Chapter 141: Chain Reaction
Shanghai City, Military Compound Fu Family.
The current head of the Fu Family in this generation, Fu Rong sat alone in the study room for a very, very long time.
From the time Yan Changrong and his wife were successively escorted away until now.
The stubble at his chin, after one night plus the entire day, had sprouted a layer of blue stubble, and the fresh red veins filled the entire sclera.
He sat upright with an expressionless face, a cold intent in his eyes like the final silence before a storm.
“Dong—”
The massive iron fist slammed heavily on the solid wood desk, the huge sound making even the glass window tremble.
“Tong Family, what a Tong Xuesen!”
“Ling ling ling~”
A burst of ringing interrupted his furious impulse to kill, as if anticipating something, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, the overwhelming hatred and trace of painful vulnerability that had leaked out before vanished in an instant, with no emotion remaining.
Fu Rong picked up the earpiece, his voice dark and laced with some ruthlessness, “Hello.”
“Old man, what’s going on with the Yan Family? What did you do?!”
Recognizing it was his youngest son’s voice, Fu Rong instantly dissipated the chill, but faced with his questioning, he was uncharacteristically stunned for a moment, his hand gripping the earpiece subconsciously tightening.
He had almost forgotten that Ming’er and Yan Qi were just like himself and the big fish and little carp…
“Say something! Old man, did you really do anything? The Fu Family didn’t do anything to wrong the Yan Family, right?!”
“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, don’t meddle in what you shouldn’t. Your task has always been to stay with him properly.”
“Old man, make it clear to me…”
“Ka—”
Hanging up the telephone, Fu Rong’s hand trembled slightly uncontrollably.
No one noticed this man in the darkness, with a will of steel who never shed tears even when bleeding.
His heart ached to the extreme yet he had to desperately clamp down and press the ‘wound’, painfully bringing tears streaming down his face.
“Ge cha~”
Hearing the movement at the door, Fu Rong quickly wiped his face, stood up, and only opened the locked room door after composing his expression.
His wife Ma Xiuzhen looked at him with red and swollen eyes, repeatedly asking, “I heard the telephone ring, did they say something again? Any news on Dan’er and Qianqian?”
“Xiuzhen, don’t get agitated, it was Ming’er’s call.”
He tightly held his wife’s unsteady body, his face hidden in the shadows filled with intense, inseparable killing intent.
Considering Ma Xiuzhen’s poor health and fearing further stimulus, Fu Rong chose not to tell her the truth, reassuring her again and coaxing her to drink milk laced with a calming secret medicine.
Watching her gradually fall into deep sleep yet still with furrowed brows, Fu Rong gently smoothed them with his thumb.
After one last look at his beloved, he took a black guy from the bedside cabinet, tucked it into his waist, and left home without looking back.
The personal guard waiting outside the gate said nothing more, closely following behind him.
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Gu City, outside the Nanmen Street post office.
Fu Jiaming, who walked out slowly with a dazed expression, sat beside Yan Bei, both silent, just staying that way quietly.
The atmosphere surrounding them was oppressively suffocating.
“Ning Bao Gai, what the hell is going on?”
Luo Shuangshuang, watching from the side, couldn’t help but feel alarmed, fearing that if she wasn’t careful, the two big men would go crazy and start fighting again.
This matter couldn’t be explained in a word or two, so Su Ning could only try to be concise, focusing on the key points to tell her.
After hearing the reason, Luo Shuangshuang looked at Yan Bei in shock, then turned to glance at her newly appointed partner.
After looking back and forth several times to digest it, she couldn’t help but urgently grab her friend’s hand, “This, what are we going to do?”
Patting the back of her hand, Su Ning lowered her eyes.
Actually, the most urgent thing for them right now was Yan Bei, since the Yan Family matter had already happened, and the Yan Family members were all en route to being sent down.
To overturn it and stage a splendid comeback wouldn’t happen overnight, perhaps two years, five years, or even until ten years after the darkness fully ends.
If they could preserve Yan Bei this ‘lone seedling’, it would be extremely beneficial whether for the Yan Family members currently in trouble or for those secretly plotting the reversal.
However, what they could think of, the people who secretly struck at the Yan Family were equally clear about and surely had laid traps in advance.
So, what kind of implication Yan Bei would face, or even if there was life-threatening danger, would be known by tomorrow at the latest.
Thus, they only had one night’s head start.
Of course, that was for ordinary people.
Thinking that due to her intervention, the course of events had already changed, Su Ning released Luo Shuangshuang’s hand and walked straight over.
Passing by Fu Jiaming, her steps paused; although friends, there was still distinction between men and women, and they had always kept a just-right distance, never having any physical contact?
Thinking of the person in the future glimpsed through Yan Bei, who only showed up at the critical moment on the day the Yan Family incident happened to testify, and never appeared again after.
As if thinking of something, her brows furrowed.
To be honest, she didn’t know much about the Fu Family, only hearing Fu Jiaming mention that the elders on both sides of the family were gone, and in his generation, there was one brother and one sister above him, three siblings.
And their fathers’ generation, Yan Ziyu, Yan Zijing, and Fu Rong’s generation, because of grandfather’s deathbed entrustment, Fu Rong practically grew up following behind Yan Ziyu in the Yan Family, their relationship so close the three could share one pair of pants.
It was said that even enlisting was because he didn’t want to separate from Yan Ziyu.
With this, let alone Yan Bei and Fu Jiaming being incredulous upon learning it, even she felt full of doubts.
Why did Fu Rong suddenly come forward to identify and bite back? Why, even until the Yan Family members successively had incidents, up to Yan Bei’s final perspective, had Fu Rong not appeared again?
“Fu Jiaming.”
Squatting down, Su Ning called out seriously while naturally patting his shoulder.
It felt like a long time but was only an instant; her pupils suddenly dilated in shock, and she quickly withdrew her hand, clenching it into a tight fist.
“Yan Bei, Fu Jiaming, stop acting half-dead, the situation is urgent, do you want to hear the news I just got?!”
“Yan Bei, Uncle Yan was plotted against and his leg is broken, we don’t know what awaits the others next or if there are more ruthless follow-ups.”
“Fu Jiaming, your dad was forced into it, he’s right in that person’s trap now, your brother and sister…”
“What?” “What!”
Her words were like a bomb thrown into deep water, the surging waves jolting the two awake.
In the blink of an eye, her arms were gripped hard from left and right by the two who had quickly stood up.
“Su Ning, tell me what happened to my brother and sister, what trap did the old man fall into?”
“Su Ning, my dad’s leg is broken? Is the injury serious? What about the others, any accidents?”
Understanding their agitated and anxious mood at this moment, even with the clear pain from her arms, Su Ning chose to ignore it.
The Yan Family members’ situation wasn’t critically urgent yet; temporarily changing their sent-down location and redeploying would take time.
But Fu Jiaming’s family…
Using the safety of children as leverage could only achieve a temporary goal; to prevent Fu Rong from turning back.
That person had no intention of keeping the promise; thinking of Fu Rong and the other two being tortured and killed one by one, Su Ning’s heart shuddered hard.
Shanghai City was ultimately too far, beyond reach; if not for that, with her space, she would risk it to save them immediately.
Although Peach Blossom Spring was magical, it obviously couldn’t carry her flying there.
She also couldn’t let the Zhang Family, Zhao Family, and Brother Xiao Qiao take risks with their lives to rescue.
“Uncle Yan’s leg can be cured with my secret medicine, as for those follow-ups we can discuss countermeasures later; the most urgent now is if you have any trusted manpower left in Shanghai City, hurry to the suburban land temple to save them!”
Any later and it would really be too late.
The two, regaining rationality, both associated the key point from her urgent words, no longer half-dead.
Exchanging a tacit glance, they simultaneously thought of one person and bolted toward the post office.
But it was already closing time, the post office’s gate was shut.
“Jiaming, let’s go to the nearest Neighborhood Committee!”
The bicycle sped away around the corner; Su Ning, left in place, went to the remaining bicycle that Fu Jiaming and the other had ridden over, “Xi You, let’s follow too.”
“Ah, okay!”
Luo Shuangshuang was stunned by these successive sudden events and took half a beat to react; hearing her, she subconsciously trotted over and hopped on the back seat.
“Ning Bao Gai, Uncle Fu they…”
Biting her lower lip, Su Ning pedaled hard on the bicycle, not knowing how to respond.
