The obese man was scared out of his wits. “Second Master, spare me! I truly didn’t know you were in the car. I only intended to target Nan…”
Bang!
A dark figure descended, knocking the obese man to the ground. Half his face swelled up, and two blood-stained teeth fell out.
Fu Moyan flexed his fist, looking down at him indifferently. “Break both his legs. Have Lu Zhi and his father come claim him together!”
Song Siyun was stunned. Was his second brother planning to stir up major trouble?
“Will the Lu Family acknowledge this?”
Fu Moyan shot him a glance. “The Lu Family had better acknowledge it!”
Song Siyun immediately understood his second brother’s meaning.
It would be best if the Lu Family obediently admitted fault and offered a proper apology, then this matter could end here.
If they refused to acknowledge it… well, that would be interesting.
Attempted murder of the Fu Family’s heir – if the Lu Family got off lightly, it would be disrespectful to the Fu Family.
However, Song Siyun didn’t think the head of the Lu Family would be that foolish.
Speaking of which, who was that fat pig saying he wanted to target just now?
Nan something?
A man or someone with the surname Nan?
His second brother was so angry he personally stepped in. Was there something he shouldn’t hear?
Song Siyun’s eyes shifted thoughtfully. Who else had been in the car besides his second brother?
Before two seconds passed, a miserable scream suddenly came from deep within the abandoned factory.
…
Shen City, Maple Leaf District—
Lu Fei, the youngest daughter of the Lu Family’s Old Master, was enjoying the attentions of a rising young celebrity, with water splashed all over the bathroom floor.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of urgent knocks startled Lu Fei in the midst of her fun.
Interrupted at the height of her enjoyment, Lu Fei felt like killing someone.
She threw on a robe and walked out barefoot, her face dark. “Which bastard is knocking at this hour?!”
Without any sense of danger, she opened the door ready to curse.
Instead, a group of tall, sturdy black-clothed bodyguards rushed in, led by a baby-faced man who entered with a smile.
“Are you Lu Fei, the fourth young lady of the Hong Kong Lu Family?”
Lu Fei looked the man up and down arrogantly, chin raised. “That’s me. What do you want with me in the middle of the night?”
The baby-faced man nodded seriously, comparing her to a photo to confirm. “Good that you’re Miss Lu Fei.”
A bodyguard behind him stepped forward to explain kindly. “Miss Lu Fei, your second nephew Lu Zhi hired someone to attempt murder against our Madam and Young Miss. Our Second Master requests your presence at the hospital to represent the Lu Family in apologizing.”
“What nonsense! What does Lu Zhi’s actions have to do with me?! And who the hell is your Second Master?!”
Only now did Lu Fei realize her situation was precarious.
She turned to escape, but the baby-faced Xiao Yu raised his hand, and bodyguards immediately restrained her, dragging her into a car.
His brother Xiao Yun was lying in the hospital, life hanging in the balance, harmed by the Lu Family’s fools.
Since Second Master assigned him this task, he had to execute it perfectly to teach the Lu Family a lesson!
Similar scenes unfolded at the villas of the Lu Family’s sixth and seventh young masters.
However, they came up empty at the room of the Lu Family’s adopted daughter Lu Lu.
While checking surveillance footage, Xiao Yu discovered something interesting.
The Lu Family’s adopted daughter Lu Lu had ultimately gone to a villa under the Fu Family’s name.
…
“Second Brother, I’m so scared! Today, Fu Moyan’s men suddenly started arresting people everywhere. The sixth brother, seventh brother, and fourth sister have all been taken. I’m next!”
Lu Lu, the adopted daughter of the Lu family, held her phone while crying, her voice soft and delicate enough to melt one’s bones.
The man on the other end felt half his bones go weak at the sound.
“How dare he! What is he causing trouble for again? The Old Master and Old Madam have been spoiling him too much these past two years!” The man’s voice, roughened by years of smoking, carried a hint of hoarseness and authority.
Lu Lu gripped the phone, her voice trembling with tears. “Second Brother, please come back soon. It doesn’t matter if something happens to me, but the baby is still so small. He’s waiting for you to come back and host his Full Moon Banquet.”
“If anything happens to the baby, I won’t want to live anymore!”
“Lu Lu, don’t be afraid, and don’t talk nonsense!”
“I’ll call the old mansion right away. I absolutely won’t let that brat set foot in the villa!”
The man coaxed and commanded in equal measure, taking quite a while to finally calm the woman down.
After hanging up, he immediately called Fu Moyan.
Of course, the call didn’t go through.
Second Master Fu’s phone had been confiscated, and he was currently feeding his wife.
His face was cold as he held a small bowl of meat porridge in his left hand, stirring it with a spoon in his right. After stirring for a long while, he stiffly brought the spoon to Nan Sheng’s lips.
Nan Sheng blinked, her gaze meeting Fu Moyan’s deep, dark eyes. For a long moment, she didn’t open her mouth.
She was afraid Second Master Fu would misunderstand her again, thinking she was deliberately trying to seduce him.
“Open your mouth!” Fu Moyan commanded in a low voice, his expression unusually grim.
How could he not understand Nan Sheng’s expression?
It was precisely because he understood that he grew even angrier.
If it weren’t for his grandmother watching closely from the side, did she think he had nothing better to do than feed her porridge?
Nan Sheng was startled by his commanding tone and had no choice but to lean forward, carefully taking a sip.
Old Madam Fu snorted lightly, her tone full of disdain. “I’ve never seen anyone feed someone like this. What’s with the harshness? You’ll scare the baby in her belly!”
Nan Sheng was also suffering. She really didn’t want to be served by Second Master Fu.
“Grandma, I can drink it myself!”
Old Madam Fu shook her head disapprovingly. “Your right hand is injured like this. How are you supposed to drink?”
“You got this injury because of this troublemaker, so he should be the one serving you in every way! Only when he understands how much pain you’re in and how inconvenient it is will he feel sorry for you!”
Old Madam Fu’s words made sense, but that was only if she and Fu Moyan were a real couple.
In their current situation, both sides were deeply uncomfortable.
Second Master Fu radiated displeasure and coldness at all times, while Nan Sheng drank the porridge as if enduring torture, terrified that he might lose his temper and throw the bowl in her face.
As the second spoonful of porridge was brought to her lips, Nan Sheng acted quickly, reaching out with her left hand to grasp Fu Moyan’s wrist.
“Mo Yan, why don’t you just hold the bowl, and I’ll drink it myself?”
When Fu Moyan heard the name “Mo Yan,” his ears tingled slightly.
He glanced at Nan Sheng just as his grandmother’s cold snort reached his ears. He said sternly, “Lie still and behave!”
Nan Sheng had no choice but to let go and obediently accept Second Master Fu’s service.
Originally, Fu Moyan had been forced to serve Nan Sheng and was in a foul mood, but after Nan Sheng’s grasp, his wrist felt strangely warm, as if burning with an unusual heat.
He could only shift his gaze and ask, somewhat unnecessarily, “Does the wound still hurt?”
Nan Sheng was taken aback, not expecting Second Master Fu to show concern for her.
She nodded. “It’s manageable.”
How could it not hurt?
She was pregnant and couldn’t use painkillers or anesthesia. Every time her bandages were changed, she turned pale from the pain.
But since Fu Moyan was only asking out of politeness, how could she actually say it hurt terribly?
Acting coquettishly toward Fu Moyan?
Nan Sheng shuddered at the thought.
“The Lu Family will come to apologize to you tomorrow,” Fu Moyan suddenly said, though his eyes remained fixed on the congee, as if avoiding Nan Sheng’s gaze.