Xun Rangchu realized something was amiss and withdrew his smile to ask, "Has something happened?"
Fu Yanlin seemed casual as he fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, yet his eyes were filled with hatred, "Someone is trying to harm Asheng."
"Who's got a death wish to lay a hand on your wife?" Xun Rangchu said in shock.
Wen Sheng was the precious darling of old dog Fu, treasured in the palm of his hand for fear of falling and kept in the mouth for fear of melting away.
Living as long as he had, Xun Rangchu had never seen someone as foolishly in love as Fu Yanlin, a man who would risk his very life for a woman.
Targeting Wen Sheng was akin to placing a knife at Fu Yanlin's throat.
Only then did Song Yu'en realize, with hindsight, that Fu Yanlin's unusual behavior today was because someone had targeted Wen Sheng, "Could it be that Chairman Fu is planning to show you some color because of the annulment incident?"
