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C1370

"Cousin, my elder sister made a complaint in front of my father, saying that Eldest Uncle hit her …"

Bo Yunfei said worriedly after drinking two mouthfuls of water.

"What did you say?"

Yuwen Qingfeng subconsciously did not believe what he said and frowned.

"My sister said that Eldest Uncle hit her. "And it went to my father …"

Bo Yunfei repeated.

He didn't believe that Yuwen Pei would hit Bo Wanzhou either.

He wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Whether it was Yuwen Pei or Yuwen Feng, both of them had very gentle personalities. Not to mention the juniors, even the servants rarely scolded him in anger.

However, when he saw Bo Wanzhou's red and swollen face, he started to believe it.

Although Bo Wanzhou was usually domineering, her injuries were real.

"My dad hit your sister?"

The light in Yuwen Qingfeng's eyes tightened. He couldn't help but look toward the second floor.

The window of the study was ajar, and smoke drifted out.

Outside the house, he could smell the faint scent of smoke.

"Cousin, right now my father is very angry, maybe …"

Bo Yunfei didn't dare to continue the conversation, nor did he dare to think about it.

It was obvious that Bo Yuheng doted on Bo Wanzhou. When his beloved daughter was beaten, no matter what the reason was, the assailant would inevitably be punished.

"Yunfei, how is Aunt now?"

Yuwen Qingfeng thought further.

"Mother, she fainted …"

On the other end, Bo Yunfei sniffed with a choked voice.

"Cousin, quickly tell first uncle that he should prepare himself …"

"Alright. "Thank you, Yunfei."

Yuwen Qingfeng said gratefully as he retracted his gaze and looked towards the black cloud in the sky.

"Cousin, there's no need to be polite …" "I'm not talking to you anymore. The doctor came out, I'm going to see mom …"

"Alright."

Yuwen Qingfeng hung up and stayed in place for a while. He lowered his head to look at his toes.

"What happened today? Why did dad hit Bo Wanzhou? "

His handsome face grew sad.

"Brother …"

Yuwen Qingge reviewed her homework. Feeling a little stuffy, she came out to take a breath of fresh air.

"Yes."

Yuwen Qingfeng's response was a bit low.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Yuwen Qingge walked in front of him, slightly raising her head as she asked doubtfully.

"Why did you come out?"

Yuwen Qingfeng did not answer the question directly.

"Why can't I come out?"

Yuwen Qingge was baffled.

"Brother, what happened to you?" Absence? "

"Hmm?"

Yuwen Qingfeng was stunned for a moment before he snapped out of his daze and looked at her with his eyes lowered.

"I'm going up first?"

"Brother, what happened?"

Seeing that his expression wasn't good and that he wasn't as calm as usual, Yuwen Qingge became even more perplexed.

Yuwen Qingfeng shook his head and walked inside the house.

Beep, beep, beep...

He had barely gone up the steps when the sound of a car horn was heard.

Yuwen Qingge couldn't help but retreat to the front of the stairs and turn her head away.

The black SUV sped towards them.

The familiar license plate made Yuwen Qingfeng, who stopped, stunned.

He didn't expect Bo Yuheng's men to arrive so quickly.

The passenger door opened and Fu Qinglun, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, got out.

"Uncle Fu …"

Yuwen Qingge spoke politely.

"Miss Qingge, good."

Fu Qinglun politely responded to her. Then, he raised his eyebrows and greeted Yuwen Qingfeng, who was standing on the stairs.

"Young Master Qingfeng, good …"

"Secretary Fu, why are you in such a hurry to get here? Is there some official matter?"

Yuwen Qingfeng collected his emotions, and his handsome face became much calmer.

"I have something to talk to your father about."

Fu Qinglun smiled.

"What is it?"

Yuwen Qingfeng asked.

This disrespectful action caused Yuwen Qingge to frown. She turned her head and looked at him.

"Brother …"

"Young Master Qingfeng, I'm sorry, this is a public service."

Fu Qinglun still had a handsome smile on his face and his voice was still gentle.

"Secretary Fu, is it a public or private matter?"

Yuwen Qingfeng's gaze was fixed on him and his tone became more serious.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing that he was so rude, Yuwen Qingge quickly took two steps up and lightly tugged at him.

"Young Master Qingfeng, where is your father now?"

Fu Qinglun didn't answer, but changed the topic.

"Secretary Fu, you haven't answered me?"

Yuwen Qingfeng spoke again, his clear and suave voice carrying a hint of sternness.

In the end, he was one of the most outstanding people in the Yuwen Family generation. He was raised as a successor. Other than his father, Yuwen Pei, his uncle Yuwen Feng had taught him a lot.

"Big brother …"

A trace of awkwardness appeared on Yuwen Qingge's face. After calling Yuwen Qingfeng in a low voice, she turned around and spoke to Fu Qinglun.

"Uncle Fu, my father is in the study, I'll take you there."

"Alright."

Fu Qinglun's face still had a warm smile, but his eyebrows slightly frowned.

Yuwen Qingge was about to step forward when Yuwen Qingfeng grabbed her wrist.

"You go back to your room, I'll take him up."

"Brother, you?"

Yuwen Qingge felt that he was a little strange, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"Go back to your room."

Yuwen Qingfeng emphasized on his tone.

Although Yuwen Qingge was unwilling, she had no choice but to turn around and leave when she saw his serious expression.

"…"1

Yuwen Qingfeng glanced at Fu Qinglun, then he pursed his lips and stepped forward.

Fu Qinglun's heart tightened as he looked at his handsome back.

In less than five years, this young man would probably become a famous and powerful character in Pear City.

Once again, Yuwen Qingfeng brought people to the door of Yuwen Pei's study, and his mood changed greatly.

"Dad, Secretary Fu is here. Do you want to see him?"

The last sentence seemed to be a reminder.

"Cough, cough, cough …"

A violent cough sounded from the study. Then, a low and hoarse voice came out.

"Come in …"

Yuwen Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and a light flashed across his eyes.

"Secretary Fu, please come in."

He turned the handle of the door, and a pungent smell of smoke came out of the door. The smell of smoke filled the whole corridor.

Fu Qinglun usually didn't smoke, so he really couldn't stand the smell.

He stood in the doorway for two seconds, waiting for the smoke to dissipate before striding in.

Yuwen Qingfeng really wanted to go in, but he felt that it would be against the rules. After closing the door, he waited at the door.

He held his breath and listened.

Fu Qinglun walked in with one hand in his pocket and the other hand on his nose.

"Secretary Fu, you came really fast."

The two of them had only been separated in Qingyun Stage for a few hours. Fu Qinglun felt that Yuwen Pei had aged a lot in an instant.

"Young Master Pei, no matter how much you smoke, it won't solve the problem. It's still better to smoke less."

Fu Qinglun walked straight to the open window with his back facing Yuwen Pei.

"Secretary Fu, are you in such a hurry because of Wanzhou?"

Before Fu Qinglun could open his mouth to speak, Yuwen Pei already understood.

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