got the letter, and the person on the other end of the phone was so excited: "Brother, I'll go and prepare now, you wait, I can get to Hucheng tomorrow morning." ”

"Ian, you don't have to rush." Fu Yun was faint, "I still have an important matter, you can arrive on the 12th." ”

"Hurry, hurry, of course." The sound of rummaging through the cabinets came from the other end of the phone, "Finally waiting for this day, can you not be in a hurry?" ”

Few people know what the Venus Group was founded on in the first place.

The original intention was actually just to get the Yuxiangfang back.

As a result, it became the world's top group by accident.

Who knows how.

"Brother, is there something wrong?" After Ian was excited, he also calmed down, "Why did you suddenly figure it out?" ”

He knows what happened to the Fu family, and he knows how disgusting the Fu Mingcheng family is.

If it weren't for Old Man Fu, if it weren't for Fu Yunshen's intelligence, he wouldn't even have a chance to grow up, and he would have died.

Ian knew that Fu Yunshen had not done anything all this because of Old Man Fu.

Bloodline is a wonderful thing, and there will always be bonds.

In order for Old Man Fu to be able to spend his old age peacefully, Fu Yunshen can endure anything.

"Nothing." Fu Yun's deep peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he smiled lightly, "That's it, I don't have anything anymore." ”

With all that said, how could Ian not know what was going on, and his heart immediately cooled.

He should have thought of it a long time ago.

If one day, Fu Yunshen decides to do something to the Fu family, it must be that Old Man Fu is gone.

The Fu family can't trap him.

There are few things in this world that can trap Fu Yunshen.

"Brother, you ...... You still have us. Ian was so upset that he didn't know how to comfort him, "You—don't be upset. ”

"Hmm." Fu Yunshen didn't say anything more, "Hang up." ”

When he was about to put his phone away, WeChat "ding".

It's the only star friend he's now.

[Sir, don't be afraid, I still have money, I can still afford to support you, you go here for dinner, I booked a seat. 】

[In the past two days, I won't bother you, you can be quiet. 】

Fu Yunshen's fingers paused, and his eyelashes moved.

Somewhere in the heart, as if struck by something.

Clenched deeply.

It took a full five minutes before Fu Yunshen replied.

[Thank you, my brother will.] 】

He got out of the cemetery and drove to the city center.

**

An hour later, Maserati stopped in front of a three-Michelin-starred store.

Fu Yunshen pushed the door in.

The man's face is handsome, too stunning, and extremely outstanding.

Immediately, someone inside recognized him.

At this time, it was already eight o'clock, and after the meal, there were not many people, and there was only one table of guests.

It's a couple of boys partying.

One of the boys stood up with a wine bottle in his hand.

"Yo, isn't this our No. 1 romantic in Shanghai, Fu Qishao Fu Yunshen?" He smiled, and then seemed to suddenly realize, "Oh, no, no, you're not even a member of the Fu family." ”

"Meng Yang, don't tear people's wounds directly." Another son-in-law sneered, "People are still a merry man, but they don't have any money." ”

"Yes, Fu Yunshen." Meng Yang smiled maliciously, "This store is not cheap, you were kicked out of the Fu family, and your bank card was frozen, right?" ”

He was very contemptuous: "Do you want me to lend you some money and treat you to a meal?" ”

As he spoke, Meng Yang shook the wine bottle in his hand again: "Did you see it?" This bottle of Rémy Martin costs 20,000 yuan a bottle, tsk, it's a pity, you can't afford to drink it in the future. ”

The Meng family is actually not ranked in Shanghai, and they are from nouveau riche.

Now that Meng Yang can step on Fu Yunshen's foot, he will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

Meng Yu took out his pocket, ready to take out the card, and gave alms to Fu Yunshen, but was interrupted by a sound of footsteps.

It was the manager of the restaurant, and he was followed by a dozen waiters.

The waiter was holding a plate and red wine in his hand, full of dazzling colors, blinding the eyes of Meng Yang's sons.

"Seventh Young Master." The manager ignored them, stepped forward quickly, very respectfully, "This is specially prepared for you by Miss Ying, she knows that you are in a bad mood, so she specially ordered these for you." ”

Fu Yunshen looked at him and looked up.

The most striking thing is the ten bottles of red wine.

Bordeaux winery, 100,000 per bottle.

Not to mention other dishes, they are all top-quality ingredients.

Meng Yang and several other sons were stunned.

They also don't learn a lot, they have a lot of money, and eating at a three-star Michelin restaurant is not a problem.

But there is absolutely no such a large amount of money, and you can order millions of red wine at hand.

Meng Yang was still holding a bank card with a deposit of 500,000 yuan in his hand, and his face only felt hot and painful.

"Miss Ying has chartered this place today." Only then did the manager look at Meng Yang and the others, "Just wait for the seventh young master to come, forgive us for not being able to receive a few." ”

He made a gesture of please, politely distant.

Meng Yang's face turned blue, and he left angrily.

The other sons and brothers didn't have much face, and they were very embarrassed.

After the waiter had finished laying out the dishes, he also retreated.

The candles are bright and the lights are warm.

Fu Yunshen sat down.

He looked down at the table and smiled.

Only then did he know that she was serious about raising him.

It's not just casual talk, and it's not to comfort him.

He's a little greedy.

I want to make her his own, little friend.

But he felt that he was not worthy.

He didn't deserve good things, and he didn't deserve to pull her down.

He has lived in revenge all his life, and he lives to be able to find out the group of people twenty years ago.

He is already in hell, how dare he hope for the light.

**

Although Fu Yunshen asked him to slow down, Ian still came quickly.

On the evening of November 10, he brought several cronies of the Venus Group to Shanghai and stayed at the Quinnn Hotel.

The Quinnn Hotel, although not owned by the Venus Group, has a stake in it.

The clouds and mountains and clouds are also there.

"Where's my brother?" Ian entered the room and took a look, "He's not there?" ”

As he spoke, he put down the two bottles of wine: "I also rushed back before his birthday to celebrate." ”

"You forgot, tomorrow-" Yun Shan pursed his lips, "Tomorrow is the death day of Miss Liuying and the old lady, and the young master has gone to worship." ”

Ian suddenly fell silent, his eyes complicated.

They have followed Fu Yunshen for several years, and they have never seen him celebrate his birthday.

Because his birthday is the death day of Fu Liuying and Yan Yuehua.

He is burdened with a deep hatred of blood and can't let go.

Yun Shan put away the gun and carried a sack and a bundle of rope: "Let's go." ”

"Hey, what are you doing?" Ian was confused, "Is this going to fight?" ”

"It's not a dry fight." This time it was Yunwu who spoke, "Isn't the young master going to start cleaning up the Fu family?" So we went and tied up Fu Yichen's kid first. ”

"When the young master finishes worshipping Miss Liuying and the old lady, it's just time to clean up."

"Kidnapping?" Ian became interested and rolled up his sleeves, "I'll go too, and catch him off guard." ”

Yun Shan glanced at him with disgust, but didn't say anything.

The three of them went out together.

**

Fu Liuying was not buried in the cemetery, on a hill to the east.

Fu Yunshen went to the cemetery to worship Mrs. Fu Yan Yuehua before going to the place where Fu Liuying was buried.

When he reached the top of the mountain, it was already half past eleven in the evening.

The night was dark, there were no stars in the sky, and even the moon was obscured by clouds, and there was no light.

Fu Liuying's grave is very simple.

It's a wordless tablet with nothing on it.

It's not that Old Man Fu doesn't pay attention to Fu Liuying, or because he is afraid that the group of people from twenty years ago will come again.

No one knows if they will dig up the grave as well.

Fu Yun knelt deeply.

He raised his hand, stroked the cold tombstone, suddenly smiled, and whispered, "Mom, actually...... I still miss you. ”

His impression of Fu Liuying was actually not very deep, after all, it was only two years.

The only thing that can still impress him is that when Fu Liuying hugged him and coaxed him to sleep, he would often say a word to him.

"Xiao Qi, mother, I named you Yun Shen because I hope that even if you are in the darkness of the abyss, you will have the sunlight that illuminates you."

"Mom's Xiaoqi, you will grow up happily and peacefully in the future, and my mother hopes to be by your side all the time."

Fu Liuying's two wishes, none of which came true in the end.

"Actually, it's nothing." Fu Yunshen chuckled, leaned against a tree, looked up at the sky, and faintly, "After so many years, I am used to it alone." ”

Accustomed to being alone.

Get used to laughing.

Because only laughter can prove that he is happy, even if it is a bad disguise.

The top of the mountain is silent and silent.

But suddenly it rained in the sky.

Drop after drop, gradually getting bigger.

The rain was pouring down, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Fu Yunshen was still leaning on the tombstone, very quiet, and he didn't dodge, letting himself fall in the rain.

The rain ran down his hair, face, and jaw in streams, soaking through all his clothes, almost drowning him.

But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, very shallow, almost inaudible.

But Fu Yun has been cultivating ancient martial arts for many years, and his ears are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

As long as he is vigilant, he can hear the slightest movement.

Fu Yunshen raised his head, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked over.

In the dark, someone slowly walked towards him.

A few seconds later, the pouring rain on his head stopped at this moment.

The girl stood in the rain, leaned down slightly, and held an umbrella for him.

It's like the only light in the world.

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