Of course he has his own reasons for not answering.
Just think that he likes other girls in kindergarten.
Not long after, Hu Yangyang opened the door and came out, saying somewhat cautiously: "Second Young Master Fu, we have given her an intravenous drip, and the fever will be gone in the middle of the night."
Fu Xizhou nodded, his voice slightly low: "I don't want four people to know about today's events."
Hu Yangyang trembled: "Yeah."
Lu Nianchuan asked in confusion: "Since we are already married, why is it so mysterious?"
Fu Xizhou ignored his question, glanced at him, and asked, "Do you know the way out?"
Lu Nianchuan: "..."
Just pretend he didn't ask.
Hu Yangyang's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She suddenly suspected that she would be silenced after leaving the villa.
Fu Xizhou called the housekeeper and then turned back to the room.
On the bed, the blush on Gu Beisheng's cheeks faded a lot, and his breathing became a little lighter.
Gu Beisheng didn't sleep well, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had a nightmare.
Fu Xizhou looked at her for a long time, his eyes as deep as the vast starlight. After a while, he stretched out his hand and gently smoothed her forehead, and his voice was somewhat comforting: "Good night."
Seeing her eyebrows relax, he took back his hand.
Then, turn around and go out.
When Fu Xizhou arrived in the study, Shi Qing was sorting out Gu Beisheng's latest information.
"Second Young Master."
"Have you checked it out?"
Shi Qing frowned, with some dissatisfaction in his voice: "When Madam was five years old, she was rejected by the Gu family and sent to the mountains to be raised by Gu Chenghua's distant cousin Liang Xiufang.
But Liang Xiufang had a son and a daughter, so she never wanted to see her. Fortunately, the old man next door to Liang Xiufang's house never married and had no children, so he raised his wife as his granddaughter.
When the wife was thirteen years old, the old man went to attend his brother's funeral but failed to return, so Liang Xiufang sent her to the top of the mountain..."
Having said this, Shi Qing paused and observed Fu Xizhou's face.
His eyes were dark and cold, and he played with his thumb: "Go on."
Shi Qing coughed lightly before continuing: "Sent to a nunnery..."
He frowned coldly: "A nunnery?"
Shi Qing nodded and said with some shame: "Speaking of which, Madam is still a lay disciple."
Fu Xizhou raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at him.
Shi Qing was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak out, and continued: "My wife took the self-study exam when she was eighteen years old and was admitted to a famous university in Bincheng. She received a generous scholarship. The Gu family may have brought her to the city for her scholarship. It's just that
, within three months, my wife entered a mental hospital, and the information after that was the same as what Mr. K gave me before."
Fu Xizhou's breathing was heavy: "Do you believe she would scratch a woman's face for a man? Or do you think she did that because of a mental illness?"
Shi Qing couldn't help but think of how magnificent his wife was at Mrs. Shen's banquet tonight, and shook her head: "I don't believe it."
"But after checking again and again, I couldn't find out that Madam has any special identity."
Fu Xizhou's eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you think that a woman who can even take down a wolf with her bare hands will be as simple as you see?"
Shi Qing was shocked, he really didn't know about this.
No wonder, when they saw those people bullying Madam at the banquet, the two young masters didn't even blink an eye.
It would be nice if Madam didn't bully them.
Fu Xizhou put down the information in his hand: "Continue checking."
Shi Qing nodded, thought for a while, and still couldn't help but asked: "Second Young Master, why do you have to find out Madam's details?"