Jiang Shiyan's fingers inadvertently slid across Fu Yuzhi's calf and landed on the ankle. The raised scar was extremely obvious.

The corners of his eyes turned slightly red as he thought about something, and he seemed to say inadvertently: "Tell me about when you were a child."

The fingers on her hair paused, and he naturally knew that she was asking about what happened after the kidnapping.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke as calmly as possible, "Everyone was surprised that someone who hadn't heard from me for more than half a year came back suddenly. After all, everyone thought I was dead."

"Fu Jiao misses his old friendship, and Fu Wenjing and Fu Wenchen have grown up. If this matter comes out, it will affect their future, so we will not pursue it."

"I grew up under the upbringing of my sister-in-law, and I was free from illness and disaster."

A few words summed up his hardships over the years.

He desperately escaped, but instead of getting the justice he deserved, he became a thorn in their side.

If Fu Jing hadn't fought tooth and nail to protect him, he might have died long ago.

He didn't die in the hands of the kidnappers, but died in the cold Fu family.

Later, Fu Jing used some means to force Fu Jiao to send Fu Wenjing and Fu Wenchen abroad.

He has only had a few years of peace of mind.

After so many years, Fu Jiao thought he had forgotten what happened back then.

But the scars all over his body are a constant reminder of the hell he once lived in.

The only person who died in that conspiracy was 18-year-old Fu Yuzhi.

Therefore...as long as Fu Wenjing and Fu Wenchen dare to step into China, they must die.

More than endlessly.

The pain was so extreme that it was a silent cry.

Jiang Shiyan shed tears silently.

At this moment, she finally wanted to understand why he pushed her away at that time.

If his closest relatives are like this, who else can believe him?

She was just a ten-year-old child at the time, so what could she do to help him?

Perhaps due to the infection, the two people in Fu Jing's paintings are also infected with a touch of sadness.

Jiang Shiyan fell asleep on Fu Yuzhi's lap.

Fu Jing stopped writing and spoke without the usual frivolity.

"Come with me to see...your father in a few days."

"Father?" Fu Yuzhi sneered, showing great disdain for this title.

Is he worthy of Fu Jiao?

"His health has gotten worse and worse in the past few years, and half of his body is buried in the ground. Do you really not care at all if you look at him for a moment?" Fu Jing sighed knowing that Fu Yuzhi's knot was still unresolved.

She still remembers that Fu Yuzhi was sunny and cheerful when he was young, and he always followed his father as an example.

Why did it suddenly become like this?

Although Fu Jiao was biased back then, he was still surrounded by her own sons, and she knew that he was also in difficulty.

Fu Yuzhi didn't answer her question, and said with cold eyes, "You can go if you want. You don't have to call me."

If he goes there, he will only go to kill Fu Jiao.

It would never be to see him.

Since he chose to give up on him back then, he would never miss him again.

Fu Yuzhi hugged the sleeping Jiang Shiyan and left, while Fu Jing's eyes turned red in a corner where others could not see.

……

Castle Peak Nursing Home

A man with white hair and an upright face was sitting in the garden basking in the sun, chatting with the guard next to him.

Fu Jing walked over with the flower in her arms and said hello.

"elder brother."

"Here we come." Fu Jiao raised his head and waved to her.

"It's cold outside, why don't you bring a blanket?" Fu Jing frowned, "Xiao Zhang, go get a blanket."

The nurse went back to get the blanket, and Fu Jing sat down beside him.

Fu Jiao looked at the flowerbed in the distance, thoughtfully, "You are the only one who comes to see me every year."

Fu Yuzhi didn't want to come, and Fu Wenjing and Fu Wenchen couldn't come.

This is his retribution.

Fu Jing knew what Fu Jiao meant, but she didn't follow his words.

What happened back then also left a knot in her heart.

The two were quiet for a while, and Fu Jing mentioned Jiang Shiyan.

"Do you remember that little girl from the Jiang family? She is with Ayu. I heard that the two of them were arguing about breaking off their engagement. This time when I came back, I saw that their relationship was very good. Someone will accompany Ayu in the future. He You won’t be so lonely anymore.”

"pretty good."

Fu Jiao also heard about the Jiang family's break-up of engagement, but he was not in good health now and couldn't care so much.

Besides, given the personality of his third son, he didn't want him to interfere.

As usual, Fu Jing sat for a while before leaving.

When she was leaving, Fu Jiao couldn't help but ask what was deep in his heart, "Xiao Jing...how are they doing recently?"

Fu Jing didn't look back, her tone became cold, "Very good, my wings have been enriched, and I will be back soon."

return?

Are you coming back...?

Fu Jiao's face suddenly darkened.

*

Fu Yuzhi's arm was fine and he went back to work.

Jiang Shiyan packed up and planned to go to work. He had not been to the company for a few days and had a lot of backlog.

As soon as he reached the door, he was blocked by Fu Jing.

"Yanyan, come hang out with me."

It was too hard to have to wait for hunger every day. Fu Jing had never been a quiet person, and she couldn't hold it in for a long time.

"Okay... okay."

Her eyes were starry, and Jiang Shiyan couldn't refuse.

She completely forgot about Fu Yuzhi's words about not letting her have contact with Fu Jing.

He picked out the most eye-catching Lamborghini from Fu Yuzhi's garage, stepped on his high heels and kicked the accelerator and ran out.

Jiang Shiyan's little face turned pale with fright during the high-speed overtaking process.

She finally knew from whom Fu Yuzhi inherited the madness in his bones!

Lamborghini stopped in front of a simply decorated gallery.

Fu Jing got out of the car and walked to the other side to help Jiang Shiyan open the door.

"This is my friend's gallery, let you have a long experience."

Jiang Shiyan has no artistic talent. He was forced by his mother to learn piano and painting for several years since he was a child, but he still has no achievements.

Really ashamed.

The design of the gallery is very special, with precious works of art displayed outside. The further inside, the darker the light becomes.

The entire interior is in the shape of a staircase, with paintings by the author hanging on the walls.

Jiang Shiyan only thought it was an ordinary painting exhibition until he reached the top of the tower.

In the dim light, several masterpieces stood out.

These paintings have obvious characteristics of Fu Jing's brushwork, which seems to be missing but not missing, and perfectly interprets the sexy lines of human body muscles.

Among them, the actions of the male and female protagonists are even more bold.

When Jiang Shiyan saw that the signature was Fu Jing, she realized that she shouldn't come this time!

Fu Yuzhi knew that she had seen these paintings, so he had to kill her!

Fu Jing saw her in a daze and came over proudly.

"How's it going? Isn't it beautiful?"

"This is my most proud work, and I won't show it to ordinary people."

"Would you like me to draw you the same one as Ayu one day? Life is short and fleeting. These beautiful things should stay forever. Don't they?"

Yes, it turned out that she was still plotting against her and Fu Yuzhi.

Jiang Shiyan bit his lip, said a few words before leaving.

Fu Jing refused to let her go, "Ayu, this child has a weird temper. Now you are the only one who still listens to what you say."

"If you mention this, maybe he will agree."

Jiang Shiyan: "..."

Fu Yuzhi is difficult to deal with, and she is even more difficult to deal with!

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