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Chapter 659: Mentally Ill

Fu Qingli reached out his hand and watched the floating snowflakes land and melt in his hand. Deep within his profound eyes was an unresolvable bitter sorrow. It took a while before he opened his mouth. “Xuan, it’s time for you to come home.”

Since it was imperative that the perpetrator not be on to him or know what he was thinking, Fu Qingli had to conduct himself as usual. Hence, the theatrics was he came here to drag Xuan’s *ss home instead of looking for Shen Xi.

“Got it.” Fu Qingxuan complied without putting up a fight as he was afraid Fu Qingli might give Shen Xi a hard time. Fu Qingxuan cautiously cast a glance at Fu Qingli, suspecting that there was something wrong with him.

“Xuan, what would you tell our sister if you were to meet her now?” Letting out a sigh, Fu Qingli suddenly asked him.

“I don’t know.” Fu Qingxuan’s answer was forthright, albeit his eyes reflected pain and his voice turned hoarse. He was feeling the blues. “I guess it doesn’t matter. I can make her a snowman when she has returned.”

Fu Qingli did not add his thoughts to that. He glanced at Fu Qingxuan and changed the subject. “We’re leaving now. Do you want to say something to her?”

Confused by Fu Qingli’s questions, Fu Qingxuan took a step back to try and read his brother’s face. “Qingli, are you burning up? Did the fever fry your brain?”

That did not sound right. Qingli never talked to him like that before, much less asked for an opinion. It would not even happen in his dreams. Why the sudden change of character?

Fu Qingli turned intimidatingly aloof in the eyes as he furiously hauled him to move along. “Forget it if you don’t want to.”

“I want to, I do.” Fu Qingxuan wanted to get back in there to see how Meanie was doing. Was Qingli picking on her? Nevertheless, he had missed his chance and there was no going back as Qingli dragged him out of there.

Fu Qingxuan finally retaliated with an angry glare after he was kicked into the car. “Mom and Dad said you can’t do that anymore. Just you wait. I’m going to tell them.”

He then grabbed his phone to make a call.

Sitting right beside him, Fu Qingli quietly watched Fu Qingxuan put on a show. Fu Qingxuan later passed the phone to Fu Qingli. “He has a lecture tomorrow. I came to remind him of that.”

Fu Qingxuan wanted to ask what lecture Fu Qingli was talking about. Why did he not know anything about it?

Behind the wheel. Xu Xu respectfully gave Fu Qingxuan his schedule for the next few days. His eyes displayed sympathy. “Young Master Qingxuan, here you go.”

Fu Qingxuan took the paper and looked through only for his hands to shake in anger. He exasperatedly yelled at the phone. “Mom! Dad! He made that arrangement on his own! I didn’t know. I didn’t approve of it! He can go because I’m not!”

Fu Qingli had already hung up the call. He glanced at Fu Qingxuan. “Professor Fu, a lot of people are looking forward to your lecture.”

“You… You…” Fu Qingxuan could murder someone now as fury burned in his eyes. He shot Fu Qingli a look. “Don’t think for a second that you can do whatever you want just because you’re my brother. I’m telling you right now. I won’t do it.”

Fu Qingli looked Fu Qingxuan dead in the eye and commented, “It’s the winter holidays after a week, isn’t it?”

“It would be the lunar new year.” Fu Qingxuan blurted. Still mad after replying, Fu Qingxuan glared at Fu Qingli with accusing and furious eyes.

He had been counting the days until Meanie was on winter vacation, so he knew better than anyone.

“Be on your best behavior for the week and I’ll bring her home to see you,” Fu Qingli remarked.

Fu Qingxuan was dumbstruck. “Bring her home where?”

“Our home.” Fu Qingli turned his head away to the window. The look on his face was chillingly callous, bloodthirsty, dangerous, yet filled with determination.

In a week, he would take her home and return to her rightful place regardless of whether the culprit was apprehended.

Fu Qingli wanted to arrest whoever was behind this, but he did not want to put her through more hurt. Nothing was more important than the reunion of their family.

Back on set, many people were still talking about the person who came for Ms. Cai Ni as they packed up for the night. The discussion was in full swing with everybody making speculations of the man’s identity.

They all knew that Ms. Cai Ni would drop by the set but spend her time in her own office. If luck was on their side, they might run into her even though it was unlikely to happen. Her student, Ruan Sisi, usually led the assistant to handle the costumes and looks.

Someone asked Lin Chan since she looked like she knew a lot. However, Lin Chan had no clue either. She was able to determine that the man was no regular guy judging by his looks and how he carried himself. He must be a young heir to an influential family.

The female actresses daydreamed about getting friendly with the man, but the person never made an appearance ever since. They were left without the last bit of hope.

Su Ruowan was making a few theories about the man’s identity as well. She circled around Shen Xi’s presidential suite for a chance encounter but to no avail. In the end, Su Ruowan sucked up all the questions and jealousy and returned to her room. She phoned the house to see if she could get her questions answered.

Su Muyan picked up the call. After a brief exchange, he passed the phone to Li Jingran who was lying in bed with nothing but skin and bones. “Mom, a call from Wanwan.”

Mom had not been in the best of spirits since her return from the set of Lady Luck six weeks ago. She could not eat and sleep. She was paranoid the whole time, yelling at the air when left alone as though she had gone mad. Mom had lost a lot of weight.

At first, Mom sought a Fengshui Master from Harbor City to come and take a look, but no positive change. Later, she was diagnosed with mental issues after a visit to the neurologist in the hospital. She was prescribed drugs for her hallucination. Her condition seemed to have stabilized in the last few days as she stopped yelling and screaming. Nevertheless, she still looked rather frail.

The doctor said that Mom should be sent to the psychiatric ward for treatment should her condition see no improvement. There was no easy fix to mental illness, so they were told to prepare for the worst.

Li Jingran glanced blankly at Su Muyan, but the mention of Su Ruowan’s name saw some focus in her eyes. She took the call and yelled scratchily, “Wanwan, it’s Mom.”

Frowning at her voice, Su Ruowan’s eyes flickered a hint of disdain, but her voice remained soft. “Mom, how are you doing now? Do you feel better?”

She was tempted to hang up the phone now.. God knows what came into her to call Li Jingran when she already knew that Li Jingran was not lucid to help her.