But she is naturally not the man's opponent.
As soon as her fingertips touched the camera lens, the man retracted with the camera and gave her a vicious look. He touched a dagger/knife with cold light from the side, and slammed the knife like warning. Pointed at her.
Liu Feifei took two steps back, only to tremble afterwards.
She has been well cared for since she was a child, and she has never experienced any danger, but although she did not venture again, she did not shrink from fear.
She looked at the woman in the back seat of the car, knowing that she was quiet, she did not pretend to be high-pitched, and her tears fell directly with the real emotions.
She raised her hand and wiped her tears, her voice choked and begged: "Senior sister, just let Changhuan go, she is really pitiful. I beg you, senior sister."
Cen Xingyue had never seen such a person who clarified the conditions straightforwardly and simply to herself, and for a while, she still didn't know how to respond.
But then she smiled indifferently: "Sorry, I was only ordered to do things."
"Senior sister, don't be like this, I beg you, please!" Liu Feifei's tears fell even more fiercely. A pair of deer eyes were red because of crying, but there was no calculation but sincerely begging for light.
Cen Xingyue, who was accustomed to dealing with complicated-minded people, looked away with such a pair of eyes, and stopped responding, and ordered the man in front to drive.
Liu Feifei followed for a few steps, and finally squatted on the side of the road crying with sadness and helplessness.
But after crying, the only thing she could do was to quickly tell Nie Changhuan about it.
Sitting in Tang Sihuai's car, Nie Changhuan kept listening nervously as Tang Sihuai also arranged a division of labor to find Liu Yi's traces, while looking at his mobile phone from time to time.
At the moment when she saw the phone screen lit up, her heart trembled. She thought it was Liu Feifei who had new news from Liu Yi. But when she saw what Liu Feifei said, her expression dimmed suddenly, and immediately I went to listen to Tang Sihuai's progress again.
At this time, she was no longer in the mood to care about anything that had nothing to do with looking for Liu Yi and the clown ugly.
So is Tang Sihuai.
So when the gossip about the second son of the Tang family returning to the apartment with Xinhuan was spreading all over the Internet, a group of netizens boiled again, because this time there was not only a real hammer video, Xinhuan seemed to be the "old love", and this old love seemed to be She is also the prospective fiancé of a mysterious son of the Fu family.
This giant melon, the netizens ate like a carnival banquet.
Of course, Nie Changhuan, who was entangled with different rich men, was naturally the most scolded.
Especially after an anonymous netizen picked up the real evidence that Nie Changhuan would hold an engagement ceremony in ten days later, the entry "Whale City University's flowers derailed" went viral.
In the company, the secretary-general who also ate melon for a few days and met the real Nie Changhuan, after entangled and hesitated, adopted a circuitous tactic and reported the news to Chen Yanchuan.
Chen Yanchuan has been very busy these days. While following Chen Tai to help prepare the memorial service and funeral of Mr. Fu, he also has to deal with the official affairs of the group and various branches. When the secretary-general reported the news, he was immersed in it. Fu Xingye signed a document, and just said, there was no follow-up.
The secretary-general was unsure of what he meant, so he dared not say anything. After all, this is regarded as the boss's private matter, and it shouldn't be the employee's talk.
So she turned around silently and was about to leave the office. As a result, she walked to the door. Chen Yanchuan suddenly stood up: "You stop!"
The secretary-general was taken aback, turned his head to look, and saw Chen Yanchuan taking off his glasses with a headache: "Collate all the news and send it to me."
This is evidence of Nie Changhuan’s derailment.
The secretary-general quickly responded, but after ten minutes, it was sent to Chen Yanchuan.
Chen Yanchuan watched the key video carefully and closed his eyes tightly.
In this situation, how should he tell Fu Xingye
But this matter must be said again.
…
After leaving the company, Chen Yanchuan drove to the Fu's old house.
In just one night, the Fu family mansion had been decorated because of the death of the old man. The old house, which was already depressed and deserted, was even more sad and cold at this time.
The servants in the family all looked sad and bowed their heads in silence. There were obviously busy people everywhere, but there was no sound.
Fu Xingye was sitting on the steps of the hall in front of the main building where Fu Zhen lived before his death.
He leaned on the pillar, motionless, and stared at an unknown place without blinking.
A person who pays attention to appearance in the past has not even changed his clothes these days, and the cyan stubble on his chin makes him look like a tramp.
Chen Yanchuan had a sorrow in his heart and stepped forward: "San Shao."
Fu Xingye looked up at him.
Those originally deep peach blossom eyes were full of hollowness and numbness.
Chen Yanchuan feels very uncomfortable, but it is about Nie Changhuan. He can only report truthfully: "San Shao, now a video that goes viral on the Internet is about Miss Chang Huan. Would you like to see it?"
Fu Xingye's eyelashes trembled, but he did not move.
Chen Yanchuan understood it, called up the video, clicked play, and held the phone screen in front of Fu Xingye's eyes.
Fu Xingye didn't have any expressions during the whole process. After watching a video, his biggest action was to lower his eyelashes.
He didn't say a word, as if the video content couldn't provoke any emotions at all.
Chen Yanchuan took back the phone silently, and didn't know whether Fu Xingye's reaction was fortunate or sad.
Chen Tai came out from the inside, glanced at the two young men, and sighed silently.
Chen Yanchuan averted his sight and didn't look at Chen Tai at all.
In the eyes of others, especially in the eyes of Chen Yanchuan, his grandfather, Chen Tai, was the one who helped Father Fu persecute Fu Xingye.
Chen Tai couldn't care about Chen Yanchuan's grandson's mood anymore. He just walked to Fu Xingye and patted him lightly on the shoulder. After a long time, he said, "Three young masters, life is still long, let's take a closer look."
Fu Xingye turned sideways slightly, avoiding Chen Tai's hand.
Chen Tai's heart ached, but suddenly he thought of another suicide note left by Fu Zhen that only Chen Tai himself knew, and he felt much better.
The house was busy with business, so he didn't stay long and got up to arrange manpower.
After Chen Tai left, Chen Yanchuan's throat was so bitter, but he really wouldn't comfort people, he just called the third master and said, "I will never abandon you in my life."
Fu Xingye raised his head and glanced at him and then quickly lowered, then he slowly stood up with one hand on the ground, walked forward decadently while waving his hand at Chen Yanchuan: "Go back."
Chen Yanchuan couldn't help his eyes sore: Fu Xingye's voice was so hoarse and dull that it didn't look like his at all.
He nodded behind Fu Xingye, and added: "San Shao, we still have a bunch of brothers waiting for you."
Fu Xingye stopped for a while, but he didn't turn around, and said in a voice that didn't have any ups and downs, "I don't need to report anything to her in the future."
Chen Yanchuan's heart sank and opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to talk too much at the last word.
…
And here, Chu Yan stood behind the window on the second floor, quietly watching Chen Tai walk away, then turned and went directly to the study room where Fu Zhen was alive.
Just as soon as he opened the study door, Chu Yan was almost shocked by the huge black and white photo of Fu Zhen.
She pressed her back against the door frame and slowed down for a while, not daring to stay for a long time, so she immediately searched for it.
Since childhood, Fu Zhen loved her most.
On the contrary, some of them dare not enter Fu Zhen's study. Only her, Chu Yan, enters as soon as she wants to. Moreover, whether Fu Zhen is working or practicing calligraphy and painting, she can interrupt at will.
Fu Zhen has always been tolerant to her. No matter how naughty she is, he can look at her with a smile, and sometimes he can play with her for a while.
So Chu Yan is very familiar with this place, and also very familiar with Fu Zhen's habit of storing things.
Chen Tai's habits are similar to those of Fu Zhen, and Chu Yan knows that after Fu Zhen's death, Chen Tai will definitely store things related to Fu Zhen in this study that will not be allowed to be used in the future.
Sure enough, Chu Yan only searched for ten minutes in the study, and found the suicide note in an inconspicuous tin box on the Bogu shelf.
Before reaching out to get the suicide note, she also had a psychological struggle, and even felt that Fu Zhen was looking at her behind her, making her creepy.
She gritted her teeth, and when she closed her eyes, she stretched out her hand abruptly, grabbed the suicide note from the tin box like a chestnut in charcoal, and clenched it firmly in her hand.
The feeling of touching the paper with her fingertips made her calm down again quickly.
If you have done everything, you don’t have to regret it.
Chu Yan opened her eyes, opened the piece of paper, and after confirming the content on it, she wanted to tear off the suicide note on the spot, but she turned her head and glanced at the black and white photo in the study. She couldn't get her hands down, and when she heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside, she hurriedly put the suicide note into her zippered pocket, hurriedly pasted it behind the door panel to listen to the movement, and then took the opportunity to leave the study, back Got his own bedroom.
She was nestled on the sofa on the terrace, in the dark sky that was about to enter the night, holding the suicide note and read it several times, and tried to tear it to pieces countless times, but she was afraid of breaking it. All were discovered. She wanted to burn it directly, but there was no lighter or the like in her room, so she went out to take it for fear of suspicion, and she was also afraid that the smoke would trigger a fire alarm.
Under the entanglement, Chu Yan had a headache, and because of Fu Zhen's death in the past few days, she hadn't rested much, and she couldn't help falling asleep on the sofa.
When she woke up, there was a lot of silence around her. She saw the dress in the courtyard downstairs in a daze. She was so scared that her scalp was numb, and she immediately turned around and entered the room.
But in a flash, she ran out again in a panic, and rummaged on the sofa, but in the end she changed the position of the sofa and did not find the suicide note.
She was so shocked that she fell to the ground all of a sudden.
She forced herself to calm down, and then lay on the ground with her hands and feet, and began to look for it again.
Then, she saw the very shallow footprint on the ground.
The footprints were so big that they belonged to a man at first glance, and they were left behind by dirt on the soles of their shoes.
There was a buzz in Chu Yan's mind, frightened: Someone entered her room while she was asleep, and also took away the suicide note that will determine the trajectory of her fate!
…
Fu Zhen's funeral was held in a low-key three days later. When Fu Xingye walked out of the cemetery, the continuous drizzle had soaked him all over.
Chu Yan, who was also dressed in black, walked to his side holding an umbrella and walked side by side with him.
The media that had received internal news long ago was waiting outside the cemetery, and seeing a group of people with solemn expressions coming out of it from a distance, they immediately began to shoot wildly.
Shen Yunqing walked in the front, followed by Fu Xingye and Chu Yan, and behind Fu Xiaoyu and Fu Jindong in wheelchairs.
However, Fu Xiaoyu also covered his head with a cloak with a low hood, which almost covered his entire face, leaving only a thin lips and a sickly pale lower jaw.
The staff in the cemetery opened the gate for them, and Shen Yunqing was helped to get into the car first. When Fu Xingye, who was a few steps behind, lifted his foot out of the gate, Chu Yan immediately took his arm and put it on his body. he.
Fu Xingye didn't stop, but looked down at her.
Although Chu Yan knew that she shouldn't raise her head to look at him at this time, she was really worried that she would be pushed away by Fu Xingye in public, so she couldn't hold back and wanted to observe his expression.
Her heart hung in her throat, her eyes filled with begging light.
I don't know if I moved him or Fu Xingye had already planned to implement Fu Zhen's last wish. Fu Xingye only took a look at her and then walked forward.
He didn't take his arm away, let alone push her away, and let her stick to him.
Even after the two got to the side of the car, Fu Xingye took the initiative to open the door for her.
Chu Yan was so flattered that she forgot to react for a while, so she stared at him blankly, and couldn't help but yelled, "Brother Ono."
Fu Xingye lifted his chin: "Don't want to follow me in a car?"
"Of course!" Chu Yan immediately bent down and got into the car.
Looking at her anxious appearance, Fu Xingye curled her lips, closed the car door, and walked around to the other side and got on the car.
The convoy drove away slowly, and eventually disappeared in the field of vision.
The reporters also left afterwards.
A few minutes later, a young girl in a long black dress with hair tied into a ponytail held an umbrella and slowly came out from the side.
She stared at the direction where the Fu family's motorcade was leaving for a while, then turned around and looked into the depths of the cemetery.
A black car slowly drove to her side and stopped. A tall man got out of the car with a bouquet of memorial bouquets. He took the umbrella from the girl and put it on top of her head to protect her. He asked her: "Do you want to go in?"
The girl turned her head and glanced at him blankly, then shook her head.
Then the man handed the bouquet to her arms, and the young girl took the bouquet, facing the direction of the cemetery gate, then knelt on the wet ground, bowed to the depths of the cemetery three times before getting up. Put the bouquet on the right side of the cemetery gate.
The young man looked at the two mud prints on her skirt, his eyes trembled distressedly, so after she finished placing the bouquet, he hurried over to support her and took her back to his car.
The car drove away quickly.
Chen Tai and Chen Yanchuan stood somewhere in the cemetery, watching the young girl leave, and then at the same time they looked back.
Chen Yanchuan raised his foot and left.
Chen Tai stopped him: "Chuan'er, take good care of the three young men."
Chen Yanchuan wanted to pretend that he hadn't heard it, but he was really unwilling to say, "The heart of the three young masters has been forced to death by your help. What's the use of a walking corpse, no matter how good it is?"
Chen Tai opened his mouth and could only imply: "Chuan'er, people are still long in this life, you have to persuade the three young masters not to be left by the mist in front of them..."
"Grandpa, you are busy." Chen Yanchuan didn't want to listen any more, and left in a swagger.
Chen Tai shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned to look at Fu Zhen's tombstone: "Master, this house, I'm afraid it will be gone."
Now only his old thing is standing here, Chen Tai finally shed muddy tears: "However, I will continue to do the things you confessed."
…
Chen Tai was the last to leave from the cemetery, so when he arrived at the Fu's old house, it was already dark.
He first went to the female master bedroom in the main building to talk to Shen Yunqing.
When Fu Zhen was there, Shen Yunqing was already fifty or sixty, and she had never returned from studying abroad. Now that Fu Zhen has gone, she said she was going to live in the old house.
But it's okay, otherwise, after Chen Tai, he really has nothing to do.
After talking with Shen Yunqing, Chen Tai met Chu Yan who was walking inside.
Chu Yan grabbed his sleeve.
Chen Tai did not hide, frowning and looking at her slightly.
Chu Yan met his gaze, injured and angry, but still looked cautious.
Chen Tai didn't like this little girl. In the past few days, Chen Yanchuan was angry because Fu Xingye was angry with him, so he didn't go around: "Yan Yan, I'm not your grandfather Fu. But before your grandfather Fu died. Now that I have explained that I want to get things done between you and the third young master, then I won't break my promise, and you don't need to worry."
Chu Yan waved her hand hastily, trying to show that she didn't mean that.
But Chen Tai didn't take her set at all, and even more disgusted and said: "I didn't have the right to say this, but Yan Yan, you had better restrain yourself and don't make too much trouble, otherwise Uncle Tai will be cruel at the time. Come, your Grandpa Fu won't blame me when he's underground."
Chu Yan was startled, and did not hide her emotions at that moment, the look at Chen Tai was full of anger and disgust.
When Chen Tai saw her doing this, he was relieved: He hoped that Chu Yan could persecute herself in a different way, so that Fu Xingye would also suffer less torture.
Chu Yan squeezed her fist. Originally, she wanted to test whether the suicide note was taken away by Chen Tai, but at this moment, she could only let Chen Tai go away.
When Chen Tai was far away, she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Cen Xingyue.
Cen Xingyue quickly replied with a voice that was gentler than ever before, and even a little flattering: "Yan Yan, are you still asleep?"
The reason why Chu Yan was reluctant to leave the Fu family was because she was used to the sense of vanity brought about by being born in the Fu family. She liked to be cared about and pleased by others.
Since she was already at Fu's house, she couldn't leave easily.
As for Nie Changhuan’s obstacle...
Ah.
Chu Yan pursed her lips and smiled horribly.
Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Cen Xingyue sent another message.
Chu Yan recovered and asked Cen Xingyue by typing, "Have you heard from Nie Changhuan recently?"
Cen Xingyue sent a WeChat voice over: "She is now with Tang Sihuai who worked for her every day."
Chu Yan's eyebrows pressed: Why
Cen Xingyue still spoke, but it was released: his mother, who was still giving birth to a second child in her forties, seemed to be running quietly with her child. He has been clinging to Tang Sihuai to help her find someone these days.
Chu Yan listened to the voice sent by Cen Xingyue again, and suddenly she was very excited and even said directly: "Did you know? She is pregnant."
Just after she finished speaking, she saw Fu Xingye leaning against the door frame of her room after a flash of light.