Chapter 84: Chapter 84

Because of a "damned" agreement, Su Lingzhi was tormented the whole day, constantly imagining the things she was supposed to do tonight.

Especially as night fell, her heart began to flutter involuntarily. It was a peculiar feeling, like stepping onto a stage for the first time. Even though she had rehearsed countless times, the closer it got to the performance, the harder her heart beat, with nervousness mingled with a trace of anticipation and thrill.

Throughout the day, she regretted countless times why she made such an agreement with him last night.

Gazing at the alluringly colored dinner spread, Su Lingzhi had no appetite at all.

Housekeeper Zhao noticed something was off with her and asked questioningly, "Did Miss have another fight with Sir?"

What do you mean by "another"...

Su Lingzhi helplessly looked at Housekeeper Zhao, "We didn’t fight."

"Miss had very little for lunch today, you should eat more for dinner, otherwise, you might get hungry in the middle of the night." Having spent many days together, Housekeeper Zhao already saw her as his own child, and his concern came naturally.

His words were unintentional, but the phrase "middle of the night" made Su Lingzhi think elsewhere, it was unbearable, and she looked down, "Uncle Zhao, please go ahead, no need to stay here with me."

"Then enjoy your meal, Miss."

Watching his departing back, Su Lingzhi regained her senses.

Today, her vision had improved a bit, and if she continued taking her medicine on time, it wouldn’t take long to recover to a normal level.

She very much looked forward to the day she could see the light again.

Meanwhile, at the Fu Family’s Old Mansion.

Fu Yinli had just gotten out of the car when he encountered his second uncle, Fu Kuangzheng, getting out at the same time.

With a smile, Fu Kuangzheng said in a deliberately surprised tone, "Yinli is back too."

Fu Yinli merely nodded slightly toward him and stepped into the villa ahead of him.

At this moment, the brightly lit living room was not only occupied by the old master; Shao Yuwei was also there, chatting with the old man.

Upon hearing footsteps, both of them looked towards the door. Seeing who it was, Shao Yuwei quickly stood up and, after greeting them, addressed them all: "Yinli, Second Uncle."

Fu Kuangzheng’s gaze lingered on Shao Yuwei for a few seconds, "This is... Yuwei?"

Shao Yuwei nodded lightly, exuding grace and poise in her mannerisms.

She specially changed into a suitable outfit to see her elders, but under Fu Kuangzheng’s gaze, she always felt something was off about herself.

Fu Kuangzheng laughed, "Since Yinli went abroad, I haven’t seen you. I didn’t expect you to grow up so much with that charm emerging."

Seeing that his gaze was not pure, Shao Yuwei smiled without speaking and turned her gaze to Fu Yinli beside her.

His brows slightly furrowed, his eyes did not reveal any emotion, still exuding an indifferent and deep aura.

She had come here after work, arriving an hour before him.

After mentioning her uncle’s matter to Grandpa Fu, Grandpa Fu called him immediately, asking him to return at once.

So she wasn’t surprised by his presence here. Instead, it was his second uncle whose sudden return to the old mansion was a mystery to her.

The old master, upon seeing his second son, was also a bit taken aback but didn’t indulge in much small talk and called all three of them to a dining table.

"It’s rare for you all to be here tonight, you can keep me company." As he spoke, the old master turned to his trusted aide standing behind him, "Bring out that old wine I have, serve them each a glass."

The aide nodded respectfully, soon bringing the wine and filling each of their glasses before stepping aside.

When no one spoke, the atmosphere was particularly subtle.

The old master was the first to raise his glass; the three of them clinked glasses with him across the air and drank it down. Newest update provıded by Nov3lFɪre.ɴet

The aide then continued filling their glasses.

The old master looked at Fu Yinli and said to him, "I heard you closed down Shao Ming’s restaurant."

Fu Yinli replied, "Yes."

Given this question, there was no need to think; it was either Shao Yuwei or Shao Ming who had told on him.

But despite her sitting right next to him, Fu Yinli didn’t spare her a glance.

At this point, Fu Kuangzheng interjected, "Isn’t Shao Ming your dear brother? What kind of falling out was severe enough to close down his restaurant?"

Fu Yinli calmly met his gaze, remaining silent.

The old master cast a sharp glance at Fu Kuangzheng. He knew the weight of his own son’s words and thoughts well enough. Just a look, and he could see through his thoughts.

"There’s no need for sarcasm; I’m advising my grandson, less of your interference."

Zhao Kuangzheng wisely shut his mouth.

The atmosphere was split and stagnant, making Shao Yuwei feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

The old master returned to the point, his voice steady as a clock: "It’s unnecessary to go to such lengths over a young girl or handle matters so harshly. Make your point, no need to cause such a commotion. I’m too old to endure you young folks’ constant upheavals."

Fu Yinli responded, "Understood."

He didn’t specify what exactly he would do, merely acknowledged with two words.

The old master didn’t press for a specific response either.

Shao Yuwei listened in confusion, unsure of Grandpa Fu’s intentions or whether Yinli would let her uncle off the hook.

Yet, the topic shifted just like that, which was completely unexpected for her.

At that moment, she didn’t dare to ask, so she could only keep it bottled up inside.

After several rounds of refilling, out of respect for her elders, she had no choice but to drink along. By midway through the meal, she was already feeling a bit tipsy.

She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but Grandpa Fu’s attitude towards her seemed to have changed slightly. For instance, this wine, which he never let her near in the past, he didn’t caution against at all today.

Her alcohol tolerance was not great to begin with, and faced with such aged red wine, she was inevitably defenseless.

"Yuwei, are you alright?" the old master asked with concern.

Shao Yuwei shook her head, struggling against the dizziness as she said, "I’m fine."

The meal was nearly over. The old master didn’t keep them, instructing Fu Yinli, "Take Yuwei home."

Fu Yinli looked at her, unwilling, yet ultimately complying with his elder’s request.

Shao Yuwei stood up, dizzy and unable to see clearly, she clutched Fu Yinli’s arm, her delicate form leaning against him, laughing, "Then I’ll trouble Yinli to send me back."

Fu Yinli frowned slightly, slowly extracting his arm, before grabbing her wrist and pulling her with him as he walked out.

He walked quickly, causing Shao Yuwei to stagger alongside him, and as they stepped out of the villa’s foyer, she suddenly became weak, collapsing unexpectedly to her knees.

He clearly had the chance to catch her but not only didn’t help, he let go of her hand.

Shao Yuwei looked up at him with grievance, "Why are you walking so fast? Didn’t you see I’m wearing high heels? You have no sense of chivalry."

Fu Yinli called over Xiao Li who stood beside the car, "Take her home."

"What about you, sir?"