Indeed, no one could find him.
Fu Yunshen's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped back a bit.
"Look at him, what's the use of his coming back? Grandfather is lying there, life and death uncertain, and he's still making phone calls flirting with women!" Seeing this, the Second Young Master Fu sneered, "Do they think once he's had his drink with the ladies, Grandfather will wake up?"
No one could understand why Old Master Fu was so indulgent with such a profligate son.
Wasn't every other peer of the Fu family a prodigy?
Without even mentioning the eldest grandchild of the Fu family who had already entered the Circle of Nobility in the capital city, even those who were five or six years younger than Fu Yunshen and dabbled in the stock market were making tens of thousands in profits.
It was only Fu Yunshen who idled away, engrossed in romance and pleasure.
Old Master Fu really was blind.