After the divorce, she used her online space to get revenge on the scumbag.

Chapter 39 True and False Family Trees

It's just for show.

How can we take that seriously?

Uncle Liu was also shocked. Could it be that the old man was really going to do it?

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get it."

Grandpa Fu raised the corners of his eyes slightly and smiled as he looked at Uncle Liu, signaling him not to take the wrong thing. Uncle Liu immediately understood what he meant.

He hurriedly went downstairs and placed the things beside Fu Huanyan. He was so busy grabbing the genealogy book that Fu Yunzhong noticed it as Fu Huanyan turned to leave.

Honestly, he's so tired.

Looks like we need to speed things up.

If things slow down further, who knows when it will end?

Thinking of this, Fu Yunzhong smiled bitterly again.

In fact, he resented his birth even more.

Fu Yunzhong knows best why he came into this world.

He wished he had never been born.

I've never had a father like that before.

How could Fu Yunzhong not hate him? If it weren't for him, his mother wouldn't have become a monster.

When his mother was mentioned, Fu Yunzhong's eyes darkened.

At this moment, he was truly exhausted.

"Father, please take care of it. I have work to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Fu Yunzhong pinched the bridge of his nose, picked up his suit jacket, stood up and quickly left. He didn't want the fake Xinxin family, he really didn't want them.

A family that's all about self-interest and scheming—why bother clinging to it? Mother, he really can't hold on much longer.

One word: Tired

"Okay, go ahead, don't forget to get some rest."

Only after watching him leave did Old Master Fu turn his gaze away.

The next second, he decisively slapped Fu Huanyan across the face.

"You have quite the nerve to insult your uncle like this. Who gave you the confidence and the audacity to do this? You really can't stand your uncle, can you?"

"Get the hell out of here!"

However, the removal from the family genealogy was not mentioned again.

Fu Yunzhong was right after all.

Truth and falsehood intertwine; anything is possible.

When Uncle Liu returned, he was holding a black box. Inside the box was a second family tree that was difficult to distinguish as genuine or fake. However, Old Master Fu did not take out this family tree.

"If you're going to do something, do it neatly and don't let anyone find any fault with you, otherwise, I can't protect you."

Grandpa Fu took the box that Uncle Liu handed over.

He took the box and sat down on the sofa.

I had just sat down when I opened the box.

The moment it was opened, a slip of paper was taken out of the box.

Afterwards, Old Master Fu placed the note on the coffee table, indicating that Fu Huanyan should take it and leave quickly, adding, "Take this and leave quickly, don't come to the old house for the next few days."

He paused, then added, "Don't come to the old house for the next three years."

Old Master Fu's face remained as cold as ever.

Fu Huanyan stammered, "Yes, Grandpa."

This was the first time he had ever seen his grandfather treat him so gently, so gently that it was almost unbelievable. Fu Huanyan swallowed hard, shrank his neck, and dared not look up into his grandfather's eyes.

"Hurry up and let's go, stop dawdling, it's almost 5 o'clock."

This little grandson is the biggest headache for him.

And then there's his eldest grandson.

This is even more of a headache.

Fu Huanyan clutched the note in his hand, bowed his head, and replied to his grandfather, "I understand, Grandpa."

Seeing his condition, Old Master Fu called out to Uncle Liu, "Old Liu, arrange for someone to drive the young master to the hospital, and send his luggage to No. 8, Linhai Villa District."

Uncle Liu: "Yes, sir."

Uncle Liu immediately went to make the arrangements.

Grandpa Fu waved his hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

Upon seeing this, Fu Huanyan quickly grabbed his things and left.

As soon as the person left, Old Master Fu's expression changed repeatedly. That unreliable grandson of his really was...

He went straight to the sofa and sat down. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Old Master Fu's brows relaxed, and he took out his phone to send a message.

He deleted the message less than five or six seconds after sending it. Perhaps, only in this way could he protect him. The only person he could sacrifice was Bai Yujin.

I just hope this child can understand him.

Bai Yujin retorted, "Understand my ass! I don't understand why I should sacrifice myself? If they dare send anyone, I'll kill them in a heartbeat!"

After deleting the messages, Grandpa Fu put his phone in his pocket. Only after doing all this did he stand up and slowly walk towards the fourth floor.

Everything is calm.

Beneath the calm surface, however, turbulent killing intent could not be concealed.

This wasn't the first time Old Master Fu had killed someone in his life; he had killed far too many people to count on one hand.

So what if there's one more person?

……

As dusk fell, the surroundings became pitch black.

Only a cluster of firelight illuminated this space.

At this time, Bai Yujin and the other four people were busy building the house. Now, one room was beginning to take shape, and there was another outer room. The only difference was that the outer room did not have a bed, so they had to sleep on the floor.

There was only one campfire, so we didn't dare light another one.

“If you’re really too tired, you guys go to sleep first. I’ll put this on top.” Bai Yujin glanced at Ou Wenlin, who was moving stones.

Upon hearing this, Ou Wenlin carefully put the stone down, stood up, looked at her, and grinned: "I'm not sleepy. You can't be the only one building the house."

Liu Qihua and Kang Chengyu carried the stone slab back together. They almost fell on the way back, but fortunately they managed to carry the stone slab back.

There was a "clang" sound.

The two placed the stone slab on the ground, and collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. Liu Qihua said, "It's really tiring, but it was worth it!"

Kang Chengyu simply lay down on the ground and replied, "Yeah, it was worth it. Last time, the three of us had nowhere to stay and slept under a tree for a few days. But later, we slept in a dilapidated, leaky cave for an entire episode."

Liu Qihua sighed: "That's right, the director insists that we follow that person, he just doesn't want us to switch actors. Damn it, if it weren't for making this little bit of money, why would I be here?"

Upon hearing this, Kang Chengyu sat up abruptly, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed silently. These days are truly too difficult.

After placing the remaining tied ropes on top, Bai Yujin silently took out a thin yet thick and stiff rope and fastened it into a tight knot at every corner of the roof. With a flick of her right hand, a pair of scissors appeared in her hand, and she cut it off after leaving about two meters of length.

So, two meters of rope were left at each of the five corners, and the rest of the rope was put aside for later use.

She took out long and wide pieces of slightly dark oiled paper from her storage space and laid them out on the roof one by one. Since half of the paper was still not on the roof, the other half of the rolled-up oiled paper would have to wait.

There was no roof on the other side yet. The bamboo would be tied up later. The ropes that were out in the open had all been used up, so they would be tied up after the people fell asleep.

Bai Yujin planned to secretly place it on the roof.

The bamboo wall is in place, but the roof hasn't been put on yet.

Because they needed some stones and slabs, they sent them to find them; without these, the bamboo house wouldn't be able to stay stable.

Bai Yujin glanced up at the four people. They were so tired from working that they were almost asleep on the ground. How could they say they weren't sleepy? She shook her head inwardly.

The live stream is already closed, so why not use a little magic to make the bamboo and rope tie themselves up while they're all asleep?