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Chapter 707: Of Infighting and Jealousy

Fu Handing only had Shen Xi and Shangguan Yangiu in his vision.

He secretly wished the girl was his daughter since their first encounter. Fu Handing could not believe his dreams became a reality.

It was a pity that he had not regained his memory to this day. God knows if he would ever remember.

The family’s flight took off in the afternoon and landed at the Fu family’s private airport following a ten-hour journey. The airport, built for the family’s personal use and convenience, was next to the Fu family’s estate and private golf course. Fu Qingli and Fu Qingye often took flights for work while Fu

Qingxuan flew around the world for international medical conferences.

It was half-past ten at night by then. The maids had prepared dinner as requested and they were all Shen Xi’s favorites.

The Fu family’s chef was China’s finest, with their ancestors who had served the royal family. The feast was on par with food made by the Li family’s chef.

Fu Qingli returned when the family just sat down for dinner. Carrying the same straight face, he brought along a chill in his black trench coat. It was hard to read his emotions.

With Fu Qingli walking through the door, Fu Qingxuan held on tight to his seat as his heart sank. Afraid to be yanked out of his seat, Fu Qingxuan stole a glance at Fu Qingli from the corner of his eye.

He wanted to sit with Shen Xi, and no one was to steal his seat, not even Qingli.

Without a word, Fu Qingli went to wash his hand in the bathroom and faintly gave Fu Qingxuan a smirk. His gaze lingered on Fu Qingye as well. Only Fu Qingxuan and Fu Qingye understood the meaning behind his eyes.

Fu Qingxuan’s mind was blown. He furiously glared at Fu Qingli before proceeding to get up and leave. He hissed through gritted teeth, “I’m going to the bathroom.”

Qingli went too far to threaten him! It was only a seat. Fine, Fu Qingxuan would let him have it this time, but the latter could expect no more of Mr. Nice Guy from then on.

With him gone, Shen Xi had Shangguan Yanqiu on her left while the seat on her right was left empty.

Fu Qingli happily made his way over.

To his dismay, someone had to ruin the moment for him. Li Yuan, carrying a bowl in hand, came out of nowhere and was one step ahead to take the seat. With a smile, Li Yuan placed the bowl in front of Shen Xi. “The food’s a little spicy. You might want to wash it out before eating.”

Shen Xi had not made full recovery from the sore throat she had two days ago. She did not tell anyone to cause unnecessary worry. Having no idea, Mrs. Fu instructed the chef to make food of strong flavors according to Shen Xi’s liking.

Fu Qingli’s eyes were breathing fire. The Li b*stard really did not know how to take a hint. Fu Qingli made Qingxuan give up his seat, but it was occupied by Li Yuan instead.

In one corner, Fu Qingye watched with much gusto. Fortunately, he stayed out of the fray. Qingli got rid of Qingxuan by whatever means only for the seat to be stolen by Li Yuan.

It was a classic case of while two dogs fought for a bone, a third one ran away with it.

Without sparing Fu Qingli the time of day, Li Yuan grabbed a rib to dilute in the water before putting it on Shen Xi plate.

Fu Qingli could not just stand there. Fed up, he took a seat across the table and found everything an eyesore.

Fu Qingxuan made up an excuse to go to the toilet because he did not want anyone to know he was threatened to give up the space nor did he want to lose his dignity as a brother in front of his sister.

He was surprised to find Li Yuan taking over the seat that Qingli forced him out of. Grinding his teeth in resentment, Fu Qingxuan had a problem with anyone who stole his seat.

By right, Fu Qingxuan should be the one sitting next to Shen Xi!

Since Shangguan Yanqiu only had eyes for her precious daughter, she was oblivious of the infighting and jealousy going on among the boys as they tried to win over Shen Xi.

Fu Handing, on the other hand, had been quietly observing the lot in amusement.

Now with a little sister around, the ever-prudent Qingli was also showing his childish side. Yet, he of all people could not put aside his pride. He was the type to act in silence.

Xixi was a different story. Speaking of which, Xixi took after Fu Handing in terms of characters, never to be the one to take the initiative to reach out. She had to be approached as Qingxuan did by being all over her and telling things straight to her face.

The Fu brothers were not in the best of moods as they stared at Li Yuan with hostility, and the animosity only grew with time. If looks could kill, Li Yuan would have died a thousand times.

Li Yuan was completely in his element, selectively ignoring and turning a blind eye to things that were not worth his time. He picked the food and diluted the strong flavors off for Shen Xi, sometimes even feeding the food to her mouth.

Fu Qingli did a slow burn. What was the meaning of this? Could Li Yuan show some restraint in front of the family? Li Yuan did it on purpose to piss him off!

Fu Qingye was feeling bitter because he barely got to spend time with his long-lost sister. She had a boyfriend before he could shower her with love and attention. It was not a nice feeling at all.

Fu Qingxuan openly looked daggers at Li Yuan, but it had no effect on the latter. Out of ideas, Fu Qingxuan looked to Fu Handing for help.

Fu Handing shook his head and smiled at Fu Qingxuan. He always saw Li Yuan as his own, and Fu Handing got used to their public display of affection in the few months he stayed at the Lis’ residence. That was why Fu Handing did not think much of the couple’s interaction.

Although the intimacy was normal between couples, it only rubbed the Fu brothers the wrong way. Soon, Fu Jungiu finally made it home.

Hurling the suitcases aside, she charged in and hugged Shen Xi without warning. With teary eyes, she whimpered, “Xixi, I’m your aunt!”

Shen Xi nearly choked on her food by the sudden embrace. With her face turning red from suffocation, she downed an entire glass of water to ease the food down her esophagus. Shen Xi coughed. “Aunt Jungiu.”

Worried sick, Fu Jungiu smacked Shen Xi’s back and gave her a glass of water. She almost cried feeling bad for what she did. “I’m sorry, it was my fault. Here, drink some water.”

Thank goodness Shen Xi was feeling better. She heaved a hacking cough and smiled. “I’m fine..”