Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 191: Return to the Old House

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Return to the Old House

Her thoughts were suddenly captivated by the cheongsam brought by the stylist.

Entirely handmade with embroidery, each stitch intricately outlining the jacquard at the hem of the cheongsam, its plain color elegant.

Transparent pearls at the chest shimmered under the light, and the silver palmette pendants were subtly elegant.

After Jiang Mian put it on, the design revealed her slim, snow-white calves through the slit on one side.

Covering herself with a white fringed shawl, Jiang Mian gazed at her reflection in the mirror—her eyes moving softly, yet saturated with a refined beauty.

On her way to the Fu Family’s old house, Fu Sichen barely spoke.

Jiang Mian sent a message to Lin Chen, her head lowered.

Jiang Xiaomian: "Brother, who else is there in Fu Sichen’s family?"

Besides Grandpa Fu, Jiang Mian seemed to know very little about his family members.

Today, dressed in a cheongsam, she clearly looked the part of a refined lady.

This man looked quite morose today, yet he hadn’t seemed this way last night.

Lin Chen: "His father, his father has remarried, and there is a half-brother from the same father but different mothers."

Lin Chen: "Fu Sichen and his father do not get along; just so you’re aware."

The slender fingers holding the phone unconsciously tightened.

Inside the main hall of the Fu Family’s old house.

Old Mr. Fu, supported by a cane, was calmly drinking tea in the main seat.

"Dad, you said Xiao Chen is getting married, how is it that we knew nothing about it?"

Ye Zi continued, "Yes, Dad, after all, we are Xiao Chen’s parents. We even had to learn about this from the internet."

She felt a bit embarrassed and glanced at her niece seated beside her.

Fu Zerong stared down at his phone, nonchalantly saying, "What’s there to know if they are all abroad, and besides, my brother is already grown up. As long as Grandpa knows, that should suffice."

"Xiao Ze! Watch your words!"

Ye Zi glared at her poorly seated son.

How could she have raised a son who only ever thinks of outsiders?

Old Mr. Fu sipped his tea, his brows and eyes carrying a hint of severity: "I raised Xiao Chen. You left cleanly back then, and didn’t seem to care whether he lived or died."

"This..."

Fu Yin was suddenly at a loss for words, "Dad, you know the reason for what happened back then; I also had my unspeakable difficulties."

Old Mr. Fu did not engage with his son’s words but instead turned his gaze to the quiet woman beside him, his voice faint, "What does it mean for you to bring an outsider to the family banquet today?"

"Are you trying to embarrass me?"

Luo Xi bit her lip, her expression uneasy; she hadn’t expected Old Mr. Fu to put her in such an awkward position.

She nervously looked towards her aunt.

Ye Zi held her hand to reassure her, "Dad, Xiao Xi calls me and Fu Yin aunt and uncle. Naturally, she is family. I watched her grow up. It’s been a long time since we last met when she returned."

Fu Zerong’s lips twitched, and from his phone came a sound of "victory."

"We don’t even keep in touch that often, how close can we really be..."

Ye Zi glared at her son again; what was going on today, always undermining others.

Didn’t this boy know to be nicer to his own cousin.

Fu Zerong pouted, shrugged indifferently, and glanced towards the door.

"Grandpa, why haven’t big brother and sister-in-law come back yet?"

Old Mr. Fu checked the time—it should be soon by now.

Uncle Wang nodded slightly, leaning closer to whisper to Old Mr. Fu, "According to the schedule, the young master and the Young Madam should arrive shortly..."

"Grandpa Fu!"

A pleasant and melodious female voice came from outside the door.