Chapter 82: Coming Clean Part 2

He overlooked the bustling traffic and towering buildings below, but in his mind, he pictured a desolate village with sparse population, Fu Zheng toiling back-breakingly in the yellow soil.

“Send him to the countryside for a semester to toughen up. After that, we’ll see how he performs.”

Fu Si Heng said: “If he behaves well, he can come back to school. If not, he keeps training.”

“Once he learns to be smart and calls you sister-in-law, he can come back.”

Tao Zhi: “……”

That was brutal.

Hearing this, Tao Zhi immediately changed his mind.

Just moments ago, he had been tempted—maybe he should just leave it all to Fu Si Heng; it was his brother, after all.

Though that felt irresponsible, dealing with Fu Zheng was still a challenge for Tao Zhi. The scene of their last three-way confrontation still made him break out in a cold sweat. If Fu Si Heng could handle it, then let him.

But after hearing Fu Si Heng’s plan—

“……Forget it, I’ll still go see him.” Tao Zhi said.

At least his approach could be gentler.

Fu Si Heng was truly ruthless with Fu Zheng.

“You really want to meet him?” Fu Si Heng confirmed. “He might lose it.”

“……Yeah.” Tao Zhi gripped his phone a little tighter.

“Alright.” Seeing how determined he was, Fu Si Heng didn’t try to stop him anymore. He just said, “Then I’ll go with you.”

This time, Tao Zhi didn’t refuse.

He held his phone and nodded solemnly.

–

It was Wednesday afternoon.

Tao Zhi had no classes that afternoon, nor did Fu Zheng. It was a perfect time when both were free.

Fu Si Heng came too.

After picking up Tao Zhi at the school gate, he took him to Fu Zheng’s off-campus apartment.

The place was an apartment near the school that Xu Yu Jia had specially bought for him after Fu Zheng got into university.

Two bedrooms, two living rooms—not too big, just a place to live.

Because in her view, her son had a bad temper and probably wouldn’t get along with roommates.

If anyone ostracized him, Fu Zheng could always move here.

He hadn’t needed it last semester, but now he did.

Seventh floor, one elevator for two households. As soon as they stepped out, they were at Fu Zheng’s door.

Fu Si Heng punched in the code deftly. The moment the door opened, Fu Zheng’s irritable voice came from inside: “What the hell does Fu Si Heng want from me?! I already said I’m not trying to cause trouble for Tao Zhi; I just want to know what’s really going on!”

“I was worried about Tao Zhi, got it?!”

In Fu Zheng’s eyes, Fu Si Heng was a beast in human clothing, an old bastard.

Who knew what methods he had used to threaten or force Tao Zhi.

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, and the angrier he got.

Fu Zheng slammed the wall hard: “Can you stop watching me all the time? You’re all so annoying—!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the door was pushed open.

“President Fu!”

The bodyguards heard the voice first. The instant they saw Fu Si Heng, it was like seeing their savior—their eyes lit up!

These four had been having a rough time lately.

After Fu Zheng got out of the hospital not long ago, he had been much more obedient—no troublemaking, no demands to go back to the dorm. He worked, went to school, didn’t scheme, and even seemed motivated to earn money diligently.

Then, after the May holiday, he suddenly changed.

From Monday to Wednesday, God only knew what hell they had endured.

Preventing Fu Zheng from bolting suddenly, dealing with his middle-of-the-night window jumps, his abrupt declarations of going to find someone—it was harder than holding down a New Year’s pig.

It took all four of them to restrain one of him.

And he was getting harder to hold down.

Only Fu Si Heng could control him.

“You finally showed up!” When Fu Zheng saw Fu Si Heng, he froze for a second before his anger erupted uncontrollably. He stormed forward furiously, only to be blocked by the bodyguards midway.

“Let me go!” Fu Zheng roared.

The bodyguards, well-trained, held firm without a word.

Fu Si Heng stood in the doorway without moving.

He glanced at Fu Zheng and asked the bodyguards: “What’s he been up to?”

“Said he wanted to go back to the dorm to find someone.” The leader answered.

“Fu Si Heng!” Fu Zheng bared his teeth: “Let me go back!”

“No.” Fu Si Heng’s voice was flat.

Bodyguards: “……”

The bodyguards all kept their eyes down, noses to their hearts, not daring to breathe.

Fu Zheng froze too.

He hadn’t expected Fu Si Heng to refuse so bluntly.

Thinking about it made him even angrier.

“You damn—”

Before he could finish, a slender, delicate hand suddenly reached out from behind the door.

Beautiful fingers tugged lightly at Fu Si Heng’s sleeve: “Don’t talk like that.”

The familiar yet strange voice made Fu Zheng swallow his curse instinctively.