CHAPTER 405: CHAPTER 405

Just as Fu Youhan was about to approach the residence, the butler noticed that he was not keeping up and quickly stepped forward to stop him when he saw him trying to get close to the house.

"Mr. Fu, this residence is where our young lady lives, it’s not a place where just anyone can barge in!"

The butler’s stern warning reminded Fu Youhan of what Ye Chen had previously said about the Feng Family’s adopted daughter being the family’s darling.

Thus, Fu Youhan had no choice but to stop in his tracks.

"Has your young lady been staying at home recently?"

He asked the butler, his dark pupils fixating on him without blinking.

The butler felt that this man, who looked extremely similar to Mr. Fu, had an even more powerful aura.

The instant he was stared at, the butler felt an overwhelming intimidation and a clear sense of authority coming from him.

Ordinary people being stared at with such a gaze for a few seconds would probably have already divulged all information about Miss Xi without hesitation.

But the butler was thankful that after so many years at the Feng family and having seen countless important figures, he could still handle such a situation.

After making eye contact with Fu Youhan for a moment, the butler said, "If the young lady isn’t staying at the Feng home, where else could she go?"

Fu Youhan stared at the butler and asked again, "What I meant was, has she left the Feng home recently?"

Had Miss Xi left the Feng home recently?

She had only just returned! And she was even carried back!

But the butler, clear on what could be said and what couldn’t, planned to skip this topic altogether.

However, Fu Youhan persisted, staring intently at him as if he would not rest until he got an answer.

For a moment, as the butler and Fu Youhan locked eyes, the butler broke into a cold sweat, almost losing his composure and spilling everything.

Fortunately, just then, Feng Yu’s voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Third Master Fu, what brings you to Emperor City?"

Feng Yu’s voice broke the standoff between Fu Youhan and the butler.

As Fu Youhan turned toward Feng Yu, the butler also breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Yu waved his hand, signaling the butler to leave first.

"Just passing through Emperor City, came to have a look," Fu Youhan responded to Feng Yu.

The gaze between the two men clashed in midair, causing the temperature of the entire courtyard to drop instantly, as if the air was about to freeze.

Feng Yu also slowly approached Fu Youhan.

Fu Youhan, always dressed in a black suit, stood tall with features as sharply defined as if sculpted, exuding a divine presence.

In contrast, Feng Yu was in a white casual suit, seeming calm and composed, but unable to hide the tumultuous storm in his eyes.

Both men, similarly distinguished in their appearance and charisma, appearing in the same scene, was truly a feast for the eyes.

However, no servant of the Feng family dared to linger in this area, each passing by as if they had witnessed a chaotic scene, quickly steering clear.

Yet in the midst of this chaotic scene, the two men continued their sharp confrontation.

"If I’m not mistaken, Third Master Fu, you should be newly married, a time to be joyfully nesting with your wife. Why then take the time to visit me in Emperor City?"

Feng Yu’s gaze was like a sharp boning knife, seemingly eager to dissect Fu Youhan’s heart.

Feng Yu had been trying to stop the marriage between Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi upon learning of it.

During those two days, he called Xixi every five minutes, trying to persuade Xixi not to marry Fu Youhan.

But Xixi was quite ruthless towards him, directly blocking his number.

Afterward, no matter what number he used to call her, as soon as Xixi heard Feng Yu’s voice on the line, she would immediately hang up.

Besides calling, Feng Yu also tried to find Xixi directly at the wedding.

Thus, on the day of the wedding disaster, Feng Yu had managed to dodge Fu Youhan’s surveillance and met Xixi in the restroom.

He pleaded with Xixi not to rush into marriage and to at least give him and Fu Youhan a fair chance to compete.

After being rejected by Xixi, Feng Yu even thought of knocking her out and forcibly taking her away.

But his despicable methods are well known to Xixi better than anyone else.

So before he could act, Xixi told him, "Feng Yu, I truly wish to spend my life with him. If you dare disrupt this wedding, I will never stand on the same side as you for the rest of my life!"

Later on, Feng Yu could only stop his endeavors.

He really didn’t want Xixi to hate him anymore, so before the wedding started, he directly boarded a private jet and left Yan City.

He didn’t delay even for a moment, afraid that even a second’s hesitation would make him waver and take Xixi away against her will.

But by the time his private jet landed in Emperor City, Feng Yu learned that Fu Youhan had left Xixi alone at the wedding and had been severely injured during the evacuation from Yan City!

It could be said that this became the greatest regret of Feng Yu’s life.

If he hadn’t cared about Xixi’s feelings at the time, he should have just forcibly taken her away from that damned wedding.

Then she wouldn’t have been deeply hurt by that scoundrel Fu Youhan, nor would she have been ambushed by people from Orion.

Because of these events, Feng Yu, now full of regrets, finds it difficult to look at Fu Youhan without disdain.

Even when Fu Youhan came to Emperor City to visit, all Feng Yu could offer him were taunts and sarcasm.

But Fu Youhan retorted without answering, "Why I appear in Emperor City, shouldn’t Mr. Feng be the one to ask?"

He was trying to trap Feng Yu, hoping to deduce Jiang Moxi’s whereabouts from his response.

Feng Yu chuckled coldly, his eyes filled with sinister coldness: "Then I really don’t know why Mr. Feng is here."

Feng Yu’s intelligence is exceptional, naturally making him hard to trap.

So, Fu Youhan had no choice but to directly ask him, "Xixi is injured and missing! Don’t you know anything at all?"

Feng Yu scoffed lightly, "Oh, I really had no idea. But now I do know!"

Seeing Feng Yu’s impenetrability, Fu Youhan asked again, "Aren’t you worried about her? If I’m not mistaken, Mr. Feng, you wanted to sever my relationship with Xixi just a few days ago."

Feng Yu remained aloof, responding coldly to Fu Youhan.

"You know, that was a few days ago, and the world changes every moment. I might have liked her before, but now I don’t care at all, so I’m not worried about her."

Fu Youhan couldn’t extract any valuable clues from Feng Yu’s words, his dark eyes deepening with shadow.

"So it’s just been a few days, and Mr. Feng says he doesn’t like her anymore? Such affection from Mr. Feng is indeed cheap."

"That woman who was about to marry you, why should I continue to harbor feelings? Or does Third Master Fu have a peculiar taste, hoping for a marriage involving three people?"

Feng Yu’s retort noticeably chilled Fu Youhan’s expression.

"You’re thinking too much! Since Mr. Feng doesn’t know Xixi’s whereabouts, I will take my leave."

Since he couldn’t get any valuable information from Feng Yu, Fu Youhan didn’t want to waste more time.

Just before leaving, however, Fu Youhan’s gaze involuntarily lingered on a nearby house belonging to Lady Feng.

Sounds of wind chimes, tinkling delightfully, drifted out from there.

The air also seemed to carry a strangely familiar scent...

Fu Youhan couldn’t help but speculate again, could Xixi be the Feng Family’s adopted daughter?

But just then, Feng Yu suddenly called for the butler, "See Third Master Fu off."

Thus, Fu Youhan’s thoughts were temporarily interrupted by Feng Yu, and he could only follow the butler to leave.

As he watched Fu Youhan’s figure disappear into the depths of the corridor, Feng Yu finally turned and went into the house of the Feng Family’s adopted daughter.

Upon entering, Feng Yu saw that the maids were all cowering.

Feng Yu immediately asked, "Has Xixi eaten yet?"

"Miss Xi refuses to eat, we are trying to figure out what to do," said the maid.

But even though Miss Xi was refusing to eat, and it wasn’t the maids’ fault, Feng Yu still lost his temper, kicking one of the maids until she cried pitifully.

It was only when a cold female voice behind him said, "Stop it..."