what Fu Mo'han meant by that.But the ignored Su Mei-li, her pretty face slightly feigning anger, thought to herself that with her charm, no man had ever ignored her existence like this!She turned to...It's perfectly normal for him to be wary of me.

< Leng Jue was startled, "What did you say" >

He understood that the "brother" Fu Shaoqing mentioned only referred to Fu Mo寒.

But Mr. Fu is still in the unknown, how could he possibly come to pick him up

Fu Shaoqing saw Leng Jue frown and simply explained, “Actually, my brother and I had contacted earlier. My sister-in-law is also alive. They had some things happen and can’t return to the Fu family for now.”

Leng Jue's frown tightened, his face full of disbelief, "You mean, Mr. Fu and Madam are still alive"

Fu Shaoqing nodded heavily, "Before I came back, I contacted him. Just now it was his message, saying he would send someone to pick you up. When the time comes, tell him anything you need."

After hearing Fu Shaoqing's explanation, Leng Jue still couldn't believe it was true.

Soon, the cold emotion calmed down from the shock, and he felt a doubt rising in his heart, wondering if what Fu Shaoqing said was true or false.

He deceived him, there was only one reason, he didn't want the news of Fu Mo Han still being alive to appear. He fabricated a lie to deceive him into leaving, that way he could permanently bury this secret!

His icy, guarded gaze left Fu Shaoqing with no choice but to shrug helplessly.

It's perfectly normal for him to be wary of me.

They weren't familiar with each other before. If it wasn't for Fu Mochen's disappearance and Lin Jinran's death, how would Leng Jue ever have contacted him

"Don't worry, when the people who are coming for him arrive, you'll know if I was telling the truth." Fu Shaoqing said helplessly, waiting here for Ye Xiao's people to arrive.

Once again, an awkward silence fell between them. This time, Fu Shaoqing didn't even bother to break it.

He pulled out his phone and browsed through recent funny news, while across from him, Leng Jue sat stiffly with a guarded expression, staring thoughtfully at the floor.

Half an hour later, Fu Shaoqing, who was engrossed in watching a video, received another call on his phone.

He took out his phone, swiped it open, saw the text message on the screen, and looked up at Leng Jue's direction, "Let's go, the car is here."

Hearing this, Leng Jue stood up first.

"Oh, by the way, this is from him." Fu Shaoting said, then clicked on a voice message, Ye Xiao's voice rang out, "Leng Jue, come see me by car."

Just a few words, yet enough to shock Leng Jue into silence.

This voice is definitely Fu Mo'han's. Could it be that Shao Qing said everything was true!

"Let's go, don't waste time." Fu Shaoqing tilted his head, not giving Leng Jue any time to react, he put his phone in his pocket and led Leng Jue out the door.

Along the way, Leng Jue remained silent, his heart churning with a tumultuous storm.

They walked all the way to the parking lot outside the door and saw a man waving at them, walking towards them. He respectfully addressed Fu Shaoqing, “Second Young Master, I’m here to pick him up.”

"Good." Fu Shaoqing nodded, his gaze turned to Leng Jue beside him, and he raised his chin, "Get in the car, he'll take you to meet his people."

Before, Leng Jue still had suspicions about Fu Shaoqing. After hearing Fu Mo'han's voice, he completely let down his guard and nodded, saying, "Thank you."

Just followed that person toward the car, got in, and drove out of the parking lot.

Only after the car disappeared from sight did Fu Shaoqing lift his foot and walk towards the Fu residence.

From now on, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

Unbeknownst to him, the moment his figure disappeared, another figure emerged from the corner of the parking lot, took out their phone and sent a text message.

The person slipped back into the shadows, vanishing. seems like everything, only when the truth is asked of the Owl Knight can we know the truth. But Lin Jinran is trying every means to escape the Owl Knight, returning to him would be like walking into...