Chapter 422 (1/2)

Fu Siming frowned innocently. Fu liked Su brocade more than he did, and replied, ”Grandpa taught me that it was my fault not to take good care of Su brocade.”

The old man came in slowly. He glanced at Fu Siming and saw Nangong Yi sitting in his seat. He suddenly stared: ”you boy, why do I look so familiar?”

He frowned and looked at Nangong Yi carefully, trying to recall the past, but because the time was too long, he didn't have a clue for a while.

”Grandpa, what's the matter?” Fu Sihui looked straight at the old man and hurriedly pushed him. The old man came back and sat down with Su Jin.

”Is this boy your father?” The old man secretly asked Su Jin.

Su Jin nodded: ”I just know.”

Old Fu pondered, ”Nangong family, the more I hear the name, the more familiar I feel, but I just can't remember it.”

Su Jin can't help but sip her lips and have fun. The old man was also cruel when he was young. He shouldn't have any holidays with Nangong family.

But she didn't dare to say that. She could only think about it in her heart.

After all, one side is her own father, and the other side is Fu Laozi who treats her like treasure.

She couldn't make a choice on either side. If she had to choose, she would rather quit.

”Old Fu, I've heard your name for a long time. It's better to see it than to hear it. Here's a glass of wine for you.” Nangong Yi is quite famous in South Africa, but in the imperial capital, master Fu is the real king.

There is also a gap in seniority. It should be his toast to the master and son.

The other party gave him enough face. The old man had no reason to refuse. He also picked up the wine glass and gently touched Nangong Yi's wine glass.

”This is...” when the two clinked their glasses, old Fu saw a string of beads on Nangong Yi's hand, and suddenly widened his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed Nangong Yi's wrist, stared at the bead string, and asked angrily, ”smelly boy, where did this come from?”

Nangong Yi was stunned. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Although Fu was old, he was very strong.

This grip made his bones ache.

Nangong Yi endured the pain on his wrist and said calmly, ”why, do you recognize this thing?”

”Yes, even if it turns into ash, I can recognize it.” Old Fu stretched out his hand, took the bead string off Nangong Yi's wrist, quickly turned it over to a Buddha bead inside and said, ”old thing, I've been looking for you for so long. I finally found it. It depends on where you run this time.”

Old Fu's words confused everyone. Su Jin looked at old Fu's face and didn't seem to be joking. He was nervous and vaguely felt something bad.

”Grandpa, what's going on?” Su Jin asked anxiously.

Old Fu did not answer Su Jin's words, but still looked directly at Nangong Yi and said, ”Nangong Aotian, what does it have to do with you?”

Nangong Yi pondered for a moment and replied, ”it's my grandfather.”

”Wow, you're the descendant of that old man. You're really old-fashioned and don't have long eyes. You made your Nangong family grow like this. He deserves the old thief.”

Old Fu is an old man and an old thief. Even if Nangong Yi has a good temper, he can't stand it.

”Old Fu, please respect yourself.” Nangong Yi sank his face. If he didn't look at Su Jin's face, he would almost attack: ”I don't know what old Fu has to do with my grandfather. Do you want to curse him like this?”