When Zuo You walked to the door of the living room, she saw Fu Shenzhi who was blocked at the gate of the outer courtyard.
Fu Shenzhi's superior appearance and aloof aura were out of place in this cramped and dilapidated courtyard. He stood out in the crowd, like a noble god fallen into the dust.
The man did not notice Zuo You. He was pushed towards the door by Wang Cuilian. His expression was like the frost and snow on Changbai Mountain that had not melted for thousands of years, as if it would freeze people in the next second.
Xu Zichuan hurriedly protected Fu Shenzhi and was hit twice by Wang Cuilian with a feather duster in a panic. The glasses on his nose were crooked, making him look a little funny.
"Fu family boy, please stop harassing an old man like me." Wen Shouren leaned on his cane, his voice old and powerful, "Your Fu family's messy affairs have nothing to do with me. I just want to spend my old age in peace and stability."
Fu Shenzhi was smiling, but his expression was not very amusing: "Mr. Wen, since you are in the vortex, why bother thinking about staying out of it?"
Wen Shouren: "Oh, boy, are you planning to break up and stop pretending?"
Fu Shenzhi smiled helplessly, raised his hand and made a gesture. The courtyard that was empty just now was immediately filled with a group of burly men.
It was clearly winter, but the group of big men were wearing very little. Their rolled-up sleeves revealed tattoos of ferocious beasts. They were all dressed in a gangster style, with large gold chains glittering, and they looked like gangsters at first glance.
Fu Shenzhi stood among a group of hooligans, and dignifiedly straightened the wrinkles on his sleeves. His movements were extremely elegant, as if he was in a Western restaurant and was slowly cutting a steak.
Then he slowly raised his face and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Wen, can you sit down and talk with me calmly now? I am very sincere."
Wen Shouren sneered, "Fu Shenzhi, the Fu family mistress was trying to test your arsenal by sending thugs through underground channels to cause trouble at your home. You were indeed faking it. To lower the enemy's guard, you were really willing to do anything, even risking yourself."
Fu Shenzhi said indifferently: "But getting a beating can make those idiots relax their guard. It's a good match."
"You went to Tongtong School with all your heart because of this, right?"
"Yes, I originally wanted to start with Mr. Wen's granddaughter, so that the old man would not be so hostile to us."
"But unfortunately, I failed." Fu Shenzhi seemed a little impatient and narrowed his eyes: "Old sir, my patience is limited. Please stop fighting Tai Chi with me. Let's sit down and have a good talk."
"I promise that if the negotiations go smoothly, Mr. Wen will have a happy old age." Fu Shenzhi grinned, his white teeth sharp, and his handsome face shrouded in the shadow of the eaves, looking quite sinister and cruel.
The air of confrontation was about to condense, and an inexplicably terrifying atmosphere spread in this small courtyard. At this moment, the extremely clear voice of a girl broke the current stalemate.
"Uncle!"
When Fu Shenzhi heard this voice, his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked up in disbelief.
Wen Shouren saw that for the first time, a crack appeared on the hypocritical expression of this cunning old fox in front of him.
Regardless of the cold, Zuo You ran out without a coat. He was hit by the cold northwest wind and sneezed loudly.
"Girl Zuo, what did you call him?" Wen Shouren has always been gentle and kind, but today he frowned tightly and looked serious.
Fu Shenzhi spoke first, his tone cold: "Where's your coat, Zuo You? Do you think you're in too good of a shape?"
The two finished speaking almost at the same time. Wen Shouren was stunned. Seeing Zuo You's face pale from the cold, he quickly said, "Girl, go back to the house and put on some clothes. It's too cold outside."
There was no need to go back to the house because Wen Tong had brought Zuo You's coat out.
"Zuo You, come here." Fu Shenzhi's tone was unfriendly, but his eyes stayed on Zuo You.
Wen Shouren cautiously held Zuo You's hand: "Fu Shenzhi, what do you want to do?"
He turned to Zuo You and said, "Zuo girl, Grandpa is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs, but I want to remind you. That man, Fu Shenzhi, is a ruthless and ambitious person. If you get close to someone like him, you will hurt yourself."
"Zuo You, come here." Fu Shenzhi did not refute Wen Shouren's words, but just repeated them coldly.
Only Xu Zisheng and Mu Chuan could hear that Fu Shenzhi's calm tone concealed a murderous intent.
The two looked at each other, and it seemed that the gentleman was really angry.
"Grandpa Wen, you don't have to worry." Zuo You slowly and firmly pushed away Wen Shouren's hands that were holding her tightly.
"My uncle is a very good person."
She knew everything Wen Shouren said. The original novel described how cruel and heartless the villain Fu Shenzhi was.
But looking at people in books is like looking at a leopard through a tube or looking at flowers in water. It always makes people feel empty, ethereal and unreal.
You can only understand and define what a person is like by experiencing it yourself.
The Fu Shenzhi mentioned by others was not the Boss Fu that Zuo You saw.
Zuo You let go of Wen Shouren's hand and ran to Fu Shenzhi. Because the weather was too cold, she tucked her small head into her down jacket and white air came out of her mouth when she opened it.
"Uncle, I'm here."
Fu Shenzhi looked down at her. The ice on his body seemed to be slowly melting, and the haze in his eyes also dissipated a lot.
"Yeah." There was a barely perceptible smile in the man's voice.
Xu Zisheng was a little idiot. He whispered to Mu Chuan in his ear, "Mr. Xian, please be kind today. Just now you looked like you wanted to kill someone, but now you seem to have calmed down a lot."
Mu Chuan said calmly, "Sir, you were just angry out of shame."
Xu Zisheng was puzzled: "Why are you so angry and embarrassed?"
Mu Chuan just smiled and said nothing. Xu Zisheng, a kid with only codes in his head, certainly didn't know that when one's worst appearance is exposed in front of his loved one, it is easy to get angry and embarrassed.
The gentleman didn't want Zuo You to know how terrible he was, scheming this and that.
Rather than being angry and embarrassed, it would be more accurate to say that Mr. was afraid that Zuo You would dislike him, stay away from him, and hate him.
However, Zuo You chose to run to his side, so of course the gentleman would be happy.
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