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

Chapter 13 Don't Touch the Wrong People

"Don't be fooled by how smug this stand-in is now; she'll definitely have a hard time in the future."

Leave Wei Xifeng?

For some reason, Qiao Yiran didn't really want to hear those words from other people; a sense of resistance welled up inside her.

On her face, Qiao Yiran looked extremely sad, completely forced into this situation. "Weiwei, you know Wei Xifeng won't let me go."

Indeed, if Wei Xifeng wanted to release the people, he would have done so long ago; why would he have waited three years?

Song Jinwei didn't know what to say, because her emotions were still collapsing from what happened today.

As Song Jinwei's best friend, how could Qiao Yiran ignore this? She comforted and coaxed her for a long time before hanging up the phone.

After sitting there for a long time, Qiao Yiran's mind became increasingly heavy and flustered.

……

Song Jinwei and Fu Qinian returned to the Fu family in a disheveled and hurried manner.

The servants were shocked to see the two in such a miserable state. One was the adopted daughter of the Fu family, and the other was the young master of the Fu family, who, no matter what, had the blood of the Fu family flowing through his veins. Who would have done this to them?

Song Jinwei's injuries were minor, but she was mostly shaken, so she didn't rush to treat them. However, Fu Qinian was severely injured because he had been brutally beaten by Wei Xifeng while protecting her, so she anxiously ordered the family doctor to treat Fu Qinian's injuries.

However, no one moved.

Song Jinwei jumped up and down angrily, "What's wrong? You're not even listening to me anymore? Do you think I can't order you around? Do you even respect me anymore?!"

Upon hearing this, the servants, not wanting to offend her, immediately turned their attention to Uncle Fu, who was the Fu family's old steward.

Uncle Fu: "Miss, please don't make things difficult for us. The eldest young master doesn't allow the second young master to appear here."

When Fu Qinian heard Uncle Fu address him as Second Young Master, his expression turned sour. He had been called Second Young Master for many years, but he still hadn't gotten used to it.

Because he should have been the eldest son of the Fu family, and he was a year older than Fu Siyue.

"If the eldest young master knew that you brought the second young master back, his situation would definitely not be any better than it is now."

"And Miss, the eldest young master will definitely be angry that you secretly ran away to find the second young master."

Upon hearing this, Song Jinwei's face turned extremely ugly. Of course she knew all this; she only dared to bring Fu Qinian back because Fu Siyue was away.

Deep down, she was also indignant on behalf of Fu Qinian. Why could Fu Siyue live here, while Fu Qinian, also a young master of the Fu family, couldn't even get in the door or stay for even a moment longer?

"How would Fu Siyue know if you don't tell him?"

Upon hearing this, everyone thought Song Jinwei was naive, and sure enough, a cold and authoritative voice rang out the next second.

"Do you think I wouldn't know just because they didn't tell me?"

Song Jin was startled and her face changed drastically. When she turned around, she saw Fu Siyue approaching step by step. He was tall and imposing, dressed in a formal suit and leather shoes, and as cold as a mountain.

He was followed by a group of subordinates, with his most capable subordinate leader, Lin Feng, beside him.

Without needing any instructions from Fu Siyue, Lin Feng and a few others quickly stepped forward and kicked Fu Qinian in the back of the knee, forcing him to his knees. Fu Qinian immediately let out a muffled groan, and the next second, several subordinates swarmed forward and, with perfect coordination, pinned him to the ground, making him prostrate on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Song Jinwei exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Qinian!" She was about to rush to rescue him, but the maid beside her quickly stopped her and separated her from Fu Qinian.

The maids who could work for the Fu family were all highly skilled, not to mention that Song Jinwei had no way to deal with them just by their numbers. She could only watch helplessly as the person she liked lay there like a dog.

Unable to accept this scene, Song Jin screamed and glared fiercely at Fu Siyue, "Fu Siyue, what are you doing? Let him go!"

Fu Qinian was suffocating under the pressure. He gasped for breath and looked up from the ground, meeting Fu Siyue's condescending gaze. From this angle, he appeared even more pathetic and weak. Fu Qinian felt utterly humiliated. His nerves snapped, and he struggled with all his might, roaring angrily, "Let me go—"

Fu Siyue took off the suit jacket draped over his shoulders. Uncle Fu took the suit jacket, straightened it, and then put it on his arm. He looked at Fu Qinian on the ground and sighed inwardly.

Fu Siyue shoved one hand into his trouser pocket, his gleaming leather shoe crushing Fu Qinian's fingers. Fu Qinian cried out in pain, staring at his hand as cold sweat instantly broke out all over his body.

"Didn't I tell you not to touch people you shouldn't touch?" Fu Siyue stared at the person beneath his feet with icy coldness, his weight pressing down even harder.

Fu Qinian was the child of Fu's father and his mistress, that is, an illegitimate child. Ironically, this illegitimate child was a year older than him.

When Fu's mother loved Fu's father wholeheartedly, she never imagined that he had already betrayed her.

Fu Siyue's eyes revealed strands of disgust and hatred. His mind was overwhelmed by memories, and his eyes were bloodshot with a dark red tinge. He looked cold and terrifying.

"Stop stepping on him! Fu Siyue, stop right now! I'm not allowed to step on him, do you hear me?!" Song Jin stomped her foot anxiously, her eyes red and about to burst into tears.

Fu Qinian's hands are very precious; he used those long, beautiful hands to play the most romantic melodies in the world for her.

If his hands are damaged, he will never be able to play the piano again.

"He didn't touch me, I touched him, I was the one who went to find him, I'm the one who likes him, so come at me if you dare!"

Upon hearing the last sentence, Fu Siyue paused, his gaze fixed on him, his cold, deep eyes momentarily empty, and his heart felt empty as well.

Song Jinwei is not a true member of the Fu family. Her parents are both deceased. Because of the close relationship between the two families' parents, they protected her when she was helpless and prevented her inheritance from being divided up by various covetous relatives.

Song Jinwei was taken in by the Fu family for more than ten years. From childhood to adulthood, she was undoubtedly the Fu family's adopted young lady.

Therefore, to outsiders she is the young lady of the Fu family. Because she has the Fu family's backing, people give her more face and respectfully call her Miss Fu.

"Dare you repeat what you just said?" Fu Siyue's eyes darkened, filled with ruthlessness, as he took an iron rod from his subordinate.

Sensing what he was about to do, Song Jin's eyes widened slightly.

Fu Siyue: "I told you that if you dare to run away to see him again, I will break his legs."

Without hesitation, the iron rod swung down, accompanied by Fu Qinian's grotesque and painful screams. Song Jinwei cried out in terror and despair, "No!"

Song Jinwei collapsed, clutching her head and gripping her hair tightly with both hands.

Fu Siyue was extremely cold-blooded. He continued to aim the iron bar at Fu Qinian's leg and asked again, "Who do you like?"