Chapter 225: 225 Marriage Proposal

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“You’re here!” As Old Master Fu called Fu Hang over, he turned off the TV casually.

Fu Hang walked to the side of the bed and looked at him expressionlessly. After Butler Fu left, there was only Old Master Fu and Fu Hang left in the ward. He inquired, “Why did you call me here?”

Although Old Master Fu was wearing a hospital gown, he was full of energy. He got down from the bed and walked to the table at the side. Then, he took out an envelope and handed it to Fu Hang.

Fu Hang looked at Old Master Fu skeptically, and once he opened the envelope, he saw the photos inside.

He dumped all the photos on the coffee table and saw that Lu Yan and Shen Yan were eating desserts together.

Fu Hang’s hand that was holding the envelope clenched involuntarily, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted together. Meanwhile, Old Master Fu took in Fu Hang’s demeanor from the side, and the corners of his lips curled up wickedly.

“Grandfather, are you stalking Shen Yan?” Fu Hang raised his eyes to look at him and saw an expressionless Old Master Fu.

“What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever stalk her? I was worried that she would investigate the Fu family, so I asked people to keep an eye on her. I didn’t expect to discover this.” Old Master Fu frowned and implied helplessly.

“Then what are you trying to do?” Fu Hang looked at Old Master Fu in doubtfully. “A Hang, you need to learn from Lu Yan. Look at how proactive he is. Then, look at you not doing anything. How will you remarry Shen Yan?” Old Master Fu continued earnestly, “I will go to South City and apologize to the Shen family in a few days. I will also send an apology video and help propose marriage by the way.”

Fu Hang glanced at him expressionlessly. He felt that there was something wrong with Old Master Fu’s brain.

“I didn’t know who Shen Yan’s family was before, but now that I do, I naturally have to be thorough with my manners. I can’t let people think that the Fu family has no manners.”

He then continued, “You should also seize the opportunity to propose to Shen Yan. I’ve already thought of the reason for you. I’m seriously ill, so you want to host a wedding to bring me good fortune.” Fu Hang listened to Old Master Fu patiently. Although he was sneering in his heart, he did not show it on his face.

“Grandfather, I don’t want to remarry,” Fu Hang stated calmly.

Why would he want to remarry?

That would cause Shen Yan to be bullied again.

Or was he waiting for Old Master Fu to squeeze the last drop of value out of Shen Yan?

Old Master Fu was so infuriated by his response. He glared and pointed at Fu Hang, saying disappointedly, “Shut your mouth. I’m telling you, you have to remarry, whether you want to or not. If Shen Yan marries Lu Yan, then the Lu family will be able to control us easily in the future.”

Old Master Fu looked at Fu Hang with a gloomy face. Shen Yan had to marry into the Fu family!

Fu Hang thought of Shen Yan not even wanting to look at him that night, and the corners of his mouth twitched. “She doesn’t want to remarry either.”

“Did you confess your love?” Old Master Fu’s face darkened, and he looked more like a patient now in his hospital gown. “You haven’t expressed anything. How do you know that she doesn’t want to get remarried? Shen Yan liked you so much back then! She will definitely agree as long as you show her affection.”

“Grandfather knows that you are prideful, but you are a man. A man can lose face in front of his wife.”

As Old Master Fu was speaking, he suddenly heard his phone ring. He took it out to take a look and put it back silently. “Don’t you forget that Lu Yan isn’t good for Shen Yan? Can you bear to let her die young?”

Old Master Fu seemed to be anxious to reply to his messages. He waved his hand and signaled for Fu Hang to leave.

Fu Hang got up to leave without saying anything. When he walked to the door of the ward, he took his time to the door and saw Old Master Fu taking out his phone frantically to reply to the messages when the door was closed.

How strange? Who would be able to contact Old Master Fu directly?

Fu Hang closed the door and left with an expressionless face. He thought that needed to further investigate Old Master Fu. As he walked to the elevator, he thought of what Old Master Fu had said and snorted coldly. Remarriage? Was it that simple?

Was that a child’s game?