Back then, Fu Xingyun's life was hanging by a thread. He was pulled back from the jaws of death by Chi Wei.
The old man should be recuperating peacefully, but he could not suppress his violent temper. During his recuperation period, he would worsen his health by getting angry. After he had recovered, he became even more unbridled. Once, he even picked a fight with a gang.
Fu Shiyan had always been vicious.
He was quite similar to his grandson.
Chi Wei accepted the video call. An old but energetic face appeared on the screen.
"Weiwei!"
Old Master Fu immediately greeted her. He glanced at Chi Wei's background. It did not look too shabby. Then, he let out a slight sigh of relief and started to talk with a smile on his face.
"My grandson is also in Rongcheng."
Chi Wei felt an inexplicable sense of joy from what Fu Xingyun said.
She blinked her almond-shaped eyes but began to gradually frown.
