Miss Ai completely ignored his anger and said lightly, "You'd better find a job quickly. I don't want to support you forever."
Fu Tingyi jumped up: "I know! I won't let you support me!"
Then he slammed the door and left.
The subordinate hesitated and looked at Miss Ai, "Should I chase him?"
Miss Ai shook her head, "No need, he'll be back."
A penniless person, how far could he run? At most, he'd run to the next villa, and then he'd come back because he had no money.
Soon, the subordinate discovered that Miss Ai was right.
Less than ten minutes later, Fu Tingyi returned dejectedly.
Miss Ai and the subordinate watched him. Although they didn't speak, their faces held faint smiles, and Fu Tingyi felt they were mocking him.
He turned ashen-faced and walked upstairs without a word.
Miss Ai looked at her subordinate, "See?"
The subordinate nodded, "Miss Ai is indeed wise."
For the next few days, Fu Tingyi started looking for a job, but there was no good news. Everyone knew his past identity, his style of conduct, and his abilities, so no one dared to hire him.
He fell into despair for a moment, but the thought of the culprit who had brought him to this state made his heart seethe with indignation.
If not for Fu Jingshu, if not for Fu Jingshu!
Fu Tingyi's hatred surged, and after being rejected once more, he returned to the villa with a gloomy face. He saw Miss Ai eating at the dining table, a feast of seafood spread before her.
He, on the other hand, was nearly fainting from the heat while looking for work outside, not even having a sip of water.
Miss Ai looked up and saw him standing not far away, staring at her with a dark expression. She immediately became displeased, put down her lobster, and said, "Are you done yet?"
Ever since he came back from the police station, he'd had a sour face towards everyone.
It was as if the whole world owed him money.
"I don't owe you anything. You couldn't outsmart Fu Jingshu yourself, you're useless. Don't take your anger out on me!"
Miss Ai spoke unceremoniously, leaving Fu Tingyi speechless.
The subordinate beside her suppressed a laugh.
Fu Tingyi became enraged, "Don't think I have to rely on you. Don't forget, I still have a final trump card. I won't cooperate with you, I'll use it myself!"
Did she really think he didn't know why Miss Ai saved him?!
Wasn't it for this trump card!
With a "snap!"
Miss Ai threw the crab on the table onto the floor, where it landed at Fu Tingyi's feet. The crab was still hot, emitting an alluring aroma.
Fu Tingyi hadn't eaten all day, and a rumble came from his stomach.
Miss Ai let out a light laugh.
Fu Tingyi's expression changed instantly, shame and anger intertwined.
Miss Ai put away her smile, took a tissue to wipe her fingertips, and said, "I advise you to be honest and don't mess around. I don't want to waste time on you. Also, the final trump card is for me to use, not you. Otherwise, why would I bail you out of prison? And help you sell all your assets, was it just to do good deeds?"
Fu Tingyi's face turned green then white.
Miss Ai got up and walked towards the staircase, then turned back and glanced at him with utter contempt, "You know what to do now."
Fu Tingyi stood in place, feeling a chill run through his body.
...
Shen Qingqing sat on the sofa, looking at the tall, imposing back of the man not far away. He was holding his phone, saying something.
But his expression was very serious.
Shen Qingqing propped her chin with one hand. After waiting for a moment, she saw him return and quickly asked, "How is it?"
"I've found the person behind Fu Tingyi."
"Who is it?"
Fu Jingshu's expression was extremely cold, "Mark, Ai Qi."
Shen Qingqing's eyes widened slightly, then she put down her hand and sat up straight, "How could it be her?"
Fu Jingshu sat beside her, embraced her with one arm, and gently stroked her back. There was no lust in the gesture; it was more like an unconscious action when deep in thought.
"What are you thinking about?"
Shen Qingqing looked up at him.
Fu Jingshu looked down at her, and the seriousness on his face suddenly vanished, replaced by a faint smile, "Don't worry, I'll investigate thoroughly. Now that we know who the enemy is, there's no need to worry."
Shen Qingqing rested her head on his shoulder.
"Mm, I'm not worried."
Her complete trust made Fu Jingshu feel very comfortable. He couldn't help but hold her tighter and said in a low voice, "We have to go to the hospital to change your bandages tomorrow. I'll go with you."
"Chenchen and Xixi have to go too."
Speaking of this, Shen Qingqing got a headache.
Fu Jingshu chuckled, "Then let's all go. They're worried about you too."
Shen Qingqing sighed, "There's nothing I can do if they insist on coming."
If the children were being unreasonable, she could lecture them, but this was their concern for her, and she couldn't say anything too harsh.
The next day, as they were getting ready to go out, they received a phone call.
It was from Shen Qingqing's third uncle, Xiao Wenqi.
"Hurry to the hospital, your grandmother is in trouble!"
Shen Qingqing didn't have time to ask what happened before the other party hung up, only giving them a hospital address. She and Fu Jingshu had to leave in a hurry, without taking the two children, leaving them at home.
As soon as they left, Chenchen said, "Something must have happened."
He hadn't heard the phone call, but he saw something from his mother's serious expression.
Xixi's face was also serious, but seeing Chenchen's worried look, he suppressed his own complex feelings and patted his brother's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Mommy and Daddy are very capable, they'll be fine."
"Mm."
Here, the two brothers comforted each other.
Meanwhile, Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu arrived at the hospital.
Xiao Wenqi was waiting at the entrance. Seeing them, he grabbed Shen Qingqing without a word and pulled them towards the ward, complaining, "Why are you so late? Come with me quickly. your grandmother is very ill, the doctors can't do anything, it's all up to you!"
Her third uncle had a fiery and direct temper, and his actions were always impetuous.
Shen Qingqing knew the urgency and quickened her pace.
In the ward, the old lady was lying in bed, asleep. Shen Qingqing went over and tapped her, her face looking very pale.
"Why has she become so thin?" She had been plump when she returned from abroad.
Xiao Wenqi ran his fingers through his hair, his face filled with frustration, "I don't know. Half a month ago, Mom suddenly started sleeping a lot, lost her appetite, and lost a lot of weight. I said we should go to the hospital, but Mom refused. So it dragged on like this until today, when she suddenly fainted, and I immediately sent her to the hospital..."
As he spoke, his face became dejected.
"But I asked the doctor, and tests were done. The doctor said Mom has a very rare condition, rheumatism in the bones, a chronic illness of many years. With current medical technology, it can be saved, but not cured. And the old lady delayed for too long. Now, the evil spirit has entered her body, and there's no hope."
He, a man over six feet tall, couldn't help but redden his eyes as he uttered the words "no hope."