Burning Incense

Fu Sen finished his breakfast and left the room with Ning Fu. When he passed by the memorial tablet in the nunnery, Fu Sen subconsciously looked back.

"Sir, since I stayed at your place, I should tell the owner. Why don't I go in and offer incense as a greeting?" Fu Sen looked at Ning Fu and said sincerely.

Ning Fu thought for a moment and then gestured for him to go ahead. "Please!"

As soon as he walked into the hall filled with burning incense, Fu Sen instantly felt refreshed. It was actually a medicinal fragrance. The fragrance was elegant and pleasant. It also made one feel relaxed and happy, and had a soothing effect. This was a very particular family.

Fu Sen was curious about the owner of this place, but when he saw the blank tablet, he was slightly stunned. Not even the identity was written on it?

Ning Fu didn't care for Fu Sen's curiosity. He dutifully lit the incense and handed it to Fu Sen. Then, he stood aside with a solemn expression.

Fu Sen held the incense stick and bowed reverently thrice. Then, he handed the incense stick back to Ning Fu.

"It's been so many years. Other than Miss, this is the first guest to see Madam," Ning Fu said to the memorial tablet as he sighed dejectedly and inserted the incense stick into the incense burner.

Then, Ning Fu politely sent Fu Sen off.

Seeing Fu Sen come out, Song Zhi, who was already a little impatient after having to wait for some time, hurriedly went up to Fu Sen and said, "I've waited for you for a long time. You're finally out."

After saying that, Song Zhi looked at Ning Fu, who had already turned around and left, and said curiously, "Isn't this a nunnery? Why did you just send a message saying that we won't be allowed in?"

Fu Sen remembered the killers from the day before, who had been subdued by the young lady in an instant. He smiled and said, "So that you are able to continue living in this world."

Song Zhi snorted disdainfully and sneered, "Are you trying to scare me? Let me tell you — I am not scared."

If it had been prior to the previous day, Fu Sen would also not have believed such an inconceivable thing. But now, he could only admit that there was always someone better. The world was so vast that there would always be unimaginable miracles.

"Let's go back!" After Fu Sen finished speaking, he strode away.

Song Zhi speedily followed and shouted, "Aren't you injured? Why are you walking so quickly? Are you in a hurry to go back and get engaged to Miss Zhou?"

Fu Sen ignored the noisy man behind him. He opened the car door and ordered the driver to start driving.

Song Zhi, who had a stomach full of car exhaust, stood behind and hollered without any regard for his image until the few cars stopped in front of a castle-like villa.

Song Zhi, who alighted from the car, gritted his teeth and yelled at Fu Sen, "Fu Sen, you heartless man. I didn't sleep the whole night in order to find you, but you abandoned me and left on your own. Tell me, you..."

Fu Sen's slender index finger pressed against his lips and made a silencing gesture. Only then did Song Zhi realize that they were now standing on Fu Xing's territory.

Song Zhi immediately shut his mouth and silently followed Fu Sen in.

At that moment, in a gorgeous and classic study, a little girl in a lace dress was quietly drawing. It was a beautiful and peaceful scene.

However, the girl's ugly, black-haired, and festered face did not fit in with this beautiful scene.

Fu Sen, who was standing at the door of the study, looked at the dense purple blood vessels on his sister Fu Xing's neck. He recalled what the doctor had said. If she could not live for more than a year, Fu Sen's heart would ache.

If it hadn't been for him, his sister's face wouldn't have become so ugly and hideous. She wouldn't have locked herself in this remote castle for so many years because of her inferiority complex. She wouldn't have hidden herself in Deer City, far away from Jin City. She wouldn't have to face death at only 12 years of age.

Song Zhi knew that Fu Sen was blaming himself again. He sighed and then sorted out his emotions. He smiled brightly and loudly said, "Xing, your Brother Song is here to see you."

Fu Xing turned around and saw Fu Sen and Song Zhi. Her originally serious eyes instantly lit up.

She ran over happily and said, "Brother, Brother Song, you're here. Auntie Wu, help me bring over the leftover cake from yesterday."

Auntie Wu exclaimed happily. Miss would only be so happy when Young Master came.

"What has Xing been busy with these few days? Brother Song sent you several messages, why didn't you reply? I'm so heartbroken," Song Zhi said with an aggrieved expression as he looked at Fu Xing, pouting.