Chapter 23: You Are Coming With Me-Você disse que me daria um divórcio digno, mas depois de se divorciar se arrependeu(Uma noite tão bela, por quê...)

Chen Fan hummed a light tune as he returned to the Fu family estate.

The news of Zhao Kai and his wife’s deaths had spread quickly, and Fu Xueyue, as their relative, had plenty of matters to attend to. It was well past midnight when she finally returned, bringing with her a distraught, blonde-haired girl, Zhao Chenxi. In the span of just two days, Zhao Chenxi had learned that her family had gone bankrupt and that both her parents were dead. It was a burden no one could easily bear.

Chen Fan was sitting in the living room when the two walked in. He didn't know what to say. After all, he could hardly be the one to comfort her after her parents had been killed—though, in fairness, he corrected himself, he hadn't killed them; they had been murdered by someone else.

"Chenxi, you will stay here for the time being," Fu Xueyue said calmly. She kept things clear: Zhao Kai and Fu Yinghui had tried to harm her and the Fu Group, so she had shown them no mercy. But Zhao Chenxi knew nothing of this and had never harmed her; they were still cousins.

Chen Fan glanced at Fu Xueyue and gave a slight shake of his head. He believed it would be better to eventually tell Zhao Chenxi the truth. Zhao Kai and Fu Yinghui were her parents, but Fu Xueyue and Fu Ankang were her cousin and uncle. If the Zhao family had attempted to kill Fu Xueyue and she had retaliated, the Zhao couple had brought it upon themselves. However, if this wasn't clarified, the risk remained that Zhao Chenxi might discover the truth later and take extreme measures.

"Wuu..." Zhao Chenxi clung to the hem of Fu Xueyue’s coat, sobbing. "Sister Xueyue... Mom and Dad are gone! I feel so terrible..."

Fu Xueyue patted her head. "This all happened too suddenly. Go get some sleep; things will feel better after a rest." Zhao Chenxi nodded and immediately headed toward the guest room.

Only after watching her leave did Chen Fan and Fu Xueyue begin to speak.

"Chen Fan... were they in pain when they passed?"

Chen Fan shook his head. "Perhaps, but the pain would have been very brief. After all, I wasn't the one who finished them."

Fu Xueyue paused, stunned. Chen Fan then briefly explained what had happened. Her expression turned solemn, but more than that, she felt a sense of relief.

"Does that mean our contract... doesn't need to end right now?"

"According to the terms, yes," Chen Fan nodded slightly.

Per their contract, he had to ensure that the series of events targeting Fu Xueyue—the "Dragon Biting Its Tail"—was truly over, until there were no more feng shui practitioners left to harm her or the Fu Group. This was Chen Fan’s professionalism; he provided his clients with complete peace of mind. However, the situation ran deeper than expected. The evil feng shui practitioners involved in this trade were quite paranoid—not only did they set "speech-locks" on their underlings, but they also killed their clients immediately after a mission failed. Such behavior was completely devoid of professional integrity.

"So, where do you plan to sleep tonight?" Fu Xueyue asked, looking at him with a playful glint in her eyes, her motives unclear.

"Hm? My bedroom?" Chen Fan asked, puzzled.

"You’ve helped me so much; you could sleep in my bedroom if you like."

Chen Fan stared at her. What kind of provocative words were these? Was he that kind of person? "Boss Fu, you can sleep on the sofa, then."

"Hmph! I couldn't trick you after all." Fu Xueyue pouted, her beautiful features softening into a rare, cute expression. Chen Fan was momentarily stunned for a heartbeat.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Fu Xueyue asked, feeling a small surge of pride. She had surely captivated him.

"Well..." Chen Fan paused, then smiled. "I just didn't expect the icy Boss Fu to make such a girlish face. It's quite cute."

"Cute?" Fu Xueyue stood up, her face instantly cooling. She walked into the bedroom without another word and shut the door.

Chen Fan felt a bit confused. Was she a sore loser? The moment he cracked a joke, she ran away.

Inside the bedroom, Fu Xueyue collapsed onto the soft bed. She buried her face in her pillows, and when she lifted her head, her cheeks were flushed crimson. "Chen... Chen Fan is so annoying, actually calling me cute..." She let out a soft, bashful giggle.

...

The next day, Chen Fan received a message from Fu Ankang early in the morning: the Yao'an Iron Finger-Guard had been located! However, because Fu Ankang was busy with the funeral arrangements for Fu Yinghui, Chen Fan would have to retrieve it himself.

"Old Fu’s connections are impressive. To find the iron guard in just a few days," Chen Fan mused, raising an eyebrow. "An underground auction?"

He narrowed his eyes. "It seems that after the stir I caused in Qingcheng, some old ghosts are getting scared and looking to cash out and run?" He didn't care who had the item, but was it really necessary to be so afraid?

Chen Fan looked at the list of auction items sent by Fu Ankang. There were several old artifacts listed as ancient relics. Tonight's auction would certainly be filled with both feng shui masters and evil practitioners. After replying to Fu Ankang, Chen Fan freshened up and headed out.

Fu Xueyue sat at the table, elegantly eating an exquisite breakfast. Zhao Chenxi, with her messy blonde hair, was huddled on the sofa, looking utterly hopeless. Chen Fan raised an eyebrow at the stark contrast between them.

"You're up. Come have breakfast," Fu Xueyue said softly. Chen Fan nodded and sat at the table. Living in the Fu estate was truly different; the breakfast was prepared by a chef of state-banquet caliber.

After a few bites, Fu Xueyue lowered her voice. "Chen Fan... Chenxi's condition isn't right."

"I noticed," Chen Fan replied quietly.

"Are you going out today? I'm afraid she might do something foolish," Fu Xueyue said, unable to hide her worry.

"Well..." Chen Fan paused. "I have to go to an auction this afternoon, and I'll likely be there until tonight."

"Then could you take her with you? She can't go to the company in this state, and after seeing her aunt's body yesterday..." Fu Xueyue shook her head.

"Fine," Chen Fan agreed. He popped a piece of strangely flavored molecular cuisine into his mouth and walked over to the blonde girl on the sofa. "You're coming out with me later."