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Rongcheng hurriedly took the person to the study.

Fu Yuezhi looked a little tired, and saw that the person who came was someone close to his eldest brother.

So he sat on the chair and asked, "What happened to my brother?"

The man knelt on the ground with a plop, his voice urgent.

"I was assassinated and am still hanging on to my last breath. Please return as soon as possible!"

Fu Yuezhi's expression suddenly turned stern and he stood up.

"go!"

Fu Yuezhi casually put on his coat and walked away.

Rongcheng followed closely behind.

The three of them got into the car, which turned on its lights and gradually disappeared into the rain.

Wen Xi yawned lightly and put down the corner of the curtain she had lifted.

Communicating with Ling Ling Qi in my mind.

"Master, the eldest son of the Fu family, Fu Yichang, controls the military forces of the three surrounding provinces headed by Hai City. The warlords of the five southeastern provinces have always been eyeing them and want to annex them. Now that he has been assassinated, it must be related to them."

"It's going to get chaotic." Wen Xi replied, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

"Why did you ask Fu Yuezhi to go back?"

"Fu Yichang is about to die, and wants to pass on the military power in his hands, but the head of the Fu family is old, and the second young master of the Fu family, Fu Lishu, is obsessed with literature and has no military talent, so he is not worthy of being reused. The only candidate left is Fu Yuezhi."

"Fu Yuezhi has always been focused on business. Can he take on this responsibility?"

Ling Ling Qi did not reply.

Wen Xi had a vague feeling that Fu Yuezhi would not refuse. On the surface, he looked like an unreliable rich kid, but he was very decisive in doing things. He would kill people like Yafeite without hesitation.

Now that I have the courage, all I need is an opportunity.

But her vacation was too eventful. If the three provinces of Haishi went to war with the warlords of the five southeastern provinces, she would not be able to avoid the attack even if she was in the concession.

Wen Xi shrank back into bed and began to think about her next plan.

It is much easier not being in the mission world and not having any absolute missions to complete, but now how to survive has become a mind-consuming problem.

Besides, she is not alone now, there are also Aunt Xiang and Erya to consider.

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The night rain is about to stop, and the sound of raindrops dripping under the eaves is unusually obvious in the quiet night.

The Fu family mansion was brightly lit.

Fu Yuezhi walked straight to Fu Yichang's bedroom.

The servants waiting along the way had solemn expressions on their faces, and the entire Fu family seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud.

The eldest lady was waiting anxiously in the hall with tears in her eyes along with everyone else. Aunt Mei's face was pale, she looked at Fu Yuezhi hesitantly, not daring to step forward.

Fu Yuezhi entered the bedroom and closed the door tightly behind him.

The head of the Fu family looked tired, sitting on a chair at the head of the bed, panting.

Seeing Fu Yuezhi coming, he leaned over and whispered something in the ear of the person lying on the bed.

Most of the person on the bed was hidden under the quilt. Fu Yuezhi took a quick glance and found that the quilt at the leg area was too flat.

His heart tightened, and he whispered, "Brother, I'm back."

Fu Yichang opened his eyes and saw Fu Yuezhi, his expression seemed to relax.

The bloodless lips moved and whispered, "I'm glad you're back."

"There is no time. I have something to tell you."

Fu Yuezhi knelt beside the bed.

His relationship with his eldest brother is not bad. People outside say that he is a playboy, but his eldest brother always seems to see clearly.

He was secretly tinkering with industry and inevitably encountered some troubles in the business world. Although his eldest brother didn't say anything, he always provided him with help at the first time.

Fu Yuezhi felt a dull pain in his heart.

Fu Yichang was breathing weakly, so Fu Yuezhi had no choice but to straighten his body and put his ear close to his mouth.

"I know you have ambitions and want to save the country through industry. This is a good idea."

"But with the war going on, no industry can take root in this land, as you well understand."

Fu Yuezhi nodded, he understood.

Fu Yichang paused for a while before continuing.

"Thank you for your hard work. I know you have always done a good job..."

One of them spoke and the other nodded until dawn.

As soon as Fu Yuezhi walked out of the door, loud crying broke out in the Fu family mansion.

Early the next morning, Fu Yichang's obituary was published in Ta Kung Pao.

At the same time, there was another piece of news that Fu Yuezhi, the third son of the Fu family, was the new leader of the Hai City warlords.

It caused a sensation in all circles for a while.

Warlords from the five southeastern provinces continued to invade, and one could often hear the buzzing of fighter planes flying overhead.

Aunt Xiang was very worried. The prices of seasonal vegetables had skyrocketed these days. Sometimes if she went there too late, she wouldn't be able to buy them even if she had money.

Arya attended classes as usual until a shell hit the playground of Pei Hwa Girls' School and classes were suspended.

Ever since Fu Yuezhi left that day, he never came back.

Only Rongcheng came back and handed Wenxi a package.

The package contained Fu Yuezhi's signed divorce papers, a considerable sum of money, and several boat tickets to overseas, with a date of one month later.

The next day, the news that the new warlord leader and his wife had signed a divorce agreement spread throughout the city. Even Sheng Mingzhu sent a letter to comfort her, scolding Fu Yuezhi for being a bad person.

Wen Xi understood Fu Yuezhi's thoughts. His current position was not stable yet. If he made any mistake, he would suffer the same fate as his elder brother.

What's more, it is inevitable that some people will be tempted to use dirty means against Wen Xi and others.

Although he seemed to be an ungrateful man who abandoned his wife, he had already made plans for Wen Xi and the others in his heart.

Wen Xi held these things in his hands, but he felt heavy and uncomfortable in his heart.

According to his judgment, Fu Yichang's death was the fuse. Once the situation of mutual restraint was broken, the war would be out of control.

Wen Xi thought that going abroad was a solution. At least there was no war outside and it was relatively peaceful.

She herself didn't care. With Ling Lingqi around, she would not die in an accident in this world before the vacation was over.

She was more worried about Aunt Xiang and Erya.

Aunt Xiang was reluctant to let Erya go to the charity, so she adopted her. The two of them were very close to each other but had not had a happy life for a few days.

The boat departure date was approaching, and Wen Xi had asked Aunt Xiang to pack her luggage long ago. No large items were allowed, only a few sets of clothes for her to change into, and some daily necessities.

The two bronze suitcases were barely full.

The day before departure, Wen Xi and Aunt Xiang went out to buy some things for the journey. As the journey would last more than a month, they had to make more preparations.

When I returned to the mansion, I found Rongcheng and a few others sitting in the living room.

"The students sponsored by the Third Master are being sent abroad on government scholarships. They will go with you this time, and I will take good care of them on the way."

"Hello, Miss Wen!"

As Rongcheng explained, several young students stood up and greeted him, and Wenxi nodded in return.

One of the students had short hair that reached her ears. Wen Xi recognized her as Rose, whom she had met at the dance.

Rose didn't say much. After saying hello, she sat on the sofa, looking depressed. No one knew what she was thinking.

After everything was done, Rong Cheng looked at Wen Xi, winked upstairs, and said in a low voice: "The Third Master is waiting for you in the study."

Wen Xi raised an eyebrow. The war on the front line was tense. Did he find time to come here?

Pushing open the door of the study, there was no light in the room. A figure was sitting by the bay window, and a red spark was burning in the air, flickering.

Wen Xi smelled the scent of cigarettes at the tip of her nose.

Fu Yuezhi originally didn't touch these things.

He closed the door gently and then asked, "What are you doing here?"