Rebirth: The Courtyard Bride Is Cool and Radiant

Chapter 1080: Ruthless Toward One's Own Flesh and Blood



Chapter 1080: Ruthless Toward One's Own Flesh and Blood



Yuan Yuxun hadn’t expected that as soon as he arrived at the Fu Family, he would walk into utter chaos.


Hearing his old friend calling him, he hurried forward and took Fu Chenyi’s pulse, but with that one pulse, his brows knitted so tightly they could crush a fly.


Old Sir Fu asked anxiously, “Brother Yuan, what’s wrong with Chenyi?”


The look Yuan Yuxun gave his old friend was hard to describe: “Let me borrow your study and use the phone.”


When Old Sir Fu heard this, his heart sank.


He knew Yuan Yuxun well and understood that he must have something to say to him alone: “Alright, I’ll take you there now.”


Yuan Yuxun said to the others in the Fu Family, “Bring a glass of warm water, try to feed him a little.”


After speaking, without noticing everyone’s puzzled expressions, he went straight into the study: “Old Brother Fu, Chenyi’s situation is critical. I’m afraid only my little disciple can keep him alive for now.”


Old Sir Fu collapsed into the chair: “How could this happen, what on earth is wrong with Chenyi?”


Yuan Yuxun said, both angry and disappointed, “We agreed last time that Chenyi would come to Ji City. Why did you suddenly change your mind halfway through?”


Old Sir Fu really didn’t know how to tell his old friend about those disgraceful matters at home: “Brother Yuan, it’s not that Chenyi broke his word. Something happened along the way. If he hadn’t reacted fast enough, I don’t dare imagine the consequences.”


Seeing Old Sir Fu’s expression, Yuan Yuxun didn’t want to pry into other people’s secrets: “Alright, if you don’t want to say it, then don’t. But Chenyi’s condition really isn’t good. His fertility was already difficult to begin with, and someone actually used cold, damaging stuff on him. Are they trying to completely ruin him?”


Old Sir Fu was stunned when he heard this: “You mean…”


His face was full of disbelief; he really didn’t want to believe it. But the facts were right here—someone in the family wanted to harm Chenyi?


Who was it?


Old Sir Fu’s whole demeanor was one of defeat. He truly didn’t want to believe that for their own selfish interests, they would actually go for the kill against their own flesh and blood.


But this wasn’t the time to think about that: “Brother Yuan, I’m begging you, you must think of a way to save Chenyi.”


Yuan Yuxun also looked troubled: “It’s not that I don’t want to help. With my current situation, I really am powerless.”


Thinking of something, he went on, “I’ll say it again—it’s not that I don’t want to help. But last time you stood her up. Even if she is my disciple, I can’t force her, much less precisely because she is my disciple.”


Old Sir Fu’s face was full of remorse: “It’s all my fault.”


He wiped his face: “Brother Yuan, about last time, our Fu Family owes your little disciple an apology. It wasn’t that Chenyi didn’t want to go, he ran into force majeure on the way and had no choice but to terminate the trip. We really weren’t playing her on purpose.”


Though Yuan Yuxun was in a bind, he also knew Fu Chenyi’s illness couldn’t be dragged on any longer: “Forget it. Since I’ve happened to encounter this today, for the sake of our many years of friendship, I’ll put aside my pride.”


He picked up the phone and first called the Huo Family. After confirming Yunyi’s current location, he quickly handed over the address he’d written down: “Send someone over to invite her. Whether she comes or not depends on Chenyi’s fate.”


Old Sir Fu took the slip of paper and rushed out of the study without even taking the time to thank his old friend.


He wanted to go and invite her in person. Standing her up last time had indeed been the Fu Family’s fault.


The reason he had to go himself was, first, that he wanted to personally apologize; second, he also had his own selfish motives—after all, his old friend’s little disciple had married into the Huo Family.


He was thinking that if by any chance his old friend’s little disciple was unwilling to give him face, the Huo Family’s fourth son could still help put in a good word. For his grandson’s sake, he didn’t care about losing his old face.



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