Fang Yukang’s mother and sister’s worried and reluctant voices entered his ears. For a moment, Fang Yukang regretted it. If he had not been such a hooligan, this day would not have come.
Fang Yukang turned around and gave Liu Yu and her daughter a comforting smile.
“Go back. Don’t send me off.” Fang Yukang opened his mouth to say something before he realized that his voice had broken and he was crying. He felt a little uncomfortable and quickly turned around to walk forward. Before Liu Yu and her daughter could turn around, they saw three tall figures pass in front of them and walk towards the security checkpoint.
Liu Yu thought that they were also passengers who were going to take the plane. At this moment, Fang Yupei sudde usheng’s name, Fang Pingjun was stunned at first. Then, countless baffling thoughts flashed across his mind.
Why was Fang Yusheng calling at this time?
Was he here to denounce him? Or to mock him? There was another possibility, and that was that Fang Yusheng had decided to kill Fang Yukang!
Fang Pingjue did not dare to think about the last possibility.
He answered the call with mixed feelings.
On the phone, Fang Yusheng’s voice was still gentle and pleasant, like the spring rain. However, the words said in this pleasant voice made one’s scalp tingle and feel horrified—
“Uncle, are you free?” Without waiting for Fang Pingjun to answer, Fang Yusheng ordered him, “If you’re free, please come over.”
Fang Pingjun asked him, “Yusheng, why are you looking for me?” Even Fang Pingjun did not notice his imploring tone when he asked. Even Fang Pingjun was still a little afraid of Fang Yusheng.
Fang Yusheng smiled and said, “Cousin Yukang is a guest at my house. Uncle, come as well.”
Fang Ping’s scalp turned cold. There was only one thought in his mind: It’s over!
…
At the entrance of Mansion Number Nine stood two women. They were Liu Yu and Fang Yupei, who had driven over from the airport.
The door to the villa was closed. In the house, Fang Yusheng and Qiao Jiusheng were sitting together. Chi Baoguang was sitting with Lisa, while Fang Yukang was pressed into the only armchair by Qi Bufan. Fang Yusheng was talking to Qiao Jiusheng with a gentle smile on his lips, looking like he was in a good mood.
Lisa was peeling an apple. She wanted to peel the apple into a five-pointed star, so she focused and was especially careful.
Chi Baoguang lowered his head. He held a wooden stick as thick as a baby’s arm in his left hand. His slender and strong right fingers moved gently on the wooden stick. Fang Yukang looked at Chi Baoguang and then at the wooden stick in his hand. He was so frightened that he did not dare to look up again.
When it was almost half past four, seeing that Fang Pingjun was not here yet, Lisa suggested, “I’ll go make dinner.” She looked down at Fang Yusheng and asked, “How many people are there?”
Fang Yusheng smiled and said politely, “Of course nine people.”
Nine people…
Fang Zicheng and the rest were about to go home from school. Their family had six people, so the other three were Fang Yukang, Fang Pingjun, and Qi Bufan. Then, what should they do with the mother and daughter outside the door?
Lisa looked at Qiao Jiusheng.
Qiao Jiusheng leaned her head on Fang Yusheng’s shoulder and said, “Yusheng, call Aunt and Yu Pei in too. It won’t be good if others see this.”
Fang Yusheng snorted and said, “Then make food for eleven people.”
Lisa went to the kitchen to cook, and Qiao Jiusheng stood up as well.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
Qi Bufan took a look and said to Fang Yusheng, “Mr. Fang Pingjun is here.”
“Open the door.”
After a while, Fang Ping brought Liu Yu and Fang Yupei in.
Liu Yu had clearly cried. Liu Yu had been crying for as long as Fang Yukang had been brought to Fang Yusheng’s house. Hence, when Fang Yusheng saw Liu Yu, his beautiful and gentle wife’s eyes were already swollen from crying.
