Rebirth of Vengeance Daughter

Chapter 96 Being Enraged

Fu Jiangbei's study room is also antique. There are many literati's calligraphy on the walls, exuding a fragrance of paper and ink. flustered.

Luo Qiange sat down in front of Fu Jiangbei restrainedly, and mustered up the courage to speak: "Some things, I think I need to explain clearly to you."

Only then did Fu Jiangbei look up at her, with neither anger nor sneer in his eyes, he waved his hand to signal the servants and security guards to go out, then put away the documents on the table, and waited leisurely for her next words.

In fact, it is impossible to say that you are not afraid. After all, last time at Fu's house, she pinched his neck with her own hands and kept saying that she wanted him to die.But now, the previous violent Fu Jiangbei seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't even see anything on his expression.Luo Qiange couldn't help feeling a little parched. Fu Jiangbei was indeed a person who had been in the shopping mall for decades, and was as cunning as a fox.

Luo Qiange took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress his increasingly unstable emotions, and asked straight to the point: "Is the death of Lin Jiayi related to Fu Qingcheng?"

As if he didn't expect her to ask such a sharp question, the momentum Fu Jiangbei had created with great difficulty immediately collapsed. His expression was obviously startled, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone: "Why are you asking this?"

So is this a guilty conscience?Luo Qiange breathed a sigh of relief, but her purpose was not to anger Fu Jiangbei, so she could only say as quietly as possible: "Actually, your answer is not important, I think I already know what I should know, but I don't know willing to admit it."

What she said, as long as Fu Jiangbei thinks about it a little bit, she can understand that she is admitting that she insisted on hurting him because she knew that this matter had nothing to do with Fu Qingcheng.Of course, this is undoubtedly a metaphor for Fu Jiangbei's unwillingness to admit his mistakes, which caused Fu Qingcheng to suffer this innocent disaster for him.

Fu Jiangbei's face was gloomy for an instant, and he naturally understood the meaning of Luo Qiange's words. After a stalemate for a while, he said coldly: "Then what's the point of you looking for me? Why, I think it's very interesting to play Qingcheng in the palm of your hand like this ?"

"No," Luo Qiange interrupted him slowly, with affirmative eyes: "From the beginning to the end, it was you who put him in this situation!"

Fu Qingcheng's eyes were dark, and he sneered: "So you are here to ask for his crimes today?! He dares to give you such rights now, why? You really think that you can rely on his feelings to be in Fu's house like this? Calling the wind and calling the rain?"

"I didn't come to quarrel with you." Luo Qiange closed her eyes, and gradually clenched her fingers on the sofa. She tried her best to finish her words as quickly as possible: "If you are really for his own good, don't let him If you don't care about your own faults, then don't interfere with his life, it's not fair!"

The expression on Fu Jiangbei's face changed, Luo Qiange couldn't see what he was thinking, so he took a deep breath and continued: "I know what you are afraid of, Fu Qingcheng won't just let LM go, but he is still a patient, please Think about him. I am just a passer-by in his life, and I will disappear from the stage of life soon..."

Having said that, she suddenly frowned tightly, and grasped the sofa with her fingers, as if she was suppressing something.

Fu Jiangbei saw her abnormality, and suddenly the image of being strangled by her at Fu's house that day appeared in his mind, and he immediately stood up, looking at her with surprise and suspicion: "Why should I believe you!?"

"Three months!" Luo Qiange tensed his body, and almost squeezed these words out between his teeth: "After three months at most, I will definitely leave Fu Qingcheng! As long as you don't torture him like this! I ...!"

The sleeping consciousness in his body suddenly seemed to be irritated. Luo Qiange only felt a sharp pain in his heart. He tightened his grip on the sofa and raised his head suddenly!
Fu Qingcheng sent Jiawan back to her parents. Because he was not close to her parents on weekdays, he just greeted her politely and immediately went back along the original road to find Lin Xuer, but he returned In the same place, but did not see Lin Xuer's figure, he suddenly became a little nervous.

He walked quickly to the side, grabbed a bystander and asked sharply, "Did you see Lin Xuer?"

After all, this is the Fu family's family banquet. The man whose collar he grabbed turned pale, but he said calmly, "Fu Qingcheng, calm down, how would I know where she is?"

Fu Qingcheng let go of him with a cold face, turned around and ran upstairs. In this family banquet, the most powerful person to speak is Fu Jiangbei. No matter what happened to him, looking for Fu Jiangbei will definitely have results!
The upstairs of the villa is densely guarded. Seeing Fu Qingcheng rushing up, he hurriedly stopped him: "Master! The master is talking inside, please stay!"

"Talking about things?" Fu Qingcheng was no longer as calm as before, and asked coldly: "Who is he talking about? What important things can happen at the family banquet!? Don't think that I don't know anything if I don't come back for a few years!"

The Fu family's family banquet has been prepared for more than a month, and there is no outsider in the family banquet. Fu Jiangbei is talking behind closed doors at this moment, and there is almost no need to guess who is inside!

Several security guards looked at each other, but they still didn't move away: "Master, don't embarrass us, master's temper..."

"Get out of the way!" Fu Qingcheng didn't even have the patience to listen to them, so he pushed the two people around him away, and was about to rush inside!

When several people were quarreling and stalemate at the door, the door of the study was opened from the inside with a 'click', and Fu Jiangbei stepped back from the inside in a hurry, and said repeatedly: "What the hell is going on?"

Fu Qingcheng quickly rushed over from among the few people, and as soon as he stepped into the study, he saw Lin Xuer holding on to the bookshelf beside him, with his head lowered, his body seemed to be trembling slightly, his heart sank suddenly, and he walked quickly He stepped forward to support her, and asked anxiously: "How is it? Has the last symptom relapsed again?!"

Luo Qiange's mind is actually still a little clear, otherwise she would not have forced herself to stabilize her figure before rushing towards Fu Jiangbei, but her mind still hurts badly, as if several mice were scratching inside , the things in the line of sight seem to have spawned several shadows, making it difficult for people to distinguish them in a trance.

Fu Jiangbei stood at the door with a complicated expression, watching Fu Qingcheng anxiously shaking Lin Xuer's shoulders, a trace of guilt flashed in his deep eyes.

Fu Qingcheng called her several times. Seeing that she had been silent and her heart seemed to be locked in the boundless darkness, he frowned tightly, bent down and picked her up horizontally, turned around and was about to go out.

Fu Jiangbei sighed, and commanded the security guard on the side in a deep voice: "Go down and prepare a car for the young master."

"No need." There was a sense of coldness in Fu Qingcheng's tone, and he walked past him without even looking at Fu Jiangbei.

He hasn't been back to Fu's house for many years. Even Fu Jiangbei only sees him on some important occasions. After such a short distance, he realizes that Fu Qingcheng is already much taller than him. With one head, the figure holding Lin Xu'er was tall and steady, far from the taciturn son in the impression.

Fu Jiangbei suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness. He followed Fu Qingcheng's leaving figure with his eyes, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But Fu Qingcheng didn't even look back, and disappeared into the corner of the corridor. The candles on the hanging iron frame swayed slightly, reflecting the ancient Western calligraphy and paintings on the wall, overflowing with a deep loneliness. .

Fu Qingcheng held Lin Xu'er in his arms, as if he hadn't seen the surprised eyes in the hall at all, he passed through the noisy crowd all the way.Assistant Jin stood at the door looking at his phone boredly, and in a blink of an eye he saw him coming out with Lin Xu'er in his arms, and was startled: "What happened?!"

"It's okay." Fu Qingcheng carried Lin Xu'er to the front of the car with a gloomy look, and glanced at him.

Assistant Jin quickly stretched out his hand to open the car door knowingly. Seeing Fu Qingcheng put Lin Xuer in with a sullen face, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to the hospital?"

"Go to Doctor Zhou." Fu Qingcheng then got into the car, and commanded the snoring driver sitting in the front row in a deep voice.

Assistant Jin quickly jumped onto the co-pilot, and anxiously patted the driver awake, and the car left Fu's villa and drove all the way to the hospital.

"But... the family banquet hasn't started yet?" Assistant Jin looked at the time with some doubts, and couldn't help but start to worry: "Does the old chairman know that you left like this? The family banquet is not a joke, he doesn't Will you be angry? We haven't explained what happened last time, what if..."

He babbled a lot, and then he felt the chill all over his body dullly, so he stopped quickly and changed the subject sensibly: "Is Lin Xuer all right?"

By the way, this Lin Xuer doesn't know what's wrong, why is it getting more and more abnormal recently?The young master doesn't seem to be in a hurry to send her to the hospital, isn't it a disease?
Fu Qingcheng didn't bother to chat with Assistant Jin, so she lifted Lin Xu'er's head from the soft cushion and placed it on her body, then carefully stretched out her hand to tie her hair, and wiped off the fine sweat on her head. Light stared at her deeply.

She kept frowning tightly, her face was pale, her lips were slightly opened and closed, and she didn't know what she was muttering.

Fu Qingcheng lowered her head in doubt, and she really heard something in her mouth, so she got closer, only to hear her say: "...it's not me, Yuanmo, it's not me..."

Yuanmo?Shen Yuanmo? !Fu Qingcheng's whole body was cold at once, he slowly sat up straight, looking at her with a trace of determination in his eyes.

It turns out that she has always been thinking about that person?
However, he will never let go!Fu Qingcheng's pupils slowly gathered a wisp of blackness—then, let me show you, what can I not do to keep you by my side! ! !

(End of this chapter)