CHAPTER 382: CHAPTER 382

Old Master Fu’s words made everyone at the dinner table, except Jiang Moxi, look toward Fu Youhan.

Man was slowly eating his meal, yet no matter how you looked at him, he appeared handsome and extraordinary, with a natural kingly aura that even Old Master Fu couldn’t suppress.

Being stared at by everyone, Fu Youhan put down his chopsticks and gracefully wiped the corner of his lips.

"I have been doing rehabilitation for a while, but I thought it was ineffective, so I didn’t mention it," Fu Youhan said, his deep and captivating face showing no superfluous expression.

Fu Youhan blurred the timeline, but Old Master Fu did not believe him, continuing to ask, "Why didn’t you turn to Wangning for rehabilitation? You know, she learned Chinese medicine because of you."

Fu Wangning also looked at Fu Youhan, her gaze filled with undisguised love and curiosity.

Indeed, Fu Wangning also wanted to know why Fu Youhan never wanted to accept her treatment.

But Fu Youhan didn’t look at her; instead, he tenderly turned to Jiang Moxi beside him and said, "Now that I’m with Moxi, I don’t want to be involved with anyone else."

That sentence felt like a cold bucket of water poured over Fu Wangning.

So, did Fu Youhan not bear to make Jiang Moxi jealous, even preferring to give up treatment?

Fu Wangning felt particularly infuriated, truly unable to understand what was so special about Jiang Moxi, who was good for nothing, to be so cherished by Fu Youhan?

On the other hand, Old Master Fu obviously didn’t believe Fu Youhan’s nonsense.

He even suspected that the car accident and explosion in the past didn’t injure Fu Youhan’s legs at all!

Fu Youhan must have known something, thus planning something behind his back.

Damn it, the people he sent to investigate Fu Youhan hadn’t reported back yet.

Therefore, Old Master Fu could only hold off, even though he and Fu Youhan were already at loggerheads.

Old Master Fu soon put down his chopsticks, urged Jiang Moxi to eat slowly, and then got up and left.

The Fu Yiming family also scraped some food together quickly and then said they had important matters to attend to.

Su Jingping scolded them, and after dinner, she took Jiang Moxi to her room.

"Moxi, you’ve seen our Fu family’s atmosphere tonight. But in fact, that’s their normal way of interacting."

Jiang Moxi nodded, "It’s okay, I don’t mind."

Actually, the atmosphere in the Jiang family was even worse, so she was already used to it.

But what she did not expect was that Su Jingping placed a jade bracelet on her wrist.

Jiang Moxi looked down and saw it was an old pit imperial green jade bracelet, translucent and flawless, a rare perfect piece that came once in a thousand years; she hastily tried to take it off.

"Aunt, this is too precious, I can’t accept it!"

But Su Jingping stopped her.

"This was left by Youhan’s grandmother. When I married into the Fu family, his grandmother placed the bracelet on my wrist. Now that you are going to marry Youhan, it’s time for me to pass the bracelet onto you."

Jiang Moxi furrowed her brow.

So the bracelet was an old relic, also an acknowledgment of the status as Fu family’s daughter-in-law?

Then why didn’t Su Jingping pass it to Ling Yinan or Fu Yiming’s mother, but gave it to her instead?

Seeing Jiang Moxi’s confusion, Su Jingping just smiled and said, "You’ll understand in the future."

Then Su Jingping held Jiang Moxi’s hand, talking about many fun stories from Fu Youhan’s childhood, as well as the hardships he faced when he dominated Wall Street back in the day.

Finally, Su Jingping said, "Youhan is very smart, but he also easily plunges into extremes. I was worried before, that after I’m gone, no one will be able to control him, but I’m thankful you are here."

"Aunt, you will live a long, hundred-year life, don’t say such unlucky things."

Su Jingping smiled, "Even if I live a hundred years, that day will come eventually. So, I hope you can stay by Youhan’s side, guide him well, and not let him stray..."

Jiang Moxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

After chatting with Su Jingping for a while, Jiang Moxi went out to find Fu Youhan.

Unfortunately, Fu Youhan was not in the living room.

As Jiang Moxi was looking around, the butler appeared.

"Miss Jiang, Third Young Master and Miss Wangning are in the yard."

Jiang Moxi looked at the butler, her eyes slightly squinting.

This butler had been quietly sizing her up since she came in.

And it was not just a casual once-over, but rather a thorough up-and-down examination, almost as if trying to scan the thoughts in her head.

Moreover, Jiang Moxi could also feel that this butler seemed to have an inexplicable hostility towards her.

However, Jiang Moxi did not take it to heart.

People who harbored hostility towards her were dime a dozen in this world; a butler was hardly significant enough to rank.

Jiang Moxi nodded in response and headed for the yard on her own.

Unbeknownst to her, the butler watched her departing figure with a prolonged and meaningful gaze...

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In the yard, Fu Youhan and Fu Wangning were chatting by the small pond, looking at the lotuses.

Fu Wangning sighed, "Brother Han, it’s almost time for your wedding. I remember the first time I entered the Fu Family, Old Master Fu told me to always stick by your side and become your wise partner..."

Fu Wangning mentioned this not just to remind Fu Youhan of her currently awkward situation and status.

But Fu Youhan said, "Wangning, times have changed; such marriages are inadvisable now, and you too have the freedom to choose."

Fu Wangning shook her head, "It’s not that I blame you, Brother Han. Of course, I wish I had the freedom to choose too. But I fear... old Master Fu..."

At this stage, Fu Wangning began to cry and threw herself into Fu Youhan’s arms.

Fu Youhan tried to push her away, but Fu Wangning was weeping heartbrokenly.

"Brother Han, what if he arranges for me to marry some old and ugly man? What should I do?"

"That won’t happen, trust me," Fu Youhan also understood the hesitation Fu Wangning felt, so he comforted her with a few words.

But at that moment, Jiang Moxi’s cool voice came through: "What are you doing here?"

As they turned around, they saw Jiang Moxi standing not far away.

Under the dim light of the yard, Jiang Moxi’s facial features became even more strikingly attractive and profound, but her eyes, clear as glass, also seemed shadowed.

In an instant, Fu Youhan pushed Fu Wangning far away from him, nearly causing her to fall to the ground.

Without another glance at her, he walked straight over to Jiang Moxi.

"Xixi, don’t get the wrong idea! Wangning was crying, she just ran over here. I haven’t had the chance to push her away!" Fu Youhan not only approached, but also hastily tried to grab Jiang Moxi’s hand.

His voice lowered, filled with obvious flattery and an affection Fu Wangning had never felt from him.

What Fu Wangning couldn’t bear the most was Fu Youhan’s eagerness to disassociate from her, his evident fear that Jiang Moxi might misunderstand their relationship.

At that moment, Fu Wangning felt as though her heart had been ripped open with a huge gash.

And the indifferent look from Jiang Moxi, along with her saying, "I trust you! I plan to personally deliver the wedding invitations to Aunt Suchen. If you’re not busy, let’s go now",

Felt like salt being rubbed into her wounds.

Fu Youhan was actually quite concerned about Jiang Moxi getting angry, considering previously even minimal physical contact with Wen You had infuriated Jiang Moxi to the brink of leaving him.

This time, having been hugged directly by Fu Wangning, he was even more worried that Jiang Moxi would explode in anger.

However, after observing Jiang Moxi’s expression several times, he did not see any real signs of anger and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite cookies; when they’re ready, we can pack them up, and I’ll take you to Aunt Suchen."

Saying so, Fu Youhan wrapped his arm around Jiang Moxi and left the yard, never looking back at Fu Wangning.

Fu Wangning watched the scene of the two of them holding hands and leaving, her eyes turning bloodshot and crimson, like a demon emerged from hell...