After I was murdered, my scumbag uncle went completely crazy

Before Fu Nanzhou agreed, a female voice suddenly sounded from the other end.

"Nanzhou, who's calling?"

It was Su Muyan's voice.

The tone was full of vigilance.

Fu Nanzhou was a little unhappy, "It has nothing to do with you."

Then Su Muyan screamed, "Fu Nanzhou, what do you mean?!"

Then there were the sounds of footsteps and a door closing, and then it became quiet over there.

A few seconds later, Fu Nanzhou's voice came out, "I'm leaving now."

Then, the call was hung up.

I looked at my phone. What happened? Did Fu Nanzhou and Su Muyan have a fight?

But didn’t he just ask Su Muyan to buy a cemetery for me?

Such an important matter was entrusted to her, which shows that he treats her as a family member.

Why did they suddenly start arguing?

I narrowed my eyes.

If that's the case, then maybe I can take advantage of it.

I packed up quickly and headed to the café.

The Qixili Cafe is near the hospital. When I arrived, Fu Nanzhou was already there.

When he saw me, the man looked dazed for a moment.

I even saw him silently shouting "Xixi".

I sneered in my heart, this guy is really funny.

When I was alive, he hated me.

I wish I were dead.

Now that I'm dead, he's acting like he's trapped in love and thinks everyone he sees is me.

That's enough!

I suppressed the disgust in my heart and walked towards Fu Nanzhou.

"Mr. Fu." I sat down opposite him.

Fu Nanzhou looked at me deeply, "What would you like to drink, Miss Chi?"

"A cappuccino, please." I randomly said a name.

Fu Nanzhou was suddenly stunned, and then looked nostalgic.

"Qiao Xi, I also like to drink cappuccino."

I snorted in my heart, "Really? That's such a coincidence!"

He doesn't know that I actually don't like drinking cappuccino at all.

The reason he thought so was that I had just brought Su Muyan home, and not long after they met, we went to a coffee shop together.

Su Muyan ordered a cappuccino, but ended up drinking the Americano I ordered.

I also told Fu Nanzhou that I don’t like American coffee, I like cappuccino.

In fact, I don’t like drinking coffee at all. The only reason I drink American coffee is because Fu Nanzhou has always only drunk American coffee.

Su Muyan wanted to drink the same thing as him, so she snatched my cup and pushed the cappuccino to me.

Unexpectedly, Fu Nanzhou still remembers it until now.

Yes, he always treated Su Muyan's words as imperial decrees and kept them firmly in mind.

And I am just an insignificant existence that can be forgotten as soon as you turn your head.

Fu Nanzhou ordered coffee and looked at me without blinking.

"I wonder what's the matter Miss Chi asked me to come out so late at night?"

It's only seven o'clock now, but it's late at night for him?

Also, is it my illusion? Why do I feel that the way he looks at me is a little ambiguous?

The lights are shining from overhead, and the soothing music in the cafe creates a very romantic atmosphere.

Fu Nanzhou's eyes looked at me more and more ambiguous!

I frowned secretly in my heart, but didn't show it on my face.

"Mr. Fu, I want to ask, what kind of feelings do you have towards Miss Qiao Xi?"

Fu Nanzhou glanced at me and asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"Honestly, I just can't understand it."

I stirred the coffee in front of me. "You clearly don't care about Miss Qiao, so why do you act so affectionate after she died?"

Fu Nanzhou's face immediately darkened.

"Who told you that I don't care about Qiao Xi?"

I curled my lips, "Do I need anyone to tell me? I have eyes, I can see for myself!"

Fu Nanzhou frowned and remained silent.

The look he gave me was as sharp as an arrow.

I didn't mind at all his intention to torture me with his eyes.

He took a sip of his coffee.

The bitter taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, with a faint scent of milk.

"To be honest, I have learned some things about Miss Qiao's life."

"Mr. Fu, don't even say he cares about her, it's not an exaggeration to say he hates her!"

I looked at Fu Nanzhou with a cold smile, "But Mr. Fu's performance at the scene that day made me feel confused again."

Perhaps because Chi Xi looks like me, Fu Nanzhou was unexpectedly more tolerant than usual.

Even though I said so much, he didn't show any displeasure.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at me was somewhat sharp, as if he wanted to see through me.

Just like figuring out why I am interested in his and Qiao Xi's affairs.

After I said that, I met his gaze with interest.

Quietly waiting for him to turn against me.

However, he stared at me for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"Why is Miss Chi so interested in the matter between me and Qiao Xi?"

"Could it be that you're attracted to me?"

I,"……"

There has never been a moment when I am so speechless as now.

I closed my eyes and tried my best to control my emotions.

If I hadn't wanted to help Lu Mian get my body back, I would have already started to confront him without any hesitation.

After calming down, I looked at Fu Nanzhou and asked, "Mr. Fu, don't you look in the mirror?"

Fu Nanzhou frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is, although I don't know why Qiao Xi likes you, but..."

I held my chin with one hand and drew out the tone of each word, "...You are definitely not my type."

As I spoke, my hand was still holding the spoon, stirring the coffee unconsciously.

Fu Nanzhou looked at me, suppressed emotions surging in his gloomy eyes.

As for what it is, I can't see clearly.

However, he kept staring at my hands...or to be exact, he kept staring at the way I stirred the coffee.

And as he looked, his eyes suddenly became fiery.

For some reason, the look in his eyes made me feel a little uneasy.

I know that people sometimes unconsciously bring out many small actions and habits in their daily lives.

But even I myself don’t know what my habits and actions are. Fu Nanzhou doesn’t care about me at all, so how could I know?

Thinking of this, I felt a little more at ease.

Then I decided to make a quick decision and not waste time with Fu Nanzhou.

I put the spoon down and looked at Fu Nanzhou, "Mr. Fu, actually I came to you today to discuss something with you."

"I hope you can give Miss Qiao Xi's ashes to us for burial."

"In exchange, I can tell you a secret of Miss Su."

"Yan Yan's secret?" Fu Nanzhou called Su Muyan's nickname naturally.

This made me unconsciously think of the time when he was called "Xixi", and I felt sick.

He really is, he's trying to get on both sides without wasting either side!

How dare he play both sides so naturally?!

I patiently said, "Well, Miss Su, you are not as...simple as you think!"

"She actually has a lot of fun in private."

"At least from what I saw that day, they were a bunch of people with tattoos on their arms. It was obvious at first glance that they were not decent people!"