s back in. "Are you alright"Mu Xing's entire face bumped into the man's solid muscles. Her nose was the worst hit. She touched her sour nose, got out of Fu Lingxiao's arms, and looked up at the man, "...As soon as the convoy entered the capital, Fu Lingxiao received a call from Uncle Wu.

"Young Master, it's bad news! Just now Butler Liu called, saying that Old Madam has been kneeling in the ancestral hall since last night and won't get up no matter how we try to persuade her!"

Hearing Wu Guanyin's hurried voice, Fu Lingxiao's deep and unfathomable eyes fluctuated slightly, "I know."

Then, he hung up the phone and instructed the driver, "Go to the old house."

Two hours later, the convoy stopped in front of Fu's ancestral home.

Yun Tuo accompanied Mr. Fu to the ancestral hall.

When Liu, the steward, saw him coming from the entrance of the ancestral hall, he hurried over, his expression anxious. “Young master, you’re finally here! The old madam is still kneeling inside! You’d better go in and persuade her quickly!”

Fu Lingxiao pushed the door open and walked in, the door behind him slowly closing.

In the vast ancestral hall, in the center on the offering table, there is a spirit tablet for the ancestors of the Fu family.

The candle flame flickered wildly.

Mrs. Fu was kneeling before the altar, haggard and frail. Her eyes were tightly shut, her fingertips nervously twisting a rosary bead. Her back, which had once been straight, now seemed hunched and stooped, as if she had aged overnight.

Fu Lingxiao walked behind Fu Lao, and spoke expressionlessly: "Grandma, there's no need to do this. After I die, I will go to them and apologize."

Lady Fu remained utterly still, not uttering a single word.

Fu Ling's eyelashes, like crow feathers, fluttered. His dark eyes were hollow and calm, with a faint glimmer reflecting the candlelight.

"Grandma, no matter how long you want to kneel, I will kneel with you."

Then, he knelt down, bringing both knees to the ground.

Mrs. Fu's fingers paused, her rosary beads clutched tightly. She remained silent, a tear tracing its way down the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes...

Outside the ancestral hall.

Butler Liu waited impatiently for the young master to coax his grandmother out, pacing back and forth in worry.

Yun Tuo was more anxious than her.

Grandfather Fu hasn't taken in any nourishment for two days. This trip to Haicheng, back and forth, he was still handling group affairs on the road and didn't get any rest at all.

He originally thought that returning to the capital and Fu's residence would allow him to rest properly, but he ended up back at the old house. He wasn't sure what was going on inside, and he worried about whether Master Fu could even hold on.

It's a pity that the ancestral hall doesn't allow outsiders in. He worried, but could only wait.

I waited until the evening.

Liu the Butler stood at the door wiping his eyes anxiously, persuading Madam Fu to come out.

Yun Tuo was completely unable to wait any longer, but he couldn't just rush into the ancestral hall and knock out Master Fu before taking him away.

After pondering for a moment with furrowed brows, he made up his mind and strode out of the old house. Disregarding Fu Ye's final orders once more, he pulled out his phone to call Mu Xing.

Now, only the little cutie can save Master Fu!

The moment the phone was answered, he frantically exclaimed, "Miss Gu! Please hurry to the Fu family's ancestral home and save Master Fu!"

At this time, Mu Xing was holding a glass of red wine just as she walked onto the balcony. Hearing this, her indifferent brow furrowed, "What's wrong with him again"

Yun Tuo's voice was grave, "Master Fu went into the ancestral hall this morning and hasn't come out since. He hasn't eaten or slept in two days, Miss Gu, please come quickly. I'm afraid Master Fu won't hold on much longer."

Mu Xing fell silent for a moment, then asked him: "Before you met me, how did you handle similar situations"

Yun Tuo didn't react, wondering why she asked that. He honestly replied, "Wait until Mr. Fu can't hold on anymore and faints, then call a doctor to treat him."

"Then, process it the same way as before."

“...”

Yuntuo's lips twitched, and he forced a pained expression. "Miss Gu, please don't joke around. I really beg you, only you can persuade Master Fu."

The next second, a cold voice rang out: "Kind words are hard to persuade the damned ghosts, and compassion does not save those who cut themselves off from others."

Yun Tuo wanted to say something more, but the phone had already been hung up.

Mu Xing Xiaocuai, isn't this ignoring Mr. Fu...

Fearing she would dislike him, he didn't call again. But at the moment, he had no other choice but to return to the entrance of the ancestral hall and wait.

And here, Mu Xing hung up the phone and sat in a swing chair.

Under the light, her face was as white as jade, with a hint of melancholy. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly restless, holding a crystal goblet to her lips.

The scarlet liquid swirled in her eyes, stirring a strange unease within him.

The moment the red wine reached her lips, she suddenly put down the crystal goblet and abruptly got up.

After a few minutes, the engine roared and the red supercar shot out of the villa gates like a wild horse unleashed...

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The Fu family's old house.

The medical team is on standby outside the ancestral hall.

Yun Tuo was concentrating, listening to the sounds from inside the ancestral hall. Suddenly, a series of crisp footsteps echoed through.

He turned to the sound and saw a graceful figure.

The girl had a delicate and cold face, her long black hair casually tied up.

A form-fitting, exquisitely tailored deep blue suspender dress, with a fishtail design that resembled a slit, swayed gracefully as she walked. In the light, the half-translucent glimmer resembling a starry river became her backdrop.

Her beauty was striking and inescapable.

"Miss Gu!"

Yun Tuo was both surprised and unexpected. Xiao Ai's attitude back then was so cold, he thought she really wouldn't care about Grandpa Fu this time.

Actually, Mu Xing didn't really want to bother with Fu Lingxiao either. If he loved to die so much, let him do it.

But her body had its own ideas, and she couldn't control it.

Mu Xingchen walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall with a composed expression, lightly knocked three times, and then pushed open the door and walked in. At a glance, she saw a man kneeling on the ground, his thin body trembling uncontrollably, but his back was still straight.

Like a sharp blade amidst a raging storm, unyielding and steadfast.

In that instant when she stepped into the ancestral hall, she clearly saw the man's shoulders tense suddenly, his thin back inexplicably becoming sharp and fierce.

Mù Xīng couldn't see the man's face, but she could imagine it, that sharply defined pale face, must be gloomy at this moment, with a coldness of disdain.

He was always like that when he was awake.

Mu Xing retracted her usual languid posture, strode over to the man's side with heavy steps, and looked down at him condescendingly. Her red lips parted slightly: "Are you done kneeling"

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes, the hand placed aside clenched little by little, "Get out! My business doesn't concern you."

This crazy man, I really want to poison him silent!

Mu Xing's red lips curled into a thin line, and a trace of anger flashed between her brows. She didn't bother arguing with him, her beautiful eyes turned to Mrs. Fu who knelt before the man.

"I forced my way into the ancestral hall and I apologize to the old woman. Your family affairs are none of my concern, but Fu Lingxiao, I have to take him away. I hope the old woman won't punish herself too much and treat herself well."

She fell silent, then leaned down and took the man's arm in her hand, winding it around her neck.

A faint fragrance wafted over, Fu Lingxiao's heart constricted, and he hurriedly coldly rebuked: "Don't touch me!"

But his resistance could only go so far.

By the time she returned to his side again, he could no longer push her away.

Mu Xing completely ignored the man's indifferent and callous verbal resistance. With her other hand, she encircled his slender waist, directly propping him up to stand.

Fu Lingxiao had already knelt until his body was numb, his knees stiff.

Startled by her sudden support, his tall frame lurched, nearly causing him to kneel again.

Mu Xing immediately grabbed his waist, pressing his weight against her. Her slender body supported the tall man, half-dragging him out of the ancestral hall.

When Yun Tuo saw them come out, he immediately stepped forward to support Fu Ye, easing Mu Xing's burden. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh: To deal with Fu Ye, one still has to be the little cutie!

The ultimate, adorable and fiercely skilled fighter of Grand Master Fu.r Wu and the servants were gathered in the living room, with the servants chattering excitedly about the reasons behind their little treasure's sudden move and ways to keep her.Wu Guanjia was staring...