PFC Chapter 243 What's going on?
Chapter 243 What's going on?
Hearing Bu Lanying's reprimand, Su Weiwen sighed, plopped down on the sofa, and looked dejected.
"Although Su Feng has always been a mischievous child, I don't even want to think about what might happen to him!" Su Weiwen sighed.
Bu Lanying couldn't say anything more sarcastic or harsh, since the current situation was indeed not optimistic.
"Weiwen, don't be too anxious or upset. Maybe that brat is just being playful and is probably out having a good time somewhere!"
Is that really the case? Actually, everyone here knows the answer in their hearts.
"We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate! Feng'er, you must come back safely!" Su Weiwen seemed to have aged several years in an instant.
A somber atmosphere enveloped the entire Su family, and everyone was sullen and unhappy.
“Feng’er, Su Yuchen is incredibly capable. Why don’t we go and beg him to help us? It’s better than us searching aimlessly like headless flies,” Bu Lanying suddenly said.
As soon as Bu Lanying finished speaking, Su Weiwen refused outright.
“No, Yu Chen and Feng’er don’t get along at all. Letting him search would be like pushing Feng’er into a fire pit.”
Although Bu Lanying didn't understand why Su Feng was so emotional, since he, as her father, had said so, she couldn't say anything more.
On the same day, news of Su Feng's death arrived, and the person who brought the news was none other than Su Yuchen.
The person who didn't even go home for the Spring Festival returned today, and no one expected that he came to deliver this news.
Su Yuchen sat alone in the center of the sofa, with the rest of the Su family sitting opposite him.
"Su Feng is dead. Prepare for his funeral." He spoke of his brother's death as casually as discussing the weather.
Bu Lanying was stunned. She looked incredulously at the person whose face showed no grief whatsoever.
"Su Yuchen, do you still have a heart? Huh?" Bu Lanying picked up the ashtray on the table and was about to smash it at Su Yuchen.
However, her arm was pulled by Su Weiwen, who shook his head at her.
"Mom, let Feng'er go peacefully." Su Weiwen's eyes were red, her lips were slightly pursed, and her voice trembled.
Su Yuchen offered no explanation, simply stood up, and then stopped abruptly at the door.
He could still hear Bu Lanying and Su Weiwen crying in each other's arms behind him, a mocking look flashing across his face.
"Don't you know why Su Feng died? Why pretend to be so hypocritical?"
Bu Lanying's crying stopped abruptly; she simply couldn't bear it any longer.
Su Yuchen, that little bastard, is born to be my nemesis!
She still threw the ashtray on the table at Su Yuchen at the door, shouting hoarsely, "Su Yuchen, isn't this the work of that vixen you raised? If it weren't for her, why would my Su family be in such chaos today! She's a vixen! Let me tell you, one day you will lose your mind to her, and die a lonely and miserable old age!"
The only response to Bu Lanying was the door slammed shut by Su Yuchen...
Leaving the Su family's old residence, Su Yuchen walked alone in the cold wind. His heart was as cold as the dead of winter, but at this moment he was more clear-headed than ever before.
I received news today that the Su family is making a great effort to find Su Feng. With such a large commotion, Wanwan must have heard about it. Since she hasn't made any statement, there's only one possibility: Su Feng is already dead.
Su Feng, that scum of society, deserved to die. What puzzled him was that he felt no heartache whatsoever, as if... it was none of his business.
He looked down at his hands, then slowly raised them and placed them on his chest.
The longer he spent with Yun Yao, the more he felt something stirring deep within his soul. Moreover, he could clearly sense a sense of rejection towards this complex world, as if he had never belonged here.
Just as Su Yuchen was about to speak, his phone rang in his pocket, and his eyes flickered slightly.
Looking down, he saw Yun Yao.
As soon as the call was answered, Yun Yao's clear and melodious voice rang out: "Su Yuchen, where have you been?"
She's probably the only person I miss.
"Su Yuchen?"
"Yes, I'm here." His voice was a little hoarse.
"Where are you now? I'm coming to find you." Yun Yao's voice sounded very anxious.
Although he didn't know what Yun Yao wanted, Su Yuchen said directly, "Wait for me at the company, I'll come find you."
After hanging up the phone, Yun Yao stared at her phone, lost in thought.
Just as Su Yuchen had guessed, with people from the Fourth Pavilion monitoring the activities of various families in the capital for her, she naturally knew early on that the Su family was looking for Su Feng. She hesitated to express her opinion because she wanted to see who would be the first to stick their neck out and pin the blame on her.
She looked at the documents on the table, her expression inscrutable.
They didn't find the scapegoat, but they did discover someone even she hadn't expected.
When Su Yuchen arrived at W International, he ran into Yun Zhengfeng, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, at the bottom of the building. Having gone through a life-or-death experience, Yun Zhengfeng's health was deteriorating day by day.
He was directing his bodyguards to move things inside, presumably for Yun Yao.
But... why are there tents, pots and pans and stuff like that?
Yun Zhengfeng caught a glimpse of that tall figure out of the corner of his eye and stepped forward with a smile.
"Mr. Su, that's perfect, I don't need to come looking for you anymore."
Su Yuchen nodded slightly.
"Mr. Su, these are Miss Yun Yao's preferences and points to note. I've written them all down. Thank you for your trouble." Yun Zhengfeng said as he handed the notebook to Su Yuchen.
Whenever Yun Yao was involved, Su Yuchen would never be negligent and would reach out to accept the task.
"Thank you."
Yun Zhengfeng waved his hand, his face showing worry.
"I haven't seen Miss Yun Yao for so long. I finally got to see her today, but I won't be able to again. Sigh, I envy you, old man, for having Miss Yun Yao personally watching over you." Yun Zhengfeng sighed.
Although Su Yuchen was puzzled, he believed that Yun Yao would give him an answer.
After saying goodbye to Yun Zhengfeng, he hid the notebook in his hand and went upstairs alone.
When Su Yuchen appeared in Yun Yao's office, he was slightly taken aback by the scene before him.
Several large floor-to-ceiling windows were gone, the cold wind howled, and there were many household items piled on the ground, leaving no room to even step. Meanwhile, Yun Yao sat on the sofa, eating fruit with great comfort.
Upon seeing Su Yuchen arrive, Yun Yao threw the oranges she was holding onto the table.
"Pretty fast, Su Yuchen, come here." She beckoned to him with her finger.
If someone else did this, Su Yuchen was sure they wouldn't even know how they died, but since it was Yun Yao, he just found it quite playful.
Sitting down next to her, Su Yuchen put the orange she had tossed on the table into the fruit plate.
Yun Yao: "..." Does this person have obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Forget it, let’s get down to business.
Yun Yao simply tossed a blue-patterned, white-flowered brocade pouch into his arms.
"Su Yuchen, I'll only do it once, watch carefully."
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression turned serious.
Her slender, fair hands formed a hand seal, and with a flick of her wrist, she lightly tapped the Qiankun bag in his arms.
"receive!"
There was no movement at all...
Yun Yao was speechless and solemnly ended her stance.
"Here, that's it. Did you learn it? If not, I'll teach you again," Yun Yao said very seriously.
Seeing that Su Yuchen remained silent, Yun Yao was secretly delighted.
Finally, it's your turn to learn from me! It feels so good!
"Come on, that's it. You're really stupid. Watch closely..."
"I understand." Su Yuchen's sudden voice interrupted Yun Yao.
Yun Yao: "???" He already knows it? That shouldn't be the case, she specifically chose the difficult ones to teach him!
"Open it," Su Yuchen said in a deep voice.
Yun Yao couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
"You have to form the hand seal before you talk about closing it. Do you think it's smart enough to understand what you're saying?"
The next second, Yun Yao saw the Qiankun bag open.
Yun Yao: “…”
What's the situation?