“Brother, will you build blocks with Xixi today?”
“Sure.”
Fu Yanqi never imagined his mother would bring home a little wife for him. The first time his mother mentioned her, Fu Yanqi had dismissed the idea, thinking it would only be a nuisance.
But the moment he saw her, he knew he had fallen in too deep to climb back out.
From then on, everyone in the capital knew that the young master of the Fu family had someone he cherished in the palm of his hand. Anyone who laid a finger on her would be finished. And if you heard someone in the capital cursing Fu Yanqi, who do you think it was? Mu Yi, of course. In that case, it was fine. He was Fu Yanqi’s brother-in-law, after all.
They thought they would go on living happily ever after, but then an unexpected accident struck: the young master of the Mu family, Mu Yixi, went missing, and Fu Yanqi went mad.
After that, no one dared mention Mu Yixi’s name, for fear of enraging the madman.
But who could have guessed that one day Fu Yanqi would be holding a little boy, looking utterly aggrieved? Good grief, it was almost too painful to watch.
