Chapter 620: The Young Master Can Hear Thoughts Again! 36

Where did Father go?

Fu Muci only knew that Father had left home early, but he didn't know where he was.

I'm waiting for you at home.

Jin Chen smiled and said, "Our home."

Fu Muci's eyes lit up, "Home!"

This home is the family he hopes to have.

He only needs Father and Jin Chen.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -20, total 40!】

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 95!】

0731 clicked his tongue in amazement, 【Host ah, Xu Li's move is really ruthless! Knowing beforehand it was a puppet still gave me a fright!】

【That's all the courage you have.】

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Time went back to after Jin Chen and Ren Jia Ming said farewell.

He stepped on the accelerator, speeding back to the Fu Family residence, and as soon as he stopped the car, he received Fu Muci's call.

Ci Bao?

They, they want to kill Father!

Fu Muci's voice trembled, muffled, as if he were speaking from inside a cabinet.

What?!

Jin Chen turned his head, looking through the car window at the tightly shut Fu Family Main Gate.

I… I heard them say, I'm scared……

Fu Muci woke up and didn't see Jin Chen; although there was a sticky note, he still felt unaccustomed. He hesitated at the doorway, then slowly tried to go downstairs.

He needed to get better quickly in order to be properly together with Jin Chen.

But before he reached the corner, he heard Xu Li's thoughts in the Living Room.

Like a basin of molten iron poured in an icy snowy landscape, it drenched Fu Muci with fear and shock.

She wants to kill Father!

And, the butler is also an accomplice!

Don't be scared, I'm coming back right now; wait for me on the top floor, okay?

Okay…… okay.

Jin Chen hung up the phone, immediately contacted Fu Zhenhua, telling him to also go wait on the top floor.

Although he didn't understand, Fu Zhenhua still listened to his words.

Impossible, how could she want to kill me?

Fu Zhenhua felt it was absurd, "Mu Ci, don't talk nonsense!"

Father, really! Really!

Fu Muci shook his head, his eyes red, he didn't know how to explain, only saying he had heard everything.

Jin Chen estimated that time was running short, so he could only make a long story short.

Listen, Xu Li deliberately approached you; the Duoduo who died thirteen years ago is actually her biological child.

All these years, Ci Bao's condition has worsened because she continually abused and insulted him; the butler is Xu Li's person, a psychologist highly skilled in hypnosis, he has infiltrated the Fu Family and already controls about half of the servants.

Your father, Duoduo, and that servant all died successively in misery; you still thought it was an accident?

After hearing all that, Fu Zhenhua stared for several seconds.

He opened his mouth, finally regained his voice, and looked with heartache at Fu Muci behind him.

Fu Muci bit his lip until it turned pale.

He nodded slowly, his voice barely audible.

Father, believe in us.

Fu Zhenhua's fingers dug into his hair; although his heart was full of wounds, he at least managed to gather his scattered sanity.

What… what should I do?

Leave the Fu Family residence immediately, go out through the side door of the garden, and drive my car.

Jin Chen again urged, "No matter what you see on the road, don't look back, go straight to this address."

He sent the address of his newly bought house to Fu Zhenhua.

Don't think any of your properties are still safe.

【Host! A servant installed a surveillance camera in the Main God's room!】

It's too late.

Now, immediately, go.

Jin Chen urged finally.

Fu Zhenhua had no time to hesitate, casually wrote a note and tore it to give to Jin Chen.

If… if what you say is true, this can dispel their suspicions.

After saying that, he hurriedly left as Jin Chen had said.

Ci Bao, listen to me.

Jin Chen supported Fu Muci's shoulder, his tone gentle yet quick.

They chose to act at this time, eighty percent likely trying to frame me; your room has already been monitored, later when you go back downstairs to the room, repeat what I just said.

Perhaps…… Jin Chen paused, then said, "You will see Fu Zhenhua's corpse, but that's not real, you……"

"No way..." Fu Muci immediately shook his head, his face bitter.

"I can't do it, help me, let me believe this is real."

Only this way will he not give himself away.

Jin Chen hesitated for a few seconds, and under Fu Muci's pleading gaze, could only reluctantly agree.

When Fu Muci woke up again, he was in the monitored third-floor room, seeing Jin Chen open the door and walk in.

What happened afterward was swift and chaotic.

The servant sent by Xu Li to tell Jin Chen to come down, the gaze in the hallway, the recorder in the study, the police with strange looks in the police car, the eyes constantly watching the intersection outside the Fu family residence, and the people outside the apartment building where Jin Chen no longer lives.

The entire Fu Family was like a camera, playing an embarrassing, vulgar horror story.

Everyone thought they were the protagonist of this story.

Fu Zhenhua was unaware of what was happening outside.

But he saw on his phone the news of his own death, as well as the news of a change in the controlling shareholder of Fu Corporation.

His heart instantly went cold halfway.

It's all true, everything Jin Chen said is true.

The woman he had loved for over twenty years had killed his father, abused his son, and even wanted to kill him.

In an instant, Fu Zhenhua seemed to have aged decades, sitting on the sofa, his whole person listless.

"Father."

Fu Muci entered and saw this scene.

He was somewhat at a loss, looking at Jin Chen; receiving the latter's encouraging gaze, he plucked up courage and sat beside Fu Zhenhua.

His voice was soft, but full of worry.

Fu Zhenhua's eyes moved; upon seeing his son still unharmed, he couldn't help but embrace his shoulders.

"Father, I'm sorry to you..."

He even had a hint of a crying tone.

Fu Muci pursed his lips, smelling his father's scent, and also felt somewhat wronged.

When he was young, whenever he was abused many times by Xu Li, he would think, if only Father were at home.

After so many years, the wish came true; although Fu Muci no longer had the original fear, his obsession remained.

The father and son chatted on and on, saying many things, and Fu Muci became increasingly able to utter complete long sentences.

Only then did Fu Zhenhua finally realize.

Compared to the psychologists he had hired over the years, perhaps what his son lacked was merely his companionship.

"Ci Bao, Uncle Fu, have something to eat."

Jin Chen walked out of the kitchen and knocked on the door to signal.

Fu Muci wiped away his tears, a little curious, "You made this?"

"Yes, Ci Bao, want to come try my cooking?"

"Mm!"

Fu Muci immediately responded, then looked at Fu Zhenhua, "Father, let's eat."

"Eh, okay."

Fu Zhenhua felt somewhat emotional.

This house was temporarily bought by Jin Chen, naturally smaller than the Fu Family residence, but cozier.

Here, Fu Zhenhua saw his son repeatedly showing sincere smiles, also became much livelier, and already vaguely had the appearance of before the incident.