Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 41 They Came to the Door, and the Song

Jiang Liwu stared intently at the frail Wei Xifeng, "What do you not want?"

"Don't hit me...don't hit me, it hurts, it hurts so much, Mommy, please don't hit me..."

Jiang Liwu's eyes widened, his breath hitched, and his gaze was complicated and heartbroken. It seemed that Song Jinwei's act of hitting him reminded him of the past when he was hurt by Wei's mother when he was a child.

"It's alright, it's alright." Jiang Liwu gently patted Wei Xifeng through the blanket to comfort him.

The next second, Wei Xifeng grabbed her hand, and Wei Xifeng began to sweat profusely. He was terribly terrified, his lips pale. "No, don't go..."

"Mom, don't go." With these words, Wei Xifeng gripped Jiang Liwu even tighter, his well-defined knuckles bulging with veins.

He kept shaking his head, his face showing anxiety, unease, and pain.

Jiang Liwu quickly reassured her, "I won't leave, I'll stay here."

Wei Xifeng's condition showed no signs of improvement, and a fragile tear rolled down his cheek. "Don't go, my dying mother, don't leave me..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liwu paused, her gaze towards Wei Xifeng becoming even more tender and complex.

She suddenly realized why Wei Xifeng had run away: he wanted to find his mother and bring her back.

Wei Xifeng knew about the day his mother eloped with her ex-husband, and he was the first to find out. That day, because she was leaving, Wei Xifeng's attitude towards her softened. This brief period of normal interaction turned into their final farewell, but Wei Xifeng was happy to accept it. He personally let his mother leave, watching her leave without looking back.

Little Wei Xifeng stood there blankly, tears streaming down his face.

He loved Wei's mother, so he also hoped that she would get the freedom she wanted.

However, he did not expect that Wei's mother would die in front of him after being captured and brought back.

Wei Xifeng was filled with regret, feeling that he also bore some responsibility for his mother's death.

If he hadn't let Wei's mother leave that day, would the outcome have been different?

"Xiao Feng, you've done very well. This isn't your fault." Jiang Liwu wiped away Wei Xifeng's tears, but Wei Xifeng's tears only flowed more and more.

In truth, he knew that even if he kept Wei's mother, it wouldn't change her destined fate, because she had already attempted suicide countless times before.

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"Sir, Miss and her men have been taken away by the Wei family."

Because Song Jinwei and all her bodyguards were arrested, it was almost a day before Fu Siyue found out about it.

Fu Siyue: "What happened?"

Lin Feng: "They say that Miss encountered Master Wei, who was having an episode, and then she attacked him."

Upon hearing this, Fu Siyue frowned. "Is it still because of that stand-in?" Only a few days have passed, why are Song Jinwei and Wei Xifeng at it again?

Lin Feng replied truthfully, "It's not clear yet."

Upon hearing the word "stand-in," Si Mocheng immediately recalled the figure he had seen from a distance that day, and couldn't help but pause, his fingers rubbing the rim of the cup in front of him.

Fu Siyue got up to leave.

Si Mocheng: "Do you want me to go with you?"

Fu Siyue, still wearing a suit jacket, said with a furrowed brow, "No need." His gaze fell on Si Mocheng's wine glass, and he added, "Drink less."

Si Mocheng knew he was being reminded of his stomach problems. He twitched his lips but didn't listen. Instead, he took another sip in front of Fu Siyue. The strong liquor burned his throat and stomach, causing a dull ache, but Si Mocheng felt great. Although the alcohol would worsen his physical stomach problems, it could suppress his mental illness.

Seeing this, Fu Siyue said nothing more. Thinking of Song Jinwei, his head throbbed slightly. He quickly got into the car and headed towards the Wei family's location.

But to his surprise, his condition became increasingly abnormal, and his headache worsened, which was clearly a sign of an attack.

Fu Siyue hunched over, supporting his forehead. There was calming incense in the car to relieve headaches, but it didn't seem to help.

Lin Feng was somewhat worried about his master's condition. "Master, why don't you go over tomorrow? Your health is more important." As for Song Jinwei, it would be best if she could suffer more. The reason why the master's condition became so serious was all because of that troublemaker, Song Jinwei.

Fu Siyue raised his eyes, his cold gaze turning a gloomy red. "Drive faster."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng fell silent, increased the car's speed, and arrived at the Wei Family Manor villa area in half the time originally planned.

Knowing that Fu Siyue had come in person, Uncle Wang came out to greet him.

Fu Siyue stepped out of the car with slightly unsteady steps. Seeing this, Uncle Wang couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He had long heard that Fu Siyue, the head of the Fu family, doted on his adopted daughter Song Jinwei. Seeing how much he valued her, he realized it was true. The usually composed man was now flustered.

"Master Fu," Uncle Wang greeted respectfully.

Only Lin Feng knew how uncomfortable his master was at that moment, and immediately went to help him up, but was stopped by Fu Siyue.

"What about people?"

Uncle Wang: "The master of the family has not yet woken up. Please wait a moment, Master Fu."

Fu Siyue then asked, "Where is Song Jinwei?"

“They’re in the quiet room, but we can’t release them without the patriarch’s orders,” Uncle Wang said, while secretly observing Fu Siyue’s expression.

Fu Siyue didn't say anything. He knew where the quiet room was, so he headed in that direction.

However, halfway there, his headache worsened, and he swayed even more violently.

Soon his forehead was covered in fine sweat, and his face looked very pale.

"Master." Lin Feng nervously supported Fu Siyue. This time, Fu Siyue did not refuse, because he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Seeing Uncle Wang's surprised look, Lin Feng said, "My master's headache has flared up again."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Wang was somewhat at a loss. "Well, I'll go call the family doctor."

Lin Feng shook his head. "No need. Doctors can't cure this disease."

Thinking that even doctors couldn't cure his own patriarch's illness, Uncle Wang was momentarily speechless.

Fu Siyue clenched his fists, the veins in his fingers, arms, neck, and temples all bulging out, exuding power yet also revealing intense restraint. His breathing was heavy and rapid, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were pale and white. This tall and imposing man now seemed fragile and sickly.

Although no one could cure his master, it would be good to be able to sit down and rest for a while. Lin Feng was very anxious and wished he could just have someone bring over a chair and carry his master inside.

His brain was wracked with excruciating pain and buzzing incessantly, but Fu Siyue's hearing was extremely sensitive, and all sounds were amplified infinitely in his ears at this moment.

Suddenly, Fu Siyue heard a sound, and he abruptly raised his head, his eyes wide with shock.

"What's wrong, sir?" Lin Feng asked cautiously.

Fu Siyue seemed to be captivated. He squeezed his eyes shut to relieve the soreness and fatigue, trying hard to focus and not miss a single detail. "Did you hear me?"

"What?" Lin Feng asked in confusion.

Fu Siyue paused, stunned, his voice low and hoarse, "Singing."