Although Fu Xiyan put away the book as soon as the door was kicked open, but, vaguely, Master Fu seemed to see words such as "murder" and "father".

Master Fu:! !

stamp!

what did he see

Murder your own father? !

This bastard actually wanted to murder his own father?

"Take out the book." Patriarch Fu rushed to Fu Xiyan with a few strides, and extended his hand to Fu Xiyan.

"Didn't you want to talk about the studio?" Fu Xiyan directly changed the subject.

Master Fu didn't like his wish, and continued to hold on to the matter of the book, "What about the studio, let's talk about the book first, what about murdering your own father? Are you trying to kill my superior?"

Fu Xiyan listened to his question, a trace of teasing flashed in his eyes, "If I want to be in power, do I need to kill you?"

Patriarch Fu: "..."

This... doesn't seem to be necessary.

"Then, that book..."

"The housekeeper was reading a suspense novel recently, and I flipped through it casually."

In fact, the housekeeper gave it to him with his own hands, so he must take a good look at it, and don't let the ambitious people harm the old man.

As for who this wolfish and ambitious person is, the two of them tacitly agreed.

Listening to Fu Xiyan's answer, Master Fu didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Believe it or not, the older the old housekeeper is, the more he likes to read novels, and the more bloody novels, the more he likes to read them.

Believe me, in case this bastard really wants to hurt him...

However, it seems that there is really no reason to harm him.

After thinking about it, I didn't have any clues. In the end, Master Fu decided to put the matter of the book aside temporarily, "Why did you demolish my studio?"

Fu Xiyan: "Master Xuan said that the studio would kill our whole family."

"Bah, that studio has been built for ten years. Our family is not all living well. Then there is a mysterious master saying that our family's Feng Shui is not so good." Patriarch Fu looked displeased.

Before Fu Xiyan could speak, Master Fu looked at Fu Xiyan and asked, "Has the little girl surnamed Gu come to the house?"

Fu Xiyan raised his eyebrows.

Indeed, there was a little girl surnamed Gu.

"I see, you are just bewildered by that girl. You can believe whatever she says. Even if she is your uncle's apprentice, she is only an apprentice. Our family has a spirit gathering array made by her master." .”

"What's the matter, is she still better than your uncle?"

As Master Fu was talking, his favorability for that little girl Gu Xiyue instantly changed from -5 to -10.

In the past, every time he came to his house, he always competed with him for his wife's attention. Now, because of her, the studio he designed for his wife has been demolished.

This girl is really hateful.

Originally, I was thinking about explaining that this girl surnamed Gu and that girl surnamed Gu are not the same person, but after listening to Patriarch Fu's words, Fu Xiyan couldn't sit still, "Can't blue come from blue and be better than blue?"

Patriarch Fu: "Your uncle is..."

Without giving Fu Xiyan time to speak, Master Fu said a lot of words that praised his uncle to heaven, oh, in a sense, his uncle has indeed gone to heaven.

The master of the Fu family exported unilaterally, and Fu Xiyan drank his tea as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until Patriarch Fu boasted that his mouth was dry, that Fu Xiyan poured him a cup of tea, "Come and moisten your throat, continue."

Patriarch Fu: "..."

Taking the teacup, he raised his head and took a sip, "Continue, sir, don't talk anymore."

Seeing this, Fu Xiyan knew it was time for him to speak, "Father, do you still remember when grandpa fell ill?"

Master Fu: "Of course I remember, your grandfather has been sick for ten years."

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