mtl008 Chapter 211 Creating Evidence for Him
Chapter 211 Creating Evidence for Him
"The operation was successful and I'm recovering. It will take about half a year to recover."
"Half a year is too long. Two months at most. I want to see his moves."
"But the doctor said that six months is the shortest time. If it's earlier, there might be sequelae."
Ying Beiyun's eyes were sharp: "You seem to care about him a lot?"
The secretary broke out in a cold sweat at these words, and he bent down even more. "I'm sorry, sir. I was confused. This was his own idea, and no matter what the consequences are, he should bear the consequences himself. I'll make arrangements right away."
Ying Beiyun waved his cigar-holding hand gently, signaling the secretary to go down. The secretary's hand had just grasped the doorknob when Ying Beiyun's voice rang out again: "Is he still investigating that matter?"
The moment Ying Beiyun spoke, the secretary immediately turned back to face Ying Beiyun, clasped his hands in front of him, bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully: "Yes, sir."
The air suddenly became silent, so quiet that the secretary could even hear the cigar slowly burning.
"Don't worry, sir. He won't find anything. Everything related to that incident has been cleared up long ago. Not only him, but even if we were to investigate ourselves, we wouldn't find any clues."
Ying Beiyun seemed to say "hmm" softly, but it also seemed like he didn't, or maybe the secretary just heard it wrong.
Then I heard him sigh deeply and say, "That incident back then was not my intention. The accident happened too suddenly. After all, we are blood relatives. How could I have the heart to do that?" After saying that, he seemed to be too sad to speak, and he stopped to calm down.
"This child actually misses me so much. Well, my uncle treated me well when he was alive, so there's no need for me to argue with a junior. If he wants to investigate, let him do it. He'll be relieved after he does. Please take the time to pay attention to this matter, and don't let anyone with ulterior motives take advantage of this and use it to alienate the relationship between us uncle and nephew."
The secretary said respectfully, "Yes, sir."
"We are a family of romantics. I really hope my nephew's new bride is safe and sound. Otherwise, I don't know how heartbroken he will be. By then, I'm afraid he won't have time to reminisce with his uncle."
The secretary was startled by these words, which seemed like a soliloquy and full of concern. However, he quickly calmed down and said, "Master Fu should be able to understand your painstaking efforts."
Ying Beiyun's eyes were half closed, revealing no emotion at all: "Well, I hope so."
In Country Y, after dinner, the elders gathered around to watch Xia Yang and Le An assemble their blocks. Only Yu Chi and Fu Xiuyan sat off to the side, drinking tea.
Yu Chi: "Hey, you've been investigating your family's affairs for several years, but you haven't found anything. Are you sure my grandfather can find out?"
Fu Xiuyan's eyes never left Xia Yang, and he said lightly: "Yes."
Yu Chi wondered: "Are you so sure?"
"If you can't find evidence, then create it for him." Fu Xiuyan finished his tea in one gulp and stood up to leave. He had noticed Xia Yang's impatience. His initial interest had faded, and now he lazily handed the fragments to Le An and instructed him to put them together.
"Put it there." Xia Yang didn't even stretch out his hand. He raised his chin slightly and pointed in a direction to Le An.
Le An raised his hand and put the small cube on. When he turned around and asked Xia Yang for the next one, he saw Xia Yang staring at him intently.
"what happened?"
Xia Yang held his chin and glanced at the place where Le An had just assembled.
"Huh? Isn't that right?" Le An scratched his head: "Isn't that what you just pointed at?"
Xia Yang sighed and moved his butt reluctantly, looking like he was going to take apart the part that Le An had just installed.
A bony hand took the lead, removing the misplaced part and neatly installing it in the correct place. Then, he sat down behind Xia Yang, who leaned against Fu Xiuyan's chest in tacit understanding.
"Are you tired?"
Xia Yang yawned continuously; the award ceremony had already consumed most of his energy. After returning home and eating and drinking, he didn't even want to move a finger.
"Go back to the bedroom and rest."
Xia Yang shook his head: "It's not finished yet."
Fu Xiuyan glanced at the half-finished building blocks. He took the instructions from Xia Yang, perused them for a moment, rolled up his sleeves, and began to assemble them without a second thought. Le An thought, to say he was haphazardly putting them together would be more accurate. Yet, even with this seemingly random patchwork, he had the remaining half completed in no time.
Le An snatched the instruction manual from Fu Xiuyan's hand. He took a look at the finished product and then at the instruction manual, still in disbelief.
Fu Xiuyan advised him: "Don't waste your energy, your talent isn't here, go out and have fun."
Fu Xiuyan greeted the elders and was about to take Xia Yang upstairs. But Xia Yang suddenly turned back: "Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt. Happy New Year!"
"Mom, I'm right, aren't I? How could our little cutie forget such an important thing?" His aunt teased him with a smile, then took out a thick red envelope and put it in Xia Yang's hand: "I wish our little cutie grows taller in the new year."
"Thank you, auntie, and thank you, uncle. But auntie, can you change to something else? I don't want to grow any taller."
"Then I wish our Xiaoguai peace and prosperity." Then he took out a red envelope of the same thickness as Xia Yang's and gave it to Fu Xiuyan: "I also wish Ah Yan peace and prosperity. And a happy marriage with Xiaoguai."
Fu Xiuyan's ears flushed slightly as he took the red envelope, thanked her, and then stuffed it into Xia Yang's pocket.
"Mom. Where's mine?" Yu Chi came up shamelessly.
"Indispensable for you."
The living room was bustling with activity as the old lady and her family distributed red envelopes to the younger generations. Even Butler Zhang was not left out.
Back in the bedroom, Xia Yang's pockets were already full of the red envelopes he and Fu Xiuyan had received. After forcing himself to wash up and lie down on the bed, he felt something hard under his pillow. He moved it aside and saw another red envelope, nearly bursting. This had to be Fu Xiuyan's handiwork.
"I wish my Xia Xia peace and happiness forever." Fu Xiuyan kissed Xia Yang gently.
Fu Xiuyan and Xia Yang had to go to the studio to record the movie's theme song before starting work, so they were the first to return home.
No one knew where Yu Chi had gone to a long time ago, and sometimes he was not seen for days.
My aunt, deeply in love with the manor, stayed on, accompanying the old lady on daily walks, or finding a favorite vantage point, clutching her sketchpad, and endlessly writing and drawing. All of this was a burst of inspiration. They planned to stay here for a while longer.
Butler Zhang was delighted. He had been managing the various estates for his master year-round. But Fu Xiuyan was a workaholic, so these places were deserted like ice cellars year-round. Now that someone could stay a little longer, he could experience the daily grind of life.
The flight wasn't short, but with Fu Xiuyan around, Xia Yang didn't find it difficult. After Xia Yang rested, Fu Xiuyan began working. Even a busy actor like Fu Xiuyan could get a few days off each year. But CEO Fu Xiuyan worked year-round.
When the plane landed, it was early morning in China.
Xiao Wang said skillfully, "Sir, let's go through the VIP channel."
Although Fu Xiuyan's itinerary was private and not public, it was almost semi-transparent, and there must be quite a few people waiting at the airport.