Chapter 1861
Half a month ago, when Fu Shenyan saw Fu Changheng’s face, which looked almost exactly the same as it did twenty years ago, he shelved all his plans and began to investigate.
Fu Changheng had changed his name to become a world-renowned psychology professor, and Murong Nanchuan, who did not have a huge fortune to his name, had always been very popular with Yi Bohuai, and the two had frequent dealings.
Fu Shenyan’s men have tried to infiltrate Fu Changheng’s home to find out what’s going on, but have lost track of him one after another.
Apparently, Fu Changheng was far from as clean as he appeared.
“I personally went to Murong’s house, in the name of the Fu family, but was stopped at the door ……” Fu Shen Yan narrowed his eyes, gazing longingly out of the window, a gloomy hatred spreading out from under his eyes.
After being deceived for so many years, and looking for the truth with bare hands, only to return empty handed, and not even to meet, no wonder Fu Shen Yan was so excited to see Fu Chang Heng at the auction.
I frowned and reached out to enclose the back of his hand, mustering twelve minutes of courage to ask in a whisper, “That granny ……”
Is she still alive?
I don’t know, I even doubted if I was that person’s own child, but I secretly took my second uncle’s hair and went for a paternity test, and it was indeed proven that the blood flowing in my body was that of the Fu family!”
When he spoke, his teeth were gritted with ruthlessness, and his fingers were clenched tightly together, so hard that the sound of bones clacking together could be heard in the quiet carriage.
Not only him, but also me, could not help but sigh.
What kind of father under the sun would deliberately create a fake death and leave his child to suffer in a river of hatred for more than 20 years, while he himself lives peacefully on the other side of the ocean?
Fu Changheng’s existence has turned Fu Shenyan’s life into a complete joke.
Fu Shen Yan was so emotional that I couldn’t ask too many questions. It didn’t take long for Chen Yi to pull over to the side of the road.
“Ma’am, one more street is the hotel, I’ll drop you off, Miller’s car is just up ahead.”
Nodding, he opened the car door and went down.
Not knowing whether Fu Changheng was an enemy or a friend, one had to act with more caution.
The night was almost sleepless.
I was awake until dawn, well asleep, when I was awakened by a knock at the door.
I thought it was Mo Fei Lin, so I went to open the door in a daze. When the door opened, Fu Changheng’s seemingly kind and friendly face appeared in front of me, and I was half awake instantly.
As a matter of fact, he was Fu Shenyan’s father, so I should have called out “Dad”, but I couldn’t open my mouth when I met his gaze.
What was the relationship between Fu Changheng and Yi Bohuai?
What was Fu Changheng’s role in the transfer of the child in the first place?
After a few seconds of staring at each other, I suddenly realized that Fu Changheng should be at Yi Bohuai’s house at this time, meeting with Fu Shenyan to sort out the past, why was he here?
“I thought you would invite me in.” Fu Changheng was the first to speak, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were impenetrable and profound.
I remained silent, not answering, and after a moment’s consideration, moved to the side and gave him a place to enter.
Fu Changheng was not polite either, and lifted his feet and walked inside.
It must be said that Fu Shen Yan and he were carved out of the same mould, even the curvature of his hands and feet were similar.
Chapter 1862
Perhaps Yi Bohuai’s invitation is just a smokescreen.
Either way, since it came to my door, I would ask for clarification on behalf of Fu Shen Yan.
After grabbing a jacket and putting it on, I walked over and sat opposite Fu Changheng.
“Mr. Murong, oh, no, perhaps I should call you Mr. Fu, what is your purpose in coming to see me alone, after deliberately excusing yourself from Fu Shenyan?” I said openly.
The past was like a nightmare that had tormented Fu Shenyan for twenty years, and now that the two sides had met, there was no point in beating around the bush.
To put it politely, the death of my first child with Fu Shenyan could be counted on Fu Changheng.
Fu Changheng’s face was still pleasant, and he poured himself a glass of water, saying as he drank it, “You’re smarter than I thought.”
“I’m sorry, but if you have nothing to say, then I’ll ask what I want to ask.” Looking at him with cold eyes, the disgust in his heart deepened even more, Fu Shen Yan had been having trouble sleeping all night since he saw him, yet he still came out smiling, not showing even a hint of panic, his heart was indeed strong and cold indeed.
Fu Changheng hooked his lips in disbelief and put the cup back on the table before turning his eyes to look at me, “Even if you were stranded when you were young, didn’t Fu Shenyan teach you after you got married to treat your elders with patience and respect?”
Oh, now you’re picking up on the attitude of elders?
What happened to the last twenty years?
I smiled lightly, but there was no smile in my eyes, “I was taught, but there are always special circumstances, aren’t there? Some elders are elders, others, just beasts in human skin.”
“Sharp-tongued.” Fu Changheng lightly bared his teeth and leaned back to the sofa behind him, spreading his hands on the armrests and folding his legs, obviously in an equal position, but deliberately dropping his eyes to create the look of looking down on me from above, “Make a choice between the child and Fu Shenyan.”
“What do you mean?” The look on his face made me suspect that the tiger’s poison might not be so absolute.
“The twins are the bloodline of my Murong family, will you return them voluntarily or will I make Fu Shen Yan disappear from this world and automatically get custody?” Fu Changheng’s tone was nothing choppy, but murderous.
He was meeting me alone for the child?
A person who abandoned his own flesh and blood twenty years ago, even if he wanted to regain the missed affection, he should first make up for what he owes Fu Shenyan, not threaten to exchange Fu Shenyan’s life for our child.
It doesn’t make sense that Fu Changheng would put his hope in a babbling baby when he has a child right in front of him.
But one thing is for sure, he does not love Fu Shenyan and will not even take into account the bloodline.
Is he worthy of being a father if he wants his own son to disappear from this world?
Twenty years ago, you faked your own death and let Fu Shenyan be tortured for so many years. Twenty years later, you appear in our lives, not to make up for the debt, but to snatch the child and let Fu Shenyan experience the pain of separation again. In my opinion, you have no business running here today to say this to me!”
I could have said even worse things, but for the sake of untying Fu Shenyan’s heart, I could only bear it.
If Fu Changheng was still a human being, he should have taken the good with the bad, and be worthy of the decency I had left him.