"I’m fine, thank you." In her heart, she muttered, strange, since when did Yu Fengji beco so polite? They had never spoken before.
The people in the compound always said that Yu Fengji was difficult to get along with. It seems that might have been a rumor.
Fu Xinwu’s mind was a ss as she thought for a mont, quickly pushing away all her thoughts before asking urgently, "Ning Di, you sent soone to my place to look for Nan Fei—has she disappeared?"
"Don’t be so flustered." Ning Di scolded lightly but firmly.
Standing not far away, Yu Fengji let out a displeased huff and cast a glance at Ning Di. That look may have seed casual, but its instinctive warning didn’t escape Ning Di’s notice.
"Alright, alright." Fu Xinwu didn’t get angry after being reprimanded but instead tried hard to calm herself down. After taking several deep breaths, she finally spoke: "Has she disappeared? By the way, where’s He Shasha? They’re together every day—if she vanished, it’s likely they disappeared together."
"Report!" Before Ning Di could answer, soone outside had already co to report.
"Co in."
"We’ve found He Shasha. She left here last night and has returned to her family ho in the provincial capital. Should I send soone to retrieve her?"
"Bring her back," Ning Di answered decisively.
"Understood!" The person who received the order quickly left.
"Things are getting interesting." Ying Jiuming grew more intrigued the longer he observed, deliberately reminding, "Ning Di, He Shasha is Jiang Nanfei’s person. If you grab her, it’ll be hard to explain once Jiang Nanfei cos back."
"What do you know?" Fu Xinwu snapped and kicked Ying Jiuming irritably. "At a ti like this, you still have the nerve to enjoy the show."
Ying Jiuming felt extrely wronged after being kicked and turned to Yu Fengji for support.
But Yu Fengji sent him a look that said "Good kick, why not just kick him to death."
Ying Jiuming was so furious he nearly spat blood.
"Nan Fei’s health could deteriorate at any mont; the blood clot in her brain hasn’t resolved and could cause fatal complications at any ti," Fu Xinwu’s eyes were red with worry. "Her condition is so critical that if she leaves, whether she can survive and return is uncertain."
The living room suddenly went deathly silent, so oppressive that it was suffocating. Fu Xinwu’s words hit right at the heart of the issue, tearing apart the reality Ning Di had been unwilling to face all along. This was what everyone feared most—Jiang Nanfei’s health mattered more than anything else.
What they worried about wasn’t external factors, but the possibility of her body suddenly failing.
"Damn it, damn it..." Fu Xinwu stamped her feet in frustration. "Nan Fei must have found out—she must know there’s a problem with her health, which is why she wanted to divorce my uncle. It must be that; she must feel like she won’t survive, so she’s willingly giving up and leaving. It’s all your fault—it’s my uncle’s fault. I said from the beginning that you shouldn’t hide this from Nan Fei, but you all agreed to keep it from her. And now look what’s happened—she found out the truth anyway, and now there’s trouble."
Yu Fengji instinctively wanted to comfort her, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn’t say them. In the end, he could only clench his fists in frustration, his deep eyes narrowing faintly.
"Don’t worry. We’ll definitely find Jiang Nanfei," Ying Jiuming imdiately comforted her. "Don’t worry; nothing will happen to Jiang Nanfei. Besides, Gu Qiu is missing too—they left together. Even if they went out, there’s soone to look after her."
"What?" Fu Xinwu scread uncontrollably. "Gu Qiu left with Nan Fei?"
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