A few hours earlier.
In the old mansion.
Old Madam Fu had prepared a large table of dishes in advance. Other than Fu Sen and Lan Yaqin from the main branch who had something to do, everyone else had already arrived to celebrate with Cen Juan.
It was almost time, but Fu Ting and Fu Yu 'an were still not back.
Old Madam Fu sat at the head of the table and couldn't help but mutter," Why are these two children so dilly-dally?""
"Maybe there was a traffic jam." Mingzhi called Fu Yu 'an and Fu Ting several times, but Fu Yu' an did not pick up, while Fu Ting's phone was switched off.
This situation was actually quite strange, but because Fu Yu 'an was with Fu Ting, Mingzhi and the others were not worried. After all, with Fu Yu' an around, nothing would happen to Fu Ting.
Fu Jiang frowned." One of them isn't picking up, and the other one has turned off her phone. Where did the two children go to play?""
