Jiang Shu reluctantly clasped his toes, but when she glanced at him, he felt like there was no secret left in him.
"It's time for us to go. Grandpa is waiting for us to go home." Fu Shiyan said indifferently, held Jiang Shu's hand again and put her in the car.
Just when he was about to get in the car, Qiao Xia spoke again: "Fu Shiyan, I'm back. Why don't you join me in offering incense to your father?"
Everyone fell silent.
Fu Shiyan retracted his long legs as soon as he stepped into the car. He straightened up and replied indifferently: "Who are you?"
Qiao Xia's pupils were dilated and wrinkles were obvious at the corners of her eyes, "I am your mother."
"Mother? She died long ago."
Someone took a breath of cold air.
Jiang Shu watched their confrontation nervously, her breathing slowing down. She watched Qiao Xia suddenly wave her hand and hit Fu Shiyan.
There was a clear "pop" sound, and the man was hit and turned his head away. Jiang Shu was startled. She ran out of the car and protected him behind her, "What are you doing?"
Qiao Xia's eyes full of anger fell on her, "Where are you from, wild girl? I'm teaching my son a lesson and it's your turn to interrupt."
Jiang Shu's legs were trembling when he faced her. He didn't know where the lonely courage came from. He just wanted to protect Fu Shiyan, "Didn't you hear? His mother died long ago."
Qiao Xia laughed in anger. She was very thin and seemed to fall down at any time when the wind blew her. Her eyes fell on the wedding rings on their ring fingers, "You are the wife he married on his own initiative."
Jiang Shu opened his mouth.
"It's really not that good."
"..."
She continued to stare at Fu Shiyan: "Are you sure you want this girl to stand up for you?"
The man stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a strong sense of murder. He pulled Jiang Shu behind him again, "You get in the car first."
Jiang Shu didn't want to, she looked at the situation worriedly.
Fu Shiyan called the bodyguard, but she was forced to get into the car. The door was closed and the driver locked the entire car. She could not get out. She could only see Fu Shiyan re-entering Fu's house, with Qiao Xia following closely behind.
What they said was completely inaudible.
Jiang Shu was extremely anxious.
Qiao Xia actually came back at this time, why, what did she want to do? Why did Fu Shiyan seem to be unwilling to face her, but had to face her again.
Could it have anything to do with him? Jiang Shu couldn't help but think.
After waiting for about half an hour, Fu Shiyan and others did not come out. Just when Jiang Shu wanted to talk to the driver, a waiter came out and said a few words to the driver.
"Madam, sir, let me take you back to Mingyuan first." After saying that, he started the car.
"No... why? What about him?" Jiang Shu spoke incoherently, but couldn't stop it at all.
The driver couldn't answer.
On New Year's Eve, thousands of homes in Haicheng were lit up with lights, and every household was lively and lively, including Mingyuan, but without one person, it would be almost useless.
Grandpa seemed to already know what was going on, and asked Jiang Shu to sit down, "Let's eat. Your Aunt Liu and Mama Ju have been busy all day, and the dishes they cooked are all your favorites."
Jiang Shu didn't want to appear too depressed in front of his elders, so he could only force out a smile, but it was always absent-minded. Looking at his grandfather again, he also had a sad look on his face.
In front of the empty dining table, she couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, what is going on?"
Grandpa sighed and felt regretful: "I thought I could have a reunion dinner this year, but I couldn't do that..."
Seeing him like this, Jiang Shu felt uncomfortable and called to the servant: "Put away the dishes and heat them up first. We will eat together when Mr. Fu comes back later."