After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

She could also take the opportunity to get together with them and add fuel to their fire when necessary.

Su Yaoyao recalled the last time in the hotel, when Su Juanjuan actually wanted to ruin her and Fu Yanhong. This time, she would help them!

"Where... are you?" Su Yaoyao tried to ask Fu Yanchuan, preparing to ask Su Juanjuan and the others to apologize to him.

"I'm in the temple, Lingshan Temple. Are you familiar with it?"

Su Yaoyao was stunned. Why was Fu Yanchuan there? Did he find anything?

Impossible. She hadn't even told Luo Ying about her rebirth, and no matter how smart Fu Yanchuan was, he wouldn't have thought of it.

He probably just happened to go there.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao," Fu Yanchuan did not hear Su Yaoyao's answer on the other end of the phone, and his voice sounded a little anxious.

Su Yaoyao was startled by the sudden shout and almost dropped the phone in her hand. "Ah? What did you say?"

She responded in a daze, her thoughts not yet fully brought back from her previous contemplation.

"I say, are you familiar with Lingshan Temple?" Fu Yanchuan repeated with a hint of expectation in his tone.

Su Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, although she knew that the other party couldn't see her, "No, I'm not familiar with it. I... I don't usually go to those places."

She answered, but her mind was quickly calculating what to do next.

"Then, should we let Su Juanjuan and the others come over? Or should we let them pass by?" Su Yaoyao's voice came, breaking the brief silence.

Fu Yanchuan looked at the scene in front of him, took a deep breath, and tried to make his thoughts clearer. "Well, you should still be in the police station now, right? Let Su Juanjuan and the others wait first! I'll come back after I finish dealing with things, okay?" He suggested cautiously, not wanting to bring more pressure to Su Yaoyao.

He could see that Su Yaoyao was avoiding him, which was not what he wanted.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, "Okay."

After saying that, Su Yaoyao hung up the phone without saying a word.

Fu Yanchuan listened to the beeping sound on the other end of the phone with mixed feelings. This little girl didn't even say a word to show concern for his health. After all, he was injured because of her.

However, Fu Yanchuan's thoughts were soon diverted by matters in the temple.

Why did Su Yaoyao lie to him? Why did she say she never came to such a place? And what about the child's salvation?

Could it be that Su Yaoyao had a child before?

Impossible. He investigated Su Yaoyao, a clean girl who had no boyfriend before him and no friends of the opposite sex.

Pei Shaoqing had only recently become familiar with him, so why did she perform a ritual for a child?

Thinking of these complicated things, Fu Yanchuan felt as if his head was pressed by something heavy and it hurt a lot.

He stood in front of the ancient temple, his eyes deep and confused.

The host beside him looked at him with some concern in his eyes: "Mr. Fu, seeing you like this, are you troubled by something?"

Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Master, do you think there is really reincarnation in this world?"

The host smiled slightly and put his hands together: "Well, if you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. There is no absolute answer."

Fu Yanchuan frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with this ambiguous answer.

He asked, "Master, can you tell me in detail about Yaoyao and the child? I have too many doubts in my mind."

The host sighed softly, with a trace of embarrassment on his face: "Logically speaking, Miss Su is your fiancée, we shouldn't hide anything from you, but this is her privacy, Mr. Fu, I hope you can understand our position."

After hearing this, Fu Yanchuan's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he seemed to have realized something: "Master, some things will be better if we let things take their own course, or..."

The host said, "Mr. Fu, everything in the world has its own laws of operation. Sometimes, we don't have to force it. Letting nature take its course may be the best choice."

These words seemed to bring some kind of inspiration to Fu Yanchuan. The confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of determination and relief.

He bowed deeply to the host, then turned and left, his steps much lighter than when he came before.

The host stood there, watching his back gradually go away, with a meaningful smile on his face. He knew that some things really took time to digest and accept.

And Fu Yanchuan, he hoped that he had found the answer in his heart.

As Fu Yanchuan walked away, the host stared at him quietly.

Suddenly, a figure quietly appeared behind the master. It was a white-haired old man. The traces of time were deeply engraved on his face, as if every white hair told an ancient story.

The old man asked in a deep voice with some confusion: "You have seen his true identity, but why don't you reveal it to him? Su Yaoyao and he have the same identity, why don't you let them... know each other and stay together? It won't be in vain that I have spent five years of cultivation to let her be reborn."

The host turned around, his deep eyes revealing a calmness that transcended the world.

He spoke slowly, his voice revealing endless Zen meaning: "He committed too many sins in his previous life, and ended his life by suicide. In this life, he is destined to go through some hardships and setbacks to wash away his hostility and purify his soul. If he can't understand it on his own and can't overcome these difficulties, then the fate between him and Su Yaoyao will probably only be like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water."

The old man was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally sighed: "That being said, a person's character is often deeply rooted. Paranoia is something that is innate, and it is not easy to change it."

"Yes," the host sighed, "This is exactly what I'm worried about. The reason I chose not to tell him is that I'm afraid that once he knows the truth, he will do something extreme, especially against Su Yaoyao. If his mind cannot be truly purified and sublimated, then even if I tell him the truth, it will only increase his troubles and pain, and will lead him astray."

The old man heard this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slowly: "Your decision is wise. I hope he can realize it soon and walk out of the shadow of his past life. Whether he can renew his relationship with Su Yaoyao depends on their fate."

The two smiled at each other, knowing in their hearts that the fate in this world is always so subtle and elusive.

And they understand that Fu Yanchuan's journey is destined to be a long journey of self-salvation and spiritual growth.

Outside the high walls of the temple, they prayed silently for him, hoping that he could overcome every hurdle in his life and finally find his own light and happiness.

Su Yaoyao took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the police station.

"Boss Fu told us to wait for him at the police station. He's out to do something. Now you can give me my mother's belongings and urn!"

"Yaoyao, why are you in such a hurry? It won't be too late to give it to you when Juanjuan is fine."

"Aunt, I'm not in a hurry, but I don't have that much time to wait. If you're not afraid that I'll go in and tell the police that you're threatening me, you can just delay."

"Yaoyao, when did you become so hard-hearted? You... you disappoint your father so much."

Su Yaoyao was disappointed. She had been extremely disappointed with her father for a long time.

Su Yaoyao didn't want to argue with them, "Give it to me or not? If not, why don't you send it in now?"

"Lian'er, give it to her." Father Su didn't want any accidents to happen.

Only then did the aunt reluctantly give the things to Su Yaoyao.

Su Yaoyao picked up her things and prepared to leave, but her aunt stopped her and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I left. Otherwise, how could I see your family of four being so loving?"

"Don't leave!"