Fu Shiyi sat in the dining room and looked over, wiping her mouth with a napkin, not daring to speak.
She came back to find out that her brother had beaten up two people today, and they were under Grandpa's command, yet she didn't know what was going on.
Fu Yansheng saw him return, snorted coldly, and got up to go upstairs.
Fu Shihan looked at him with a deep gaze and stepped up to follow.
Fu Shili saw this and wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Li Mo's voice: "Leave it, let your brother handle it himself."
"Dad, Mom, what exactly happened?" Fu Shili frowned, "The two of them together, won't this blow up?"
"Then let it blow, if the house blows up, we'll just move. We've gotten a bit tired of living here anyway."
She finished speaking and looked at Fu Hongru, who was staring at her with a half-smile, and raised an eyebrow.
"What, am I wrong?"
"Right, whatever you say is right." Fu Hongru stood up, pushed her into the elevator, and went upstairs.
