But she was no match for the man.

As soon as her fingertips touched the lens of the camera, the man retracted the camera, glared at her fiercely, touched a dagger with a cold light from the side, and pointed the tip of the knife at her in warning.

Liu Feifei took two steps back, and then she started to tremble unconsciously.

She had been well cared for since she was a child, and had never experienced danger, but she did not venture again, nor did she flinch from fear.

She looked at the woman in the back seat of the car, knowing that she was soft-spoken, she didn't pretend to be profound, and tears fell directly with her true emotions.

She raised her hand to wipe a handful of tears, and said in a choked voice: "Senior sister, just let Changhuan go, she is really pitiful." I beg you, Senpai. ”

Cen Xingyue had never seen such a straightforward and simple person who told him about his conditions, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

But then she smiled indifferently and detachedly: "I'm sorry, I'm just doing what I'm told." ”

"Senior sister, don't be like this, I beg you, I beg you!" Liu Feifei's tears fell even more fiercely, and a pair of fawn eyes were red because of crying, but there was no calculation in them, only sincere begging for light.

Cen Xingyue, who was watched by such a pair of eyes and was used to dealing with people with complicated minds, looked away, stopped responding, and ordered the man in front of her to drive.

Liu Feifei followed and chased for a few steps, and finally was so sad and helpless that she squatted on the side of the road and cried.

But after crying, the only thing she could do was to quickly tell Nie Changhuan about it.

Nie Changhuan sat in Tang Sihuai's car, listening nervously as Tang Sihuai also arranged for someone to divide labor to find Liu Yi's traces, while looking at his mobile phone from time to time.

The moment she saw the mobile phone screen lit up, her heart trembled, and she thought that Liu Feifei had new news about Liu Yi, but when she saw what Liu Feifei said, her expression suddenly dimmed, and she immediately listened to Tang Sihuai's progress again.

It's like this, and she is no longer in the mood to care about anything that has nothing to do with finding Liu Yi and the clown.

Tang Sihuai too.

So when the gossip news that the second son of the Tang family returned to the apartment with his new love spread all over the Internet, a group of netizens were boiling again, because this time not only did there be a real hammer video, but the new love seemed to be the "old love", and this old love seemed to be the quasi-fiancée of a mysterious son of the Fu family.

This wealthy family has a big melon, and netizens feel like they have a carnival banquet.

Of course, Nie Changhuan, the daughter of the water-based Yanghua who is entangled with different wealthy sons, is 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, the entry of "Whale City University Flower Derailment" exploded directly.

In the company, the secretary general, who had also eaten melons for a few days and had seen Nie Changhuan, adopted a roundabout tactic and reported the news to Chen Yanchuan after hesitation.

Chen Yanchuan has been very busy for a while, on the one hand, he has to follow Chen Tai to help with the memorial service and funeral of Old Man Fu, and on the other hand, he has to deal with the official affairs of the group and various branches.

The Secretary-General was not sure what he meant, so he did not dare to say any more. After all, this is a private matter of the boss, and it should not be the employee's mouthful.

So she turned around silently and prepared to leave the office, but when she walked to the door, Chen Yanchuan suddenly stood up: "You stop!" ”

The secretary general was startled, turned his head to look, and saw Chen Yanchuan taking off his glasses with a headache: "Sort out all the news and send it to me." ”

This is the evidence of Nie Changhuan's cheating.

The Secretary-General hurriedly responded, but ten minutes later, 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.

……

After leaving the company, Chen Yanchuan drove to the Fu family's old house.

In just one night, the Fu family's mansion has been decorated because of the death of Old Man Fu, and the old mansion, which was already depressed and deserted, is even more sad and cold at this time.

The servants and helpers in the family all looked sad and silently bowed their heads to do things, and they could see busy people everywhere, but there was no sound.

Fu Xingye sat on the steps of the foyer in front of the main building where Fu Zhen lived before his death.

He leaned against the pillar, motionless, his eyes staring at some unknown place without blinking.

A person who used to pay so much attention to appearance, he hasn't even changed his clothes in the past few days, and the blue stubble on his chin makes him look not much different from a homeless man.

Chen Yanchuan's heart was strained, and he stepped forward: "Three Shao." ”

Fu Xingye looked up at him.

The originally deep peach blossom eyes were full of emptiness and numbness.

Chen Yanchuan's heart was very uncomfortable, but it was about Nie Changhuan, he could only report truthfully: "Sanshao, a video that is now going viral on the Internet is about Miss Changhuan, do you want to watch it?" ”

Fu Xingye's eyelashes twitched, but he didn't move.

Chen Yanchuan understood, called up the video, clicked play, and held the mobile phone screen in front of Fu Xingye's eyes.

Fu Xingye didn't have any expression during the whole process, and 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 stir any of his emotions at all.

Chen Yanchuan silently took back his mobile phone, and he didn't know whether Fu Xingye's reaction was thankful or sad.

Chen Tai came out of it, looked at the two young men, and sighed silently.

Chen Yanchuan looked away 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 is the one who helped Old Man Fu persecute Fu Xingye together.

Chen Tai couldn't care about Chen Yanchuan's grandson's mood anymore, so he just walked to Fu Xingye's side, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said after a long time: "Three Shao, life is still long, let's look away first." ”

Fu Xingye turned sideways slightly, dodging Chen Tai's hand.

Chen Tai's heart ached, but in an instant, he thought of the other suicide note left by Fu Zhen that only he Chen Tai knew, and felt much better in his heart.

The house was busy, so he didn't stay long, and got up to arrange the manpower.

After Chen Tai left, Chen Yanchuan's throat and eyes were bitter, but he really couldn't comfort people, so he just called Sanshao and said, "In my life, I will never turn my back on you." ”

Fu Xingye glanced up at him and quickly lowered his head, then he slowly stood up with one hand, and waved his hand at Chen Yanchuan while walking forward decadently: "Go back." ”

Chen Yanchuan couldn't help but have a sour eye: Fu Xingye's voice was already hoarse and dull, and it didn't look like him at all.

He nodded behind Fu Xingye, and added: "Sanshao, we still have a large group of brothers waiting for you." ”

Fu Xingye paused, but he didn't turn around, and said in a voice that didn't fluctuate: "In the future, you don't have to report her affairs to me." ”

Chen Yanchuan's heart sank and he opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say the last word.

……

And here, Chu Yan stood behind the window on the second floor, quietly watching Chen Tai walk away, then turned around and went directly to Fu Zhen's study before his death.

Just as soon as he pushed open the door of the study, Chu Yan was almost frightened by Fu Zhen's huge black and white photo.

She leaned her back against the door frame for a while, and did not dare to stay long, so she immediately rummaged through it.

Since she was a child, Fu Zhen has loved her the most.

Fu Zhen's study, several of their own grandchildren did not dare to enter, only she was Chu Yan, she could enter if she wanted to, and no matter whether Fu Zhen was working or practicing calligraphy and painting, she could disturb at will.

And Fu Zhen has always been tolerant of 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.

Therefore, Chu Yan was very familiar with this place, and he was also very familiar with Fu Zhen's habit of storing things.

Chen Tai's habits were similar to Fu Zhen's, and Chu Yan knew that after Fu Zhen's death, Chen Tai would definitely store things related to Fu Zhen in this study that would not be allowed to be used in the future.

Sure enough, Chu Yan only rummaged in the study for about ten minutes, and found the suicide note in an inconspicuous-looking iron box on the Bogu shelf.

Before reaching out to get the suicide note, she also had some psychological struggles, and even felt that Fu Zhen was looking at her from behind her, which made her creepy.

She gritted her teeth, and when she closed her eyes, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the suicide note out of the tin box like a chestnut in charcoal, and clutched it in her hand.

The feeling of her fingertips touching the paper made her quickly calm down again.

If you do everything, you don't have to regret it.

Chu Yan opened her eyes, opened the paper, and after confirming the contents on it, she wanted to tear up the suicide note on the spot, but she turned her head and looked at the black and white photo placed in the study, and she couldn't get her hands on it, plus she heard the sound of footsteps outside, so she quickly 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 and go back to her bedroom.

She nestled on the sofa on the terrace, and in the dark sky that was about to fall at night, she took the suicide note and read it several times, and wanted to tear it to pieces countless times, but she was afraid that even the fragments would be discovered. She wanted to burn it directly, but there was no lighter or anything like that in her room, so she rushed out to get it for fear of arousing 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 couldn't help falling asleep on the sofa.

When she woke up, there was silence all around, and she suddenly saw the costume in the courtyard downstairs, and her scalp was tingling with fright, and she immediately turned around and entered the room.

But in an instant, she ran out in a panic and rummaged on the sofa, but in the end she changed the position of the sofa and didn't find the suicide note.

She was so shocked that she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

She forced herself to calm down, so she lay on the ground with her hands and feet, and began to look for it again.

Then she saw the shallow footprints on the ground.

The footprint was large, and at first glance it belonged to a man, and it was left by the dirt on the sole of the shoe.

Chu Yan buzzed in her head, and she was so frightened that someone entered her room while she was asleep, and also took the suicide note that would determine the trajectory of her fate!

……

Fu Zhen's funeral was held three days later in a low-key manner, and when Fu Xingye walked out of the cemetery, he was already soaked in a drizzle.

Chu Yan, who was also dressed in black, walked to his side with an umbrella and walked side by side with him.

The media, who had already received the inside news, were waiting outside the cemetery, and when they saw a line of solemn-looking people 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 then Fu Xiaoyu and Fu Jindong and others in wheelchairs.

However, Fu Xiaoyu also wore a hood on his head and a cloak pressed very low, which almost covered his entire face, leaving only a thin lip and a somewhat pale jaw.

The staff of the cemetery opened the gate for them, Shen Yunqing was helped to get into the car first, and when Fu Xingye, who was a few steps behind, stepped out of the gate, Chu Yan immediately grabbed his arm, and his body was also attached to him.

Fu Xingye didn't stop, just glanced at her sideways.

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 really couldn't help it, wanting to observe his expression.

Her heart hung to her throat, and her eyes were full of begging.

I don't know if I moved him or if Fu Xingye was already planning to start carrying out Fu Zhen's last wish, Fu Xingye just glanced at her and then withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

He didn't pull his arm away, let alone push her away, he just let her stick to him.

Even, after the two arrived next to the car, Fu Xingye took the initiative to open the car door for her.

Chu Yan was so flattered that he forgot to react for a while, just looked at him blankly, and couldn't help but shout with emotion: "Brother Ono." ”

Fu Xingye raised his chin: "Don't want to share a car with me?" ”

"Of course!" Chu Yan immediately bent down and got into the car.

Fu Xingye looked at her anxious appearance, hooked his lips, closed the car door, and went around to the other side to get into the car.

The convoy slowly moved away, eventually disappearing from view.

The reporters also left one after another.

A few minutes later, a young girl in a long black dress with her hair tied in a ponytail slowly walked out of the side with an umbrella.

She first stared at the direction in which the Fu family's convoy had left for a while, and then turned around and looked into the depths of the cemetery from afar.

A black sedan slowly drove to her side and stopped, a tall man got out of the car with a bouquet of memorial flowers, took an umbrella from the girl's hand, propped it on top of her head to protect her, and asked her gently, "Do you want to go in?" ”

The girl looked at him blankly, then shook her head.

Then the man took the bouquet into her bosom, and the young girl took it, knelt on the wet ground in the direction of the cemetery gate, bowed three times in succession to the depths of the cemetery, and then got up and placed the bouquet on the right side of the cemetery gate.

The young man looked at the two mud marks on her skirt, and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly in distress, so after she had finished putting the bouquet, he hurried over to help her and take her back to his car.

The car also drove away quickly.

Chen Tai and Chen Yanchuan stood somewhere in the cemetery, watching the young girl leave before they withdrew their gaze at the same time.

Chen Yanchuan raised his feet and left.

Chen Tai stopped him: "Chuan'er, take good care of Sanshao." ”

Chen Yanchuan wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but he was really unwilling in his heart: "Sanshao's heart has been forced to death with your help, what is the use of a walking corpse, no matter how well it is taken care of?" ”

Chen Tai opened his mouth, but could only hint: "Chuan'er, people still have a long life in this life, you have to persuade Sanshao not to be ...... by the fog in front of you."

"Grandpa, you're busy." Chen Yanchuan didn't want to listen anymore and strode away.

Chen Tai shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned around and looked at Fu Zhen's tombstone: "Old man, this family, I'm afraid it's going to be dispersed." ”

Now that he was the only old thing standing here, Chen Tai finally shed muddy tears: "But I will still do what you explained." ”

……

Chen Tai was the last to leave the cemetery, so when he returned to the Fu family's old mansion, it was already dark.

He first went to the master's bedroom of the main building to talk to Shen Yunqing.

When Fu Zhen was there, Shen Yunqing was already fifty or sixty people, and she had never come back from studying abroad, but now that Fu Zhen has gone, she said that she would live in the old house.

But it's okay, otherwise he will really have nothing to do in the future.

When he finished chatting with Shen Yunqing, Chen Tai met Chu Yan who was walking inside.

Chu Yan grabbed his sleeve.

Chen Tai didn't hide it, and looked at her with a slight frown.

Chu Yan met his gaze, hurt and angry, but his face was still cautious.

Chen Tai doesn't like this little girl, and in the past few days, Chen Yanchuan has been angry with him because Fu Xingye is angry with him, and he is also angry in his heart, so he didn't make a detour: "Yan Yan, I'm not your Grandpa Fu." But since your grandfather Fu told me on his deathbed that I want to finish the matter between you and Sanshao, then I won't break my promise, you don't have to worry. ”

Chu Yan hurriedly waved his hand, wanting to show that he didn't mean that.

But Chen Tai didn't eat her set at all, and even said in disgust: "I was not qualified to say this, but Yan Yan, you'd better be a little more restrained and don't make too much trouble, otherwise Uncle Tai will be ruthless at that time, and your grandfather Fu won't blame me for being underground." ”

Chu Yan was taken aback, he didn't hide his emotions at that moment, and the look he looked at Chen Tai was full of anger and disgust.

When Chen Tai saw her like this, he breathed a sigh of relief: he hoped that this Chu Yan could force himself in a different way, so that Fu Xingye would suffer less torture.

Chu Yan clenched her fists, originally wanting to test whether the suicide note was taken away by Chen Tai, but at this moment, she had to turn sideways and let Chen Tai go.

When Chen Tai walked away, she took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Cen Xingyue.

Cen Xingyue quickly replied with a voice, and her voice was unprecedentedly gentle, even a little flattering: "Yan Yan, haven't you slept yet?" ”

The reason why Chu Yan was reluctant to leave the Fu family was because she was used to the vanity brought by being born in the Fu family, and she liked to be flattered by others.

Since she was already in the Fu family, it was impossible for her to leave easily.

As for Nie Changhuan's obstacle......

Scold.

Chu Yan pulled his lips and smiled, terrifying.

Cen Xingyue saw that she didn't answer for a long time, so she sent another message.

Chu Yan came back to his senses and typed and asked Cen Xingyue: "Do you have any news about Nie Changhuan recently?" ”

Cen Xingyue sent a WeChat voice: "She is now with Tang Sihuai who works hard for her every day." ”

Chu Yan's eyebrows pressed: Why?

Cen Xingyue still sent a voice, but it was released: his mother, who was still giving birth to a second child in her forties, seemed to have quietly run away with the child, and he had been sticking to Tang Sihuai to help her find someone these days.

Chu Yan listened to the voice sent by Cen Xingyue again, and suddenly said very excitedly, even directly: "Do you know? She is expecting. ”

It's just that as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Fu Xingye leaning against the door frame of her room.