The senior assistant was driving when he suddenly saw Fu Linchen's smiling face through the rearview mirror. A clichéd but classic quote popped up in his mind:
I haven't seen the young master smile so happily in a long time.
Fu Linchen's facial features are three-dimensional, his eyes are deep and sharp, and his bones are sharp and cold, as if he were carved from cold jade. When he is not smiling, he gives people a strong sense of oppression.
It's true. The senior assistant has only seen him smile a few times throughout the year.
Now seeing him smile so gently, the senior assistant suspected that he was hallucinating.
If you live long enough, you can see everything.
The car stopped, Fu Linchen got out of the car and walked into the Fu family's old house.
In the solemn and dignified Chinese-style hall, the strict central axis symmetry forms an elegant and magnificent layout, with carved beams and painted buildings, and an orderly and neat style.
The top powerful figures who usually only appear in the news broadcast gathered together.
Fu Jingting sat in the center of the hall, holding a rosewood dragon-headed cane, his hair was all white, his eyes were bright, and he looked majestic.
"Comrade Bo, how is your grandson's injury?"
As expected, as soon as this greeting was uttered, loud sobbing sounds were heard in the quiet hall.
The first person to play the villain in a play was Shi Yuanfeng, Bo Jishi's mother.
In "Dream of the Red Chamber", Wang Xifeng heard the voice of the person before she saw him. Now, Shi Yuanfeng heard the crying of the person before she saw his tears.
She traced her nonexistent tears with her fingers, covering her face with her hands as if crying bitterly, "My family fell from the upstairs and was injured so badly. I'm afraid I don't have much time left."
She complained: "The Bo family and the Fu family are old friends. What a deep hatred and grudge they have. Fu Linchen must torture our Ji Shi to death. Our Ji Shi is a life. How could he throw Ji Shi off the building? He is even more cruel than the ancient King Zhou of Shang!"
Fu Jingting pointed out the problem and stopped Shi Yuanfeng's accusation. "Everything has its own cause. Why did Lin Chen treat Ji Shi like this? Have you found the reason?"
Shi Yuanfeng's sobbing stopped abruptly, and her face showed guilt.
The person responsible for playing the bad guy, Mr. Bo Dewei, stood up.
"It's disgraceful to cry in public," he threatened Shi Yuanfeng first, then looked at Fu Jingting and said, "Comrade Fu, I'm really sorry for mobilizing so many people to come to your house today."
He looked at the people from various prominent families who had been specially called over, clasped his hands together, and bowed in four directions.
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh. I'm really ashamed."
With his white hair, he bowed to everyone. This gesture of courtesy really made everyone feel unworthy, and everyone began to comfort him.
"Mr. Bo, please let's talk nicely. If a child is injured, any elder would be worried. We all understand how you feel."
"We heard that Bo Jishi has been reborn since he went to the United States. He is very motivated and promising. I'm afraid there might be some misunderstanding between him and Fu Linchen."
"Mr. Fu has always been upright and honest. He will definitely make a clear judgment on today's matter."
Shi Yuanfeng started the conversation: "I'm afraid that even an honest judge can hardly judge family affairs, and that a mother who loves her child deeply will cover up and condone it."
Bo Dewei tried to emphasize this point by first criticizing it, and continued, "That's just a woman's opinion! Mr. Fu is a great man who's been written into textbooks. How could he possibly protect his grandson? If his grandson really did throw someone off the building, he would definitely put his own grandson behind bars for the sake of justice!"
This tall hat suddenly put Fu Jingting in an illusory castle in the air.
Someone chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Fu will definitely handle this impartially. What's wrong with his grandson? Even if the emperor breaks the law, he is still subject to the same punishment as the common people."
Fu Jingting was as calm as a mountain, unmoved by any wind, and able to cope with all changes with the same attitude. "Since we want to make a clear conclusion, why not speak frankly and not be so secretive? The Bo family's child was injured so badly. Has the Bo family figured out why Fu Linchen threw Bo Jishi off the building?"
Shi Yuanfeng fell silent again.
Bo Dewei looked at the person who had just joined in.
A rhythmic voice immediately rang out from the crowd: "No matter what the reason, throwing a living person off a building is against the law!"
Someone else joined in, and this time he stood up from his chair, his face filled with righteous indignation, acting as the embodiment of justice.
"The country has already enacted special laws. Now even throwing objects from high places is illegal, let alone throwing people from high places. Master Fu has really gone too far this time!"
"Who went too far? The voice was too quiet, I couldn't hear it."
Fu Linchen walked in with his hands in his pockets, taking slow and measured steps with his long legs.
He raised his eyes and looked over, narrowing them slightly. With just one glance, a sense of oppression hit everyone in the room.
"Who just said I went too far? I yelled, 'Action!' You step out and take two steps."
The person who just joined in the conversation moved like a Pan Zhoudan, shrank his neck, and sat back, "Mr. Fu, I was just joking."
Fu Linchen glanced at Bo Dewei and Shi Yuanfeng, and twitched his lips sarcastically: "If you want to appeal for justice, go to court. The Fu family is not a court. No matter how much you cry here, you can't convict me."
Such unscrupulous behavior frightened Shi Yuanfeng, and this time a tear really slipped out of the corner of her eye.
Fu Linchen chuckled lightly: "Don't cry, no one wants water-injected pork."
Pig, pork!
Who is he calling a pig!
Shi Yuanfeng was so angry that she wanted to explode, but Bo Dewei coughed loudly to stop her from speaking.
Fighting back in public means admitting that you are a piece of pork. If you marry a pig wife and bring her home, then everyone in the Bo family would be Zhu Bajie.
You can only pretend that you didn't hear this insult, otherwise you will be laughed at.
Bo Dewei: "My dear nephew, why are you so angry? We are here today just to seek justice, not to force you."
Fu Linchen: "You've brought a large army to besiege my house, and you're still saying you're not forcing me. What? You're not forcing me, but you're trying to kill me?"
He teased everyone in the room, "You're not doing your work on weekdays, but you've come all the way to my house to complain. You want to control not only the heavens and the earth, but also the air. Tsk, Grandpa Yuan has really fed you too much."
Shi Yuanfeng looked at Fu Linchen's carefree and careless behavior, and her anger suddenly rushed to the top of her head. She shouted at the top of her lungs, "My son is still lying in the ICU because of you beating him!"
"He's not dead yet," Fu Linchen said lazily, his lips curved. "I didn't kill him on the spot. I'm really kind-hearted and merciful."
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