In the living room, the silence had stretched on for too long, and no one spoke to break the stillness.
Fu Jianfang leisurely blew on the tea leaves floating in his cup, sipping slowly and methodically, exhibiting an unconcerned and relaxed demeanor.
Fu Qizhen and Fu Huaxian exchanged glances. Nowadays, since the old man had shut himself away, Junshan Group was led by Fu Jichen, and they had lost hope entirely. In the company, they had to watch their nephew's mood and act accordingly, not daring to meddle in his affairs. Unlike the fourth brother, who was still not resigned to his fate, constantly scheming to make trouble for Fu Jichen.
"Dad, calm down first." Fu Jianfang finally couldn't hold back and spoke up, leaning forward to set down her water cup, glancing at Fu Jichen, and persuading the old man, "Don't disregard your own health—it hasn't reached that point yet, right? We all know Fu Da is filial to you, and surely he wouldn't go against your wishes. Right, Fu Da?"
