Upon hearing this, Mr. Fu's body suddenly froze, and his turbid eyes showed an unbelievable look, "What did you say?"

"Grandpa." Fu Shaoqing shouted in a low voice, looking reluctant and uncomfortable.

This is too cruel to the old man and it is impossible to hide it for the rest of his life. The old man will know sooner or later.

He secretly pinched his fingers and told the whole story.

When he finished talking about the causes and consequences, Mr. Fu sat silently on the carved trees, motionless and silent as if he had died.

"Grandpa." Fu Shaoqing shouted uneasyly.

Mr. Fu showed a rare ferocity in his muddy eyes. He clenched his crutch like a dead tree, and said fiercely, "Chase, send more people to investigate. Even if you spend all your wealth, you will dig out the murderer for me!"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will investigate this matter to the end!"

Mr. Fu slowly looked at Fu Shaoqing, looked at his face that was somewhat similar to Fu Mohan, and nodded with relief, "By the way, where is the child?"

"Old man, the child is here with me."

Ji Yunting, who had been silent, heard the old man mention the child, stood up from the chair, and walked to the old man.

"Come here and let me see." There was a little light in the old man's dark and turbid eyes.

Ji Yunting stood there without moving, "Child, I'm temporarily at my place and I've hired a confinement nanny to take care of him."

"Yes, too, the child has no mother and needs someone to take care of him." The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded to express his understanding.

He turned his head and looked at Fu Shaoqing and said tiredly, "You go there in person and take the child back."

"Old man, I'm here today just to tell you about the child's affairs."

Mr. Fu turned around and looked at Ji Yunting again. He felt something vaguely, and his hand holding the crutch moved, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to take in all the children whom I have destined."

Mr. Fu glared at him, with almost no objection to him, "This is the child of the Fu family, and the Fu family can still support him!"

"Grandpa, I know he is the child of the Fu family, and I also know that the Fu family can raise him, but Grandpa, can you guarantee that he can live a carefree life without any worries in the Fu family?"

Ji Yunting refused to give in, and one sentence made Mr. Fu silent at the moment.

Can he?

He can't!

The old man lived all his life, so he could naturally hear what Ji Yunting said.

When he is old, he can protect his children for a while on behalf of his parents, but cannot protect them for the rest of his life. If one day he is gone.

It’s okay for the child to grow up. If the child is still young, who can be his shield?

Mr. Fu looked at Fu Shaoqing in grief. It was not that he didn't believe that Shaoqing would treat this child well, but Shaoqing would have a family, a wife, and a child in the future, so how could he protect this child like his parents?

But when I think of the only hope of the Fu family, how could the old man let go, "I will draft a suicide note, and even if I leave, I will still leave a piece of money that I don't have to worry about."

Ji Yunting shook his head. He heard the old man's tone hesitation, and took the chase and said, "Grandpa, what the child lacks is not money. Jinran is my friend, and Fu Mohan is Liming's friend. Whether it is in the match between Jinran or Fu Mohan, we will love this child well."

The face of Mr. Fu was still gloomy.

Lu Liming stood up, walked to Ji Yunting, who was about to comfort him again, and stopped him.
Chapter completed!