Chapter 449: Uncle Explodes: This Fellow Is Presumptuous
Chapter 449: Uncle Explodes: This Fellow Is Presumptuous
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Old Fu residence…
When Qiao Xiyan stopped the car, his gaze landed on the cold breakfast in the front passenger seat. His eyes narrowed again. When he got out of the car, the cold winter wind blew, and the chill seeped into his marrow.
"Welcome, Xiyan. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. Where’s Wanwan?" Old Master Fu was standing in the courtyard exercising. Even though his 80th birthday was over, he was still hale and hearty. Watching Qiao Xiyan coming over, he stretched his legs slightly. "Quickly come in with me."
He walked straight into the house and didn’t forget to tell Old Madam Fu that someone was here.
Qiao Xiyan opened his mouth, clenched his fists, and held his breath. He was in a dilemma.
He had been thinking about a lot of things along the way, especially the bits and pieces he remembered about Fu Chen and Song Fengwan.
There had always been rumors about how Fu Chen looked kind on the outside but was ruthless on the inside. He had also told Song Fengwan not to provoke him, but he had never expected Fu Chen to treat him well and even be polite to him. Now that he thought about it, he must have been thinking about his cousin a long time ago.
When Qiao Xiyan thought of how he had personally sent Song Fengwan to his house, his face turned green.
"Welcome, Xiyan. Come in quickly. Why are you standing at the door?" Old Madam Fu came out to greet him.
After Yu Manxi was discharged from the hospital and recovered, Dai Yunqing had already returned. At this moment, there were only the two elders living in the old residence.
"Okay." Qiao Xiyan nodded. He really didn’t know how to tell the Fu family about this.
When he entered the house, Qiao Wangbei was sitting in front of a table, polishing a piece of black jade in his hand. Seeing him coming over, he looked behind him. "Where’s Wanwan? Didn’t you go pick her up?"
The bright carving knife in his hand seemed even colder in the winter.
"She…" Qiao Xiyan wasn’t good at lying. Moreover, it was such a big matter, so his tone was hesitant.
"Is this girl still not awake? Did she play too late last night?" Qiao Wangbei chuckled.
Qiao Xiyan pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. At this moment, his phone vibrated again…
It was Hu Xinyue, Song Fengwan’s roommate.
He hesitated for a moment before going out to answer the call.
"It’s such a cold day. Why does he have to answer the call outside?" Old Madam Fu chuckled. "Wangbei, stop working on that. Hurry up and come eat."
"Okay." Qiao Wangbei’s hands were itching every day without sharpening his knives.
He tidied up the dust and debris on the table and prepared to throw them out.
"Don’t do it anymore. I’ll get someone to clean it later." Old Madam Fu smiled.
"It’s fine." There was inevitably a lot of debris from carving jade, making it a little dirty. Qiao Xiyan used a small brush to tidy up the dust and threw it away. From outside the window, he saw Qiao Xiyan smoking again and frowned slightly.
This kid is still young. Why is he so addicted to smoking?!
Smoking so early in the morning!
He frowned slightly and walked out. At the same time, he wanted to call him into the house to eat…
"… Thank you for caring about her. She hasn’t returned to the dormitory yet, has she?
"One more thing. Please do me a favor and don’t mention it to her yet that I know about her relationship.
"Okay. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up first."
Earlier, Hu Xinyue had been unable to contact Song Fengwan. When she thought of Fu Chen and Song Fengwan’s relationship, she was really a little worried. She had called Qiao Xiyan again, wanting to say that their relationship was very good and that she didn’t intend to hide it from her family.
She should have said these words just now, but she had been so frightened that she forgot about it.
Qiao Xiyan raised his hand to flick the cigarette ash away. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes, which were as deep as the sea, seemed to be covered in layers of icicles, cold and sharp.
It was really difficult for him to talk about this matter. Even now, he didn’t know how to face Song Fengwan.
He raised his hand and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, feeling angry and annoyed.
How f*cking aggrieved!
If he didn’t know about this matter, it would have been fine. But how should he deal with it now? He didn’t know how to mention it to his elders… He sighed and turned around to enter the house. He was almost scared out of his wits by the
"Dad…"
At this moment, Qiao Wangbei was holding a cloth in one hand and a carving knife in the other. He was wiping the handle of the knife carefully. His thin face, which made people feel that he was cold and mean, exuded a chill.
"You just said that Wanwan didn’t return to the dormitory? She didn’t return all night?"
"Dad, this matter…" Qiao Xiyan was also shocked by this matter, and he was full of thoughts. When Qiao Wangbei came out, it wasn’t that he didn’t make a sound. It was just that he was too distracted and didn’t notice.
"Is that why you didn’t pick her up?" Qiao Wangbei’s eyes were cold. "Actually, she’s already in university, so it’s normal for her to fall in love.
"I’m not against her dating either. After all, she’s old enough.
"Who doesn’t want to date in university?"
Qiao Wangbei’s tone was calm, but Qiao Xiyan knew his father too well. This was definitely the calm before the storm.
They had been in the capital for a long time, but Song Fengwan had been hiding it all along. He was definitely feeling uncomfortable. Most importantly, she didn’t return the entire night…
When elders heard something like this, no one felt comfortable.
"Tell me. Who is that kid?" Qiao Wangbei kept smiling at him.
Qiao Xiyan felt a chill run down his spine. "Dad…"
"You should know, right?" The father and son had always relied on each other and knew each other too well.
"Actually, this matter…"
"Let’s leave at noon. I’ll treat that kid to a meal." Qiao Wangbei suddenly raised the carving knife in his hand. Facing the morning sun, the edge of the knife shone with a piercing cold light. "I have to thank him for taking care of Wanwan for the entire night, right?"
Qiao Xiyan took a deep breath. "Dad…"
"Why don’t you call Wanwan directly and ask her to bring that kid out so that I can meet him?" When parents found out that their children were in relationships, they would definitely want to see who their partners were.
Moreover, Song Fengwan was a girl. Qiao Wangbei was afraid that she would suffer a disadvantage if she met someone improper.
"If you don’t call, then I will!" Qiao Wangbei narrowed his eyes.
At his age, he was a little conservative after all. Dating wasn’t a big deal. But if she stayed out all night, she had most likely had sex. How could Qiao Wangbei not be anxious?
"I want to see that kid…"
Who the f*ck is it?!
Even if Song Fengwan knew him as soon as she came to the capital to study, it had only been two months. The development was too fast.
"Dad, this isn’t what you think."
"Why? Can’t I see that kid?" Qiao Wangbei sneered.
Qiao Xiyan walked over. "Dad, what do you think of Fu Chen?"
"Why are you asking me about him now?" Qiao Wangbei was speechless. "He’s definitely not bad. At his age, his family background, talents, and abilities are all top-notch."
He was also capable of starting a company. Most importantly, he could get along with him.
Qiao Wangbei had already regarded him as a confidante.
"Dad, you have to calm down about what I’m about to tell you."
"I’m very calm! Really!" Qiao Wangbei chuckled and gripped the knife in his hand tightly. He was really calm now.
"Okay, then give me the knife."
Qiao Xiyan fought with him for a long time before holding the carving knife in his hand.
He knew very well that his father had a short temper. If he didn’t give an explanation today, his father wouldn’t give up. Song Fengwan couldn’t possibly find someone to replace Fu Chen at the last minute.
A man like his father would absolutely scare the kid speechless with a few questions.
When he saw that this kid didn’t know anything about Song Fengwan or that what the two of them said was full of loopholes, he would definitely tear him apart at the dining table.
"Dad, what I’m about to tell you might be a little stimulating."
"Heh, I’m almost fifty years old. What haven’t I seen before? What else can stimulate me?"
"That person…" Qiao Xiyan hesitated before saying two words.
"Fu Chen!"
Qiao Wangbei was stunned for a few seconds. Then he suddenly reached into Qiao Xiyan’s pocket, took out a cigarette and lighter, lit it, and took a big puff.
His fingers were trembling a little, and he seemed to have yet to return to his senses. He just felt that he had made a good friend despite the age difference, but this friend suddenly became his nephew-in-law.
"Xiyan…"
"Dad, I just found out about this too."
"Why is your cigarette so hard to smoke?!" Qiao Wangbei took two puffs and threw the cigarette butt away.
"Dad…"
"Where are they now? Which hotel?"
"They shouldn’t be at a hotel. They’re hiding it in the first place. Going to the hotel is too ostentatious."
"At his house?" Qiao Wangbei looked at him.
Qiao Xiyan didn’t say anything.
"Say, why do you think he often went out with me?
"There’s indeed no such thing as doing good for no reason in this world.
"This brat hid it from us. What do you think he was thinking at the time? What were he and Wanwan doing?"
Qiao Xiyan coughed. What else can a man and a woman do when they’re alone?!
"Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and take me there!" Qiao Wangbei gritted his teeth. "This fellow is definitely being presumptuous right now!"