Su Mu stole a glance at Fu Shinian, always feeling that he wouldn't think that way; he didn't care that much about her. However, Fu Shinian offered no response, merely looking at Qiao Yu indifferently, without offering any explanation.
Qiao Yu understood Fu Shinian too well and couldn't help but feel angry:
"Fu Shinian, I'm a fucking doctor! In my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women, only patients and healthy people. Can you not interpret my work with your filthy thoughts? Don't think that just because we grew up together, I won't get angry with you."
Fu Shinian, "So you're saying, you might end up with a man in the future? Because you can't tell the difference between men and women."
Qiao Yu, "..."
In the end, it was Su Mu who stepped in to smooth things over:
"Qiao Yu, there's nothing wrong with me, Auntie Lin helped me check when I was cleaning just now."
"Sure? If something happens to you after I walk out that door, I won't take responsibility, you know?"
Su Mu smiled, "Sure, I'm really fine."
While Qiao Yu was treating Su Mu's wounds, Ji Nanfeng made a call. Fu Shinian glanced at Su Mu, who bore the pain, and took the phone to the balcony. Ji Nanfeng on the other end was very direct:
"We've caught him."
"Where is he now?"
"I'm at Juese, the guy is locked up in the warehouse. You coming over?"
Fu Shinian replied, "I'll be there in a bit."
"Alright, waiting for you."
When he returned to the room, Su Mu was sweating profusely from the pain. Qiao Yu was earnestly treating the wounds on Su Mu's foot, which had many tiny wooden splinters and pebbles embedded in it, some deep in the flesh, requiring meticulous cleaning. Fu Shinian had no intention of approaching; he felt Su Mu should learn a lesson from today's events. But when he looked up and saw Su Mu looking at him pitifully yet with great anticipation, he couldn't help but step over, extending his hand for her to hold.
Tightly.
Qiao Yu glanced up at the two of them and gave a small smile.
After treating the wounds and administering an anti-inflammatory drip, Fu Shinian instructed Auntie Lin to take care of her and walked toward the door, picking up his coat. Su Mu called out to him unconsciously:
"Shinian, are you going out?"
"You've already delayed me quite a lot today. What? Expecting me to stay with you all night?"
Su Mu looked at him for a few seconds, then gently shook her head:
"No, just be safe."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Su Shiyue was incessantly dialing a phone number, but it kept going unanswered. Just as she picked up her car keys with the intention of going to check, someone stopped her:
"Really can't hold your horses, what's the rush? If he's succeeded, he's probably busy handling it right now. Who has the time to answer your calls?"
Su Shiyue pondered for a moment and feeling there was some sense in that, put the keys down and sat back down:
"I just hope that bitch gets what's coming to her soon."
The other person gave a faint smile:
"It's just a matter of sooner or later, no need to rush."
When Fu Shinian and Qiao Yu arrived at Juese, the manager personally led them to the private room where Ji Nanfeng was. Ji Nanfeng wasn't lonely; to his left was a sexy, busty woman with long hair, and to his right, a youthful schoolgirl in uniform. This stark and contradictory contrast made Qiao Yu roll his eyes:
"You're sick in the head, aren't you?"
Fu Shinian, on the other hand, nonchalantly seated himself on the other side of the sofa:
"Next time I see you, will there be a ladyboy in your arms?"
Ji Nanfeng, "... A dog can't spit out ivory."
"Your mouth certainly can, no doubt about that."
Ji Nanfeng, "..."
When Qiao Yu also sat down, Ji Nanfeng had the two women leave, as they were only there to pass the time. Now he picked up a cigarette and lighter from the low table, lighted one, and puffed away. Gazing at Fu Shinian through the smoke, he asked:
"What's the situation today? Which petty thief got the guts to mess with you?"
"Bring the guy up here."
Ji Nanfeng made a direct call, no nonsense, "Bring the person up."
As Qiao Yu toyed with a piece of fruit in his hand, he glanced at Fu Shinian and laughed:
"Although Su Mu got hurt and suffered today, I also saw clearly that you're not heartless towards her. You can't stand to see her hurt, can you? It bothers you to see her in pain."
Fu Shinian leaned lazily against the back of the couch, flicking a golden lighter in his hand, and looking at Qiao Yu, he chuckled:
"You're not suited to be a doctor, more fitting for a screenwriter or something. Which eye of yours saw me having feelings for Su Mu? Not to mention she's currently my wife, Fu Shinian's wife. Even if I had a pet, wouldn't you have to consider the owner before you beat the dog? Every injury Su Mu suffered today, isn't that the same as people flaunting their power over me? If I put up with this, my reputation in Shen City is as good as gone."
"Fine, whatever you say. I won't argue with you. But I'm just waiting to see if there'll be a day when your face gets slapped. Otherwise, the stuff you've been doing lately should be enough to get you killed."
Ji Nanfeng, understanding what had happened, asked casually:
"Su Mu's alright, right?"
Just as Qiao Yu was about to answer, Fu Shinian cut in first: "She won't die."
Qiao Yu, "..."
When the man was shoved into the private room, bound and stumbling to the floor, Fu Shinian glanced over. A man in his forties, his eyes continually surveyed the three people in the room, clearly one of those who lived an idle life outside of society.
Ji Nanfeng raised his hand to have someone remove the tape from his mouth and pointed at the man opposite him, Fu Shinian:
"Do you know who he is?"
The man nodded carefully, "Mr. Fu."
In Shen City, he was a figure known to all, and even if this man belonged to the lowest stratum of society, he still knew the name Fu Shinian.
"Do you know who the woman you messed with today is?"
The man shook his head: "I don't know."
Fu Shinian: "My woman."
The man on the ground stiffened upon hearing these words and only after a moment did he remember to plead:
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, I really... really didn't know she was related to you, if I had known she was someone by your side, even if you lent me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare..."
Ji Nanfeng leaned on the sofa and gave a light laugh:
"That sounds quite honest."
Fu Shinian: "Who paid you?"
At these words, Qiao Yu and Ji Nanfeng were both taken aback. In their minds, although Su Mu encountered a petty thief today, they only saw it as random, knowing that not many in Shen City were aware that Su Mu was Fu Shinian's wife; they could count on their fingers those who knew, so they presumed it would not be due to something from Fu Shinian's side. However, Fu Shinian's words clearly suggested that the matter was not as simple as they thought.
The man dressed in black standing at the door stepped forward and handed a cell phone to Fu Shinian:
"Mr. Fu, this man's phone has been ringing nonstop since we brought him here, always from the same number. To avoid alerting the enemy, we didn't pick up."
Fu Shinian took the phone and saw 17 missed calls. He glanced at the man and dialed back. The call was quickly answered, but he had never expected to hear a familiar voice:
"You're only calling back now, have you succeeded? I told you before that she is a beauty, but you took quite a long time. Send me the video and photos later, and I'll transfer the rest of the payment to your account."
Fu Shinian's face was grim, and he did not speak.
"I'm talking to you, give me a sign... Hello, did you hear what I said? You..."
"Su Shiyue." Fu Shinian interrupted her incessant babble in a cold voice, "Who gave you the audacity?"
"... Brother? Why is it you? How did you find out?"
"Stay home and don't move, I'll come back and settle accounts with you! If you dare to run, you can try your luck with the consequences."
"Brother..."
Before Su Shiyue could finish speaking, Fu Shinian on the other end had already hung up the phone, then furiously slammed the phone down on the man, ordering:
"Take him down. I want both of his hands."
"Yes."
The man looked at Fu Shinian in horror. His pleas for mercy were not yet uttered when his mouth was wrapped in tape again, but he still mumbled hopelessly. Unfortunately, Fu Shinian had not given him another glance from the beginning to the end...
When the private room returned to silence, Ji Nanfeng was the first to speak, his tone disbelieving:
"What's the situation? How did Shiyue get involved? Is this person found by Shiyue? But why?"
Qiao Yu: "Ever since you married, Su Mu and Shiyue haven't gotten along well, but I didn't think it was to this extent, right? Hiring such a person to deal with Su Mu, was it to drive her out of the Fu family?"
Fu Shinian stood up from his seat:
"I'm going home first."
The two said nothing, but nodded:
"Go back, first listen to what Shiyue has to say."
Fu Shinian reached the door and then paused, looking back at Ji Nanfeng, "The matter I asked you to look into, hurry it up."
"Alright."
After Fu Shinian left, Qiao Yu asked Ji Nanfeng:
"Look into what?"
"Qin Nianwan."
Qiao Yu frowned: "Does this matter involve Qin Nianwan?"
"Can't say for sure." Ji Nanfeng held a glass of red wine and leaned back into the sofa chair: "Su Mu and Shiyue's falling out isn't recent. Why act now, just when Qin Nianwan decided to return? Plus, considering the relationship between Shiyue and Qin Nianwan, it is hard not to believe she was instructing Shiyue to clear obstacles for her."
"We know Qin Nianwan too, she shouldn't be this kind of person."
"People change." Ji Nanfeng gave a light laugh: "Besides, it has been two years since we last met. If her return wasn't for Shinian, why bother to notify him at all?"
When the doorbell rang, Su Shiyue suddenly shivered, but she didn't dare not answer it. She knew Fu Shinian's temper all too well. She tremblingly went to open the door, and there Fu Shinian stood outside, dressed in black like the King of Hell returned to earth. Su Shiyue didn't even have the courage to greet him.
Fu Shinian gave her a blank look and stepped into the house. As the door closed, Su Shiyue instinctively stepped back:
"Brother, I..."
With a 'slap', the sound of Fu Shinian's hand striking Su Shiyue's face echoed. The slap was so heavy that Su Shiyue lost her balance and fell to the ground. She knew Fu Shinian would be angry, but she never thought he would hit her. He had never hit her from childhood until now.
She looked at him in disbelief, trying to say something, but then she saw Fu Shinian slowly squat down in front of her, his voice as cold as frost:
"Who taught you these dirty tricks?"
"No one taught me, it was just that I couldn't stand her lowly behavior anymore!" Su Shiyue no longer seemed afraid and looked straight at Fu Shinian, "What methods did she use to enter the Fu family, to marry you? You know better than anyone else. Grandma didn't even use her kidney in the end. Why should she keep occupying the position of Mrs. Fu? What gives her the right!"