Jiang Guosheng and the others were deeply frightened by the scene before them.
"Jiang Moxi, come down quickly!" Jiang Guosheng's smiling facade couldn't be maintained any longer.
However, Jiang Moxi still clung tightly to the man's clothes, even though she knew the man's gaze could freeze people's hearts.
Because the cat was right in front of her.
With narrowed noble blue eyes, the man stared at her coldly.
At that moment, his chilling voice sounded in her ear, "Are you planning to spend the New Year on my leg?"
As he spoke, his presence seemed to gently stroke Jiang Moxi's ear, reminding her of his heavy breathing buried in her from last night.
She trembled suddenly but managed to remain composed, turning her head back to Fu Youhan and saying, "I will leave after the Qingming Festival. As long as the cat is still here, I won't go down."
In the midst of Fu Youhan's mind being disturbed by the cherry blossom fragrance, the image of a young boy immediately emerged.
That young boy was fearless in most situations, unafraid of anything, but just like Jiang Moxi, he was afraid of furry little creatures.
Lost in his thoughts, he once again forgot to push Jiang Moxi away.
Jiang Weiwei quickly picked up the cat and said to Jiang Moxi, "I caught the cat. Don't be afraid."
Fu Yiming's eyes turned cold as he finally spoke to Jiang Moxi.
"Jiang Moxi, get down from there. If anything happens to my uncle, I will make sure you regret it."
Seeing that the cat was behaving in Jiang Weiwei's arms, Jiang Moxi finally got off Fu Youhan's legs.
"Sorry, Third Master. I'm afraid of cats, and that's why I bumped into you," Jiang Guosheng apologized quickly.
Yu Man scolded Jiang Moxi sharply, "Even if you are scared, you can't run to the seniors like that! Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? What if you hurt Third Master?"
Although this man was no longer in control of the Fu family, no one could forget his iron-fisted rule from the past, and everyone was afraid of offending him.
Fu Yiming also stared angrily at Jiang Moxi and asked, "Uncle, are you okay?"
This ugly creature seemed to cause more trouble than she was worth!
Even when he brought the senior of the Fu family to visit, she still managed to mess things up.
Luckily, their engagement had been canceled; otherwise, he would be even more frustrated right now.
"Uncle, would you like to go to the hospital for a check-up? Just to make sure you didn't get injured anywhere?" Jiang Weiwei spoke up just in time.
Fu Youhan glanced at Jiang Moxi and saw her looking down, seemingly aware of her mistake but daring to do it again, looking more like that young boy.
Although he understood that she was ultimately not that young boy, the anger in his heart somehow disappeared.
"Forget it. It didn't hurt me!"
As soon as his words fell, everyone else also felt relieved.
They quickly scolded Jiang Moxi again before politely welcoming Fu Youhan into their home.
Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Moxi retreated to her room. She spent some time on the computer, nibbled on a few biscuits, and then headed to the bathroom to wash off the residue from last night. Once done, she left the house once more.
But not long after she walked, a luxury car slowly approached Jiang Moxi.
When the backseat window rolled down, Jiang Moxi saw Fu Youhan's almost perfect profile.
"Uncle?"
"Transportation is not convenient here, so I'll give you a ride."
The man glanced at her with the usual cold expression.
Jiang Moxi thought about how she hadn't apologized to him earlier, so she got into the car.
As the car began to move forward, Jiang Moxi apologized, "Uncle, I'm sorry about earlier. I'm quite afraid of cats, but the more you ignore them, the more they challenge you."
"So you're saying the fault lies with the cat?" The man gently touched the prayer beads on his wrist, his deep voice sending chills down her spine.
Jiang Moxi tried to explain, forcing herself to say, "Of course, I should take half of the blame."
"Smooth talker!" The man glanced at her with a powerful and chilling aura.
Jiang Moxi was left speechless.
She regretted apologizing to him.
But then, the man asked, "What shampoo do you use?"
His nose still carried the lingering scent of her cherry blossoms.
The closer he got, the more she felt his presence resembled that of the woman from last night.
Jiang Moxi didn't expect Fu Youhan to inquire about such a topic. Surprised, she turned her head, meeting his deep and inscrutable black eyes.
Hastily, Jiang Moxi averted her face. "My shampoo is a popular brand, probably used by many people."
"Is that so?" The man turned back to observe her.
His eyes seemed limitless, engulfed in darkness, casting an oppressive atmosphere that permeated the entire car. "So, where were you last night?"