Chapter 302: Prepare in Advance

Fu Sijue lightly clapped his hands, and there was not a hint of ripple in his eyes.

"When did I ever say I would move you?"

Fu Zhuo, being ruthless and malicious, naturally assumed that everyone was like him.

"The deeds you did will be punished by law; I won't move you."

With Fu Zhuo's blood on his hand, Fu Sijue felt only nausea.

Fu Zhuo still isn't worthy of having him act personally.

"A Jue, what do you mean?"

Just after sending all the reporters and shareholders out, Fu He Song came in and saw this scene.

He thought that Fu Zhuo's ability would not be suppressed by Fu Sijue.

"Literal meaning."

In front of Fu Zhuo and his father, Fu Sijue has always spoken words as if they were gold.

Perplexed, Fu He Song instinctively cast a pleading glance toward Fu Zhuo, and what met his eyes was the pale‑faced Fu Zhuo.

"Even if my dad did something wrong, you wouldn't be this ruthless, would you? After all, we're still family…"

Before Fu He Song could finish speaking, Lu Xiwán stood up first.

She walked step by step toward Fu He Song, her high heels striking the floor and producing a crisp sound.

A cruel curve lifted at the corner of her lips, and Lu Xiwán's icy gaze stared at Fu He Song.

"Are we still a family?"

After speaking, Lu Xiwán reached out and slapped him hard; seeing the unfavorable situation, Shen Shu quickly stepped forward to block in front of Lu Xiwán.

"If you truly consider A Jue as one of your own, you shouldn't strike A Jue, let alone strike Yao Yao; he's still just a child."

Even if on the funeral day Fu He Song didn't know their identities at all, Yao Yao is, after all, a child.

To lay a hand on a child, Fu He Song is no better than a beast.

Fu He Song's face was knocked askew, and when he turned his head again, his eyes were filled with anger.

Meanwhile, Fu Zhuo sat on the stage, deaf to this, completely immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself.

"I've already notified the police; there's someone waiting outside. You may leave now."

When dealing with people like this, Fu Sijue never shows any mercy.

Eradicating the roots is his consistent style.

Fu He Song couldn't even attend to his shock, hurried over and, with a fierce look, shook Fu Zhuo.

"Dad, speak up quickly, didn't you say there wouldn't be any trouble?"

The development of events has completely exceeded their expectations and deviated from the trajectory they originally anticipated.

Amidst their lingering resentment and the media's flashing lights, Fu He Song and Fu Zhuo were escorted away.

Lu Xiwán finally let out a sigh of relief.

It's time for the two of them to pay the price they deserve.

Leaning on Fu Sijue's arm, Lu Xiwán asked, "Is it over?"

Fu Sijue gently lifted the long hair hanging near her ears, and said, "We still need to handle the matter over at Xing Song."

Fu Zhuo caused the Fu Clan such a huge scandal, which will inevitably cost him, and Fu Sijue had long planned to acquire Xing Song.

"Everything's yours now."

Fu Sijue hummed, "I'll go right away and have Shen Shu bring the child back."

She lightly leaned against him, nodded, and after a moment Lu Xiwán stood up again.