Not sure how much this man drank, Wen Li lowered his head and glanced at the two empty wine bottles on the table next to him.
Nangongye came over just now. How much did the two of them drink? The most important thing is that Nangongye has never even met Fu Yuxiu. When did they have such a friendship that they could drink so much.
Just as she was helping someone to get up, someone came over there with a wine glass and a smile on her face.
"Master Fu..."
Wen Li raised his eyes and swept over with a sharp eye. The person who came over froze in place.
He turned around silently, put the wine he brought back on the waiter's tray and fled.
Mom, the look in that little girl’s eyes can really kill someone.
As expected of the woman next to Fu Yuxiu, she is just different from ordinary people.
"Are you still walking steadily?" Wen Li asked.
The man chuckled lightly, hooked one hand around the girl's slender waist, and stood firm, the fragrance of wine filling his lips and teeth was strong.
"Are you looking down on me? Your man is more than capable."
Wen Li gently let go of the hand holding him and looked up and down. The man didn't look like he had drank too much at all.
He stood firm and spoke clearly.
"Then let's go."
The man standing there lowered his head and gently stretched out his hand, "I'm dizzy."
Wen Li had no choice but to step forward to help him.
Fu Yuheng, who was still being pestered by the guests, saw the two people walking out, gently retracted his hands, and led Ilia to the door.
Quan Yanling had also left long ago. Who wouldn't come over for such an occasion and quickly retreated.
Xi Moran raised his hand to take off his glasses and gently rubbed his temples. Fortunately, Fu Yuxiu was pestered by many people to drink, and they let him go.
"It seems like you already knew this?" Yun Sheng walked to sit opposite Xi Moran.
After all, they are also the heads of the four major families, so the succession ceremony for the head of the Fu family will naturally be extra busy.
"It's not too early." Xi Moran put on his gold-rimmed glasses without raising his head.
Yun Sheng didn't agree with this statement. Most people here knew the relationship between Xi Moran and Fu Yuxiu.
The two knew each other very early. It can be said that Fu Yuxiu probably didn't lose contact with Xi Moran in the years after he left the Fu family.
"The situation has been rewritten. The confrontation between the Fu family and Fu Yuxiu no longer has any advantage." Yun Sheng said.
Now it is the Fu family and Fu Yuheng who have become the meat and potatoes on the chopping board.
This man has become the absolute overlord of the imperial capital and has an unshakable position.
"Even if he is not the person in charge of the secret palace, he will still not lose his position as the young master of the Fu family."
That man is so powerful that he can play with people's hearts.
"Take care of your family carefully. If you want to remove power, we will be the first batch."
Yun Sheng smiled and nodded, his eyes serious, "The master has already looked for me a few days ago."
Xi Moran was not curious about the outcome, and I was afraid that the talks would just break down in the end.
It is the most basic thing to be polite before fighting. If the etiquette is followed but the desired result is not achieved, it may lead to more violent consequences.
"I heard that Su Mengyi is pregnant?" Xi Moran looked at Yun Sheng, "Congratulations."
The cup in Yun Sheng's hand clinked with his, "Thank you."
Yun Sheng and Su Mengyi have been married for five years. Now they have a second child, and they are the fastest in their lives.
What people fear most is having worries about their future, and now they are all people who need to be taken care of. Therefore, they can only succeed but not fail.
Wen Li helped the man go out. Many people came up to say hello along the way, but the man didn't even raise his head to take a look.
Yuan Cang opened the car door, and Wen Li helped people get into the car. Before closing the car door, Fu Yuheng and Ilia appeared beside the car.
"Miss Wen Li, please take good care of Yu Xiu." Fu Yuheng said with a cold expression.
Illya looked reluctant. When she looked at the man holding Wen Li in the car, she tightened her grip on the skirt.
Wen Li saw the people standing behind them. These people were not ordinary people.
It only takes one glance to see clearly what's going on.
Fu Yuheng acted like a brother and brother, and showed concern for his younger brother. This scene was quite well done.
Sure enough, power can make many people bow their heads, but only absolute strength can crush everything.
The car door is closed, isolating the people outside.
Watching the black car drive away, Illya stood there, the cold air invaded her skin, and small pimples appeared in circles.
Fu Yuheng's coat covered her body, blocking the surrounding air, which made her feel a lot warmer.
"What are you going to do?"
Illya stood still, still looking at the direction the car was leaving.
"Don't worry, he won't be rampant for long."
Illya sneered in her heart and looked sideways at the man beside her, "Let me tell you, I will not be so inferior to others. If you are unable to change this situation, I will consider changing my husband."
Fu Yuheng felt a stab in his heart, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Illya turned around and faced him face to face. Her usually arrogant face looked particularly serious at the moment.
"You should know why I married you. I chose the best and most outstanding husband. If you can't change this situation and my marriage with you doesn't bring what I want, I will consider changing my husband."
After saying these words without mercy, Illya turned and returned to the hall.
Fu Yuheng raised his head and closed his eyes, the anger boiling in his chest rising all the time. He was really angry enough.
"Master Fu."
Fu Yuheng loosened his clenched fists and looked at Aung Su who appeared calmly. "Illya is spoiled by me. Of course you need to think about it carefully. Even Illya refuses to be inferior to others. Don't you want to change the current situation?"
In this matter, Aung Su is more rational than Ilia.
After all, he is older and has seen strong winds and waves, so he needs to be more far-sighted.
"Don't worry, Duke Aung Suu. Problems must be solved if they arise. People who should not exist should not exist for too long."
"You're welcome if you need my help. After all, you are my future son-in-law."
The two's intention to cooperate was instantly realized.
…
On the other side of the brightly lit lake, the street lights illuminated the cold lake surface, and the water reflected the sparkling waves.
The extended version of Lincoln drove to the lake. From outside the fence, vehicles were not allowed to enter to avoid damaging the plants planted inside.
The car door opened, and Yuan Cang stood with his back to the car very consciously.
Wen Li was speechless and stretched out his hand to pull the man under him. She was now like a human-shaped pillow.
This person is quite comfortable to hold.
The man sat comfortably on the seat, and the little girl sat on him with her legs spread apart, her waist tightly clasped. He lowered his head and buried his face in the man's delicate collarbone.
Every inch of the body's skin was tightly attached to each other. If Wen Li moved, the man's hand would become tighter.
The posture of the two people could be said to be that of conjoined twins, tightly stuck together.
"Fu Yuxiu." Wen Li called.
"Well..." the man replied in a dull voice.
"It's time to get out of the car. You can't stay in the car."
The man finally moved his hands, but he adjusted his posture and hugged her tighter.
"Hold me a little longer..."
Wen Li sighed. The cold air outside the car kept drifting in. She turned her face to the man's ear and coaxed him something.
"You have to hug me back."
The man made no move. Wen Li thought for a long time and continued, "If you don't get out of the car, I will leave you here alone."
Fu Yuxiu let go of the hand holding her, and looked at Wen Li again, his eyes a little misty, but also a little bright.
"Get out of the car." The girl's tone was a little colder.
Yuan Cang was stunned when he heard the purely commanding tone.
The man looked at her for a long time, then obediently let go and got out of the car. After standing still, he helped her to the ground.
The two-story building in the distance was now illuminated with warm lights, and the street lights on both sides of the winding stone road illuminated the road under their feet.
The thermostatic control system in the house maintains the temperature of the entire house at the most suitable level for the human body.
After Wen Li sat down beside the sofa, he turned and entered the kitchen.
"What are you going to do?" The man followed her into the kitchen and watched her open the refrigerator from behind.
"Cook the hangover soup."
Wen Li picked out the ingredients he needed. Fortunately, there was no shortage of food to prepare here. Nothing is missing.
"You go out and wait."
Wen Li moved her shoulders to remind her that this man's pressure made her shoulders hurt.
"I'm watching you." Fu Yuxiu said, changing his shoulder and continuing to press.
"Do you want to help?" Wen Li asked, throwing medicinal materials into the pot.
"I watched you do it." He hummed lazily.
When Fei Ran walked in, he saw the two people standing in the kitchen, as glued together as Siamese twins.
After taking a quick glance, he took the initiative to step back silently and exited the living room.
This house was originally used to house Nan Jinxiu, and all the decorations in the house were according to her preferences.
Even the small things that are so fine are selected and bought by Nan Jinxiu himself.
Fu Yuxiu lived here for a long time when he was a child, so he would choose to come back and live for a while on the anniversary of his mother's death.
Maybe he was thinking the same thing as when he was a kid.
Fu Yuxiu drank the hangover soup and his headache was relieved.
"Get some rest. This medicine will make your headache less painful tomorrow morning."
Looking at the man resting on the sofa, Wen Li suddenly realized something and looked down at him for a while.
"you… "
The silent man stood up and carried her into the room.
The man, who was obviously drunk, did nothing but carefully placed the person on the bed and sat down.
He knelt down in front of her and touched her face gently with a pious tone.
"Can you stay with me?"
She more or less guessed it, leaned forward, and leaned over to protect the man squatting on the ground.
The reassuring warmth enveloped him, and Fu Yuxiu stood up with his arms in his arms and lay gently on the bed.
The body wrapped the person in a protective posture. The two of them were lying on the bed, with a pear-shaped glazed lamp above their heads. Wen Li opened his eyes and looked at his chest.
Tomorrow is the death anniversary of Nan Jinxiu...
(End of chapter)