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His body suddenly jumped up from his chair, and he wanted to rush to the door. Luckily, Fu Yunlang was able to quickly stop him: "Grandfather, what are you doing?"

"Go to He Family to seek justice!"

When did the descendants of the Fu family become such a coward?

"Go away. I don't want to talk about that bastard again."

As she spoke, she waved away the old woman's hand. However, Old Lady Fu was unable to endure the impact and fell to the ground, fainting in the blink of an eye.

"Grandmother."

Fu Yunlang shouted, causing Old Man Fu to panic. He looked at his hand that he had waved earlier and wished he could give himself a slap on the face, but in the next second, he immediately shouted, "120, quickly attack 120!"

His colleagues from the Fu family were in a state of chaos. It truly happened again and again before the situation settled down.

"Hello, Dad."

Han Chen was busy with his work, when Han Father suddenly called.

"How's your sister?"

"It's quite good. She's been learning to dance quite busily every day recently."

Han Father was at ease, but he didn't forget to remind Yun Che, "Pay more attention to her every day and take good care of her. If you want me to die, come back and find out that your sister is skinnier.

As a high-quality merchant, threatening was not a good character, and the target was his own son.

Han Chen was helpless, did he really not pick it up from the dustbin s?

"Let me tell you something." The Han Father said again.

"What?"

"Don't get too close to that brat Fu Huayong, and even more so, don't let your sister near him."

"Father, Hua Yong is my brother, what do you mean for me to stay away from him?"

Do you think that he, Han Chen, is a heartless person?

The Han Father glared. "Do what I tell you to do, why are you blabbering so much?"

Han Chen also understood in his heart that with the appearance of these few incidents, the Fu Family and the He Family would definitely fall out. It would just be a matter of time before they fought.

The Fu Family had been in B City for a long time, while the He Family was average as well. These two great forces were normally existences that people looked up to, but now that this farce had occurred, it was unknown how many people were sitting behind them, waiting for the benefits.

Fu Huayong left the hospital in a hurry and went to Fu's. In the past few days, the company had been doing a lot of things and as a result, many projects had stalled. Fu Huayong sat on the boss's chair.

"CEO, this is the company's stock market decline yesterday and today, as well as the project statements that have been suspended."

Leng Tian put down the documents in his hands and lowered his head slightly. He could not hide the exhaustion between his brows; his eyes were bloodshot, and they had turned blue.

Fu Huayong also naturally discovered it, and said with a low voice. "I've worked hard these past few days."

Leng Tian was his special support, so he did not carry all the burden on him. In the Fu's, he was the only one who he trusted.

He took the documents and checked them. The company's questions were much more interesting than he had expected. His eyebrows were furrowing invisibly, and his fair hands were making a crisp sound as they fiddled with the paper.

"What's going on with the He Family, did you hand over the two bodyguards that took action?"

"Not yet. The answer is no more."

The moment the words were said, the pressure on Fu Huayong immediately dropped, bringing about a formless pressure. Disappeared? Was his He Family a pushover?

It looked more like a cover-up.

"Other than these, what other situation does He Family have?"

"Miss He Jia is making a ruckus."

A hunger strike?

Fu Huayong's mouth curved into an unknown smile. His good friend had been hurt by his closest kin in front of him.

He had a pretty good impression of this He Jia.

Buzz! Buzz! The phone suddenly vibrated.

"Yun Lang."

Fu Huayong said as he picked up the phone, but the other party's face was filled with panic: "Big bro, you should go home now."

"What's wrong?"

"Grandma fainted. It's a mess at home now."

"What?"

Fu Huayong's brows wrinkled even more, and his fingers unconsciously clenched into a fist: "I'll be right back." Fu Huayong immediately stood up from his seat, a rare panic flashing across his face. Old Lady Fu had a brain thrombosis, this kind of anxiety was extremely prone to sickness.

"Prepare the car."

Leng Tian hurriedly followed behind him. When he arrived at the sickroom where his grandmother was, he was stopped by Fu Yunlang at the door.

"How is Grandma?"

Fu Yunlang leaned against the wall, his expression grave, "The doctor said that Grandma's heart was attacked by fire, and is currently unconscious."

Then he sighed again.

"Does Mom and Dad know?"

Fu Yunlang shook his head: "I haven't said it yet, but they flew in the morning of the day after tomorrow. They are already very worried about sister-in-law, so let's not talk about this first.

Fu Huayong lowered his head, unable to see through the mood.

"Don't go in, grandpa is inside."

Now that something like this had happened, it was impossible for Old Master Fu not to skin him. Knowing that his younger brother was doing it for him, Fu Huayong didn't say anything more.

The two brothers walked to the backyard, but neither of them said anything. They didn't know how long it had been since they walked together, but this opportunity was too heavy for them.

The wind was blowing and the sound of leaves swaying could be heard. If there was a place with such a leisurely atmosphere, it would be a great place to enjoy the scenery.

"What's the situation with sister-in-law?"

After being quiet for a while, Fu Yunlang asked.

But Fu Huayong didn't have much of a reaction.

Fu Yunlang continued to ask: "Brother, now that so many things are happening at home, and the problems with the company are occurring again and again, can you manage to get here by yourself?"

After a pause, he said, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go to the company to help you."

Fu Huayong immediately shook his head: "You don't have to worry about this, fight for the position of Mayor with all your might.

Although he did not care much about the position of the Mayor, he had made a lot of preparations. When his sweat did not get rewarded, he felt a little nervous.