QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 244 - 8.31

In a room not far away, Fu Xiaoyuan, now dressed, hesitated behind the door.

He’d heard the silence.

It was over.

He was finished.

His father would never forgive him for this.

Tang Tang was still naked and passed out in the room. Fu Xiaoyuan didn’t even spare him a glance as he stepped out, and immediately dropped to his knees in front of Mr. Fu.

"Dad, Dad! It, it wasn’t my fault! Something’s wrong! I think I was drugged!"

He remembered drinking, but the heat, the way he lost control, something felt off.

But who?

He’d planned to drug Fu Yanchen!

Yet somehow, it was him who ended up in this mess.

That meant, Fu Yanchen had set him up!

Desperate, Fu Xiaoyuan blurted out, "Dad! It must have been Fu Yanchen, he..."

Slap!

The sound echoed across the empty hall.

Mr. Fu, shaking with fury, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

Fu Xiaoyuan’s cheek swelled instantly. The burning pain choked off the rest of his words.

"I don’t have a son like you anymore!"

Mr. Fu was so angry that his vision darkened. Even after slapping Fu Xiaoyuan, he didn’t feel the slightest relief. He grabbed a cup and smashed it against his son’s forehead.

"Take that disgusting thing in the room and get out!"

Bang!

The cup struck Fu Xiaoyuan’s forehead and shattered on the floor. Blood streamed down his cheek.

The sharp pain and sudden rush of blood quickly ignited Fu Xiaoyuan’s fury. He wanted to snap back at Mr. Fu, to tear down this so-called father and son relationship, but he knew the consequences. If he fought back now, not only would he lose his status as the heir of the Fu family, he might even be cast back to his original form, the despised illegitimate son, dependent on others’ pity.

His lips trembled. Clutching his bleeding forehead, he gritted his teeth, swallowed his rage, stood up slowly, and walked toward the room.

"I’m sorry, Dad. I’ll leave now."

He opened the door. Inside, Tang Tang still lay asleep, unaware of the chaos. At that moment, the love Fu Xiaoyuan once felt was smothered in shadow.

He stood there quietly, but the feelings inside him twisted with disgust and resentment.

If it hadn’t been for Tang Tang, he wouldn’t have lost control like that.

It wasn’t just because of the drug, it was because Tang Tang had clung to him so eagerly, kissed him passionately, and caught him in a moment of weakness where he had no clarity or restraint.

Now, after all that had happened, after being humiliated and thrown out, the other party was still sleeping soundly.

Tang Tang probably never imagined he would be more humiliated in this life than in the last.

Still asleep, completely unaware, Tang Tang remained motionless as Fu Xiaoyuan, exhausted and looking like a stray dog, carried him out of the Fu family’s old house, step by step.

Once outside, the cold wind stirred Tang Tang awake. Fu Xiaoyuan noticed and, for reasons he couldn’t explain, deliberately jostled him.

Tang Tang opened his eyes groggily. When he saw where they were, his expression turned to shock, "Brother Fu?!"

What’s going on? Why are they on the street?

Wait... before this...

He remembered going to the room to rest with Fu Xiaoyuan. Then...

Then what happened?

He vaguely recalled Fu Xiaoyuan getting a little impulsive... trying to kiss him. Tang Tang wasn’t thinking clearly either and didn’t resist, he even responded eagerly.

What happened after that?

What exactly happened?!

Fu Xiaoyuan’s expression was cold, none of the gentleness from before remained, "Since you’re awake, walk on your own."

He was drained, completely worn out.

At this point, he didn’t even have the strength to carry someone else anymore.

Back at the villa, Jiang Jiamian dropped all pretense the moment he entered. He pushed aside Fu Yanchen’s wheelchair, walked a few steps to the sofa, flopped down, and sank into the cushions with a groan.

The system, who had been waiting eagerly at home, dashed toward him and jumped up.

"Host, host! How did it go? It must’ve been wild, right? Such a pity dogs weren’t allowed at the banquet! The system missed the whole show, it’s so unfair!"

Jiang Jiamian rubbed its furry head hard and raised an eyebrow, "Freedom or a front-row seat. You can’t have your cake and eat it too."

Fu Yanchen happened to see the man and dog exchanging meaningful looks by the sofa. For some reason, it irritated him.

He abruptly stood up from his wheelchair, strode over, pushed the dog aside, and sat right next to Jiang Jiamian, his face icy cold, clearly inserting himself between them.

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

System: "..."

After a long silence, the system suddenly shouted, "Damn! Are you even human? You’re jealous of a dog?!"

Jiang Jiamian struggled to hold back laughter. He looked seriously at Fu Yanchen, who sat beside him with a dark expression.

"Do you think Old Man Fu was angry enough to actually sever ties with Fu Xiaoyuan?"

Fu Yanchen didn’t hesitate, "No."

Jiang Jiamian tilted his head, "Why not? Fu Xiaoyuan humiliated him publicly. If he doesn’t get rid of him now, what’s the point of keeping such a son?"

Fu Yanchen sneered, "Isn’t this just like him? He’d rather keep a disgraceful fool than allow someone capable to threaten his authority. Weaklings are easier to control, and that satisfies his desire to dominate the Fu family."

And most importantly, he didn’t have a better option.

He had no choice but to put up with Fu Xiaoyuan for now.

He’d already ruled out his eldest son. And the Third Young Master, his mother had just cheated on Old Man Fu, and the guy was still in the hospital.

Between Fu Xiaoyuan and the Third Young Master, what else could he do but grit his teeth and keep Fu Xiaoyuan?

As for the future, whether Fu Xiaoyuan or Fu Xiaotian came out on top, that was hard to say.

"Tsk!"

Jiang Jiamian clicked his tongue in genuine disgust.

"That old man really can’t think straight. He’s aging, it’s only a matter of time before he gives up power. Does he really think he’s the emperor or something? Why make the family such a mess? He wants to grip power until his dying breath? What if his sons don’t even bother to give him a coffin?"

"Coffin?"

Fu Yanchen sneered, "I can send him in earlier."

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