Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 141 Chain
Fu family compound, military compound, Shanghai.

Fu Rong, the current head of the Fu family, had been sitting alone in his study for a very long time.

From the time Yan Changrong and his wife were successively taken away until now.

After a night and the entire day, the beard on his chin had sprouted a layer of stubble, and bright red veins covered the entire white of his eyes.

He sat upright, expressionless, his eyes filled with a coldness reminiscent of the final stillness before a storm.

"Boom-"

The huge iron fist slammed into the solid wood desk with a loud thud that made the glass window tremble.

"The Tong family, what a fine Tong Xuesen!"

"Ling ring ring~"

A ringing bell interrupted his murderous urge, and as if anticipating something, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, the overwhelming hatred and the trace of pain and vulnerability that had previously been revealed in his eyes vanished in an instant, leaving no trace of emotion.

Fu Rong picked up the receiver, his voice deep and tinged with a hint of ruthlessness, "Hello."

"Old man, what's going on with the Yan family? What have you done?!"

Upon recognizing his youngest son's voice, Fu Rong instantly lost his chill. However, he hesitated for a moment when faced with his questioning, and his large hand gripping the receiver tightened unconsciously.

I almost forgot, Ming'er and Yan Qi are like myself and the big fish and little carp...

"Speak up! Old man, did you do anything? The Fu family didn't do anything to wrong the Yan family, right?!"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't meddle in what you shouldn't meddle in. Your job is always to stay by his side."

"Old man, explain yourself clearly..."

"Click——"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Rong's hand trembled slightly uncontrollably.

No one noticed this man in the darkness, a man with an iron will who never sheds a tear but never a drop of blood.

The pain in my heart was so intense, yet I had to desperately suppress and hold back the 'wound,' causing me to cry uncontrollably.

"Crack~"

Hearing the noise at the door, Fu Rong quickly wiped her face and stood up. Only after she had composed herself did she open the locked door.

His wife, Ma Xiuzhen, looked at him with red and swollen eyes, repeatedly asking, "I heard the phone ring, what did they say again? How are Dan'er and Qianqian? Any news?"

"Xiuzhen, don't get excited, it's Ming'er calling."

Holding his wife tightly as she swayed slightly, Fu Rong's face, hidden in the shadows, was filled with an intense, palpable killing intent.

Considering Ma Xiuzhen's poor health and fearing that she would be further agitated, Fu Rong did not choose to tell her the truth. Instead, he comforted her and coaxed her to drink the milk containing the sedative.

Seeing her brows still furrowed as she drifted into sleep, Fu Rong gently smoothed them away with his thumb.

He glanced at his lover one last time, took the dark-looking thing from the bedside table, tucked it into his waistband, and left the house without looking back.

The guards waiting outside the gate didn't say much and followed closely behind him.

……

Ancient City, outside the post office on Nanmen Street.

After slowly walking out, Fu Jiaming, looking completely lost, sat down next to Yan Bei. Neither of them spoke; they remained silent.

The atmosphere surrounding them was so oppressive it felt suffocating.

"Ning Baogai, what exactly is going on?"

Watching from the side, Luo Shuangshuang couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine, fearing that if she wasn't careful, the two grown men would start fighting like madmen again.

This matter cannot be explained in a few words, so Su Ning could only try to be concise and to the point.

After hearing the reason for the matter, Luo Shuangshuang looked at Yan Bei in astonishment and then turned to look at her newly appointed boss.

After looking at it several times to process it, I couldn't help but anxiously grab my friend's hand, "What, what should we do?"

He patted the back of her hand and lowered his eyes.

Actually, what's most important to them right now is Yanbei, since the Yan family's situation has already happened and all the Yan family members are on their way to be sent down to the countryside.

It will not be easy to clear one's name and make a successful comeback. It may take two or five years, or even ten years until the darkness is completely over.

If they could preserve Yanbei, this 'last remaining heir,' it would be extremely beneficial both for the Yan family, who were currently suffering, and for the secret plot to redress their grievances. However, what they could think of, those who were secretly targeting the Yan family were also well aware of and had certainly already laid their plans.

Therefore, we will know by tomorrow at the latest how Yanbei will be implicated or even whether his life will be in danger.

Therefore, they only have one night to gain the upper hand.

Of course, this is based on what ordinary people would say.

Realizing that her intervention had changed the course of events, Su Ning let go of Luo Shuangshuang's hand and walked straight over.

As she passed by Fu Jiaming, she paused. Although they were friends, there was a difference between men and women, and they seemed to maintain a just-right distance, without any physical contact.
Thinking of the future glimpsed through Yanbei, there was a person who only appeared to testify at the crucial moment on the day the Yan family was in trouble, and then never appeared again.

As if she had thought of something, her brows furrowed.

To be honest, she didn't know much about the Fu family. She had only heard Fu Jiaming mention that the elders on both sides of the family had passed away, and that he had an older brother and an older sister.

Their fathers, namely Yan Ziyu, Yan Zijin, and Fu Rong, grew up in the Yan family, practically following Yan Ziyu and Fu Rong around, because of their grandfather's dying wish to entrust him with their care. Their relationship was so close that the three of them could share the same pants.

It is said that he even joined the army because he didn't want to be separated from Yan Ziyu.

So much so that not only were Yanbei and Fu Jiaming in disbelief upon hearing the news, but even she herself felt deeply suspicious.

Why did Fu Rong suddenly jump out to accuse and turn the tables? Why was Fu Rong never seen again, even after the Yan family members met with one misfortune after another, and even from Yanbei's final perspective?

"Fu Jiaming".

Squatting down, Su Ning called out with a serious expression while casually patting his shoulder.

It felt like a long time had passed, but it was only a moment. Her pupils suddenly dilated and trembled, and she quickly withdrew her hand and clenched her fist tightly.

"Yanbei, Fu Jiaming, stop being half-dead. The situation is urgent. Do you want to hear the news I just received?!"

"Yanbei, Uncle Yan was ambushed and his leg was broken. We don't know what awaits the others next, or if there will be even more ruthless tricks up his sleeve."

"Fu Jiaming, your father was forced into this situation; he's fallen right into that person's trap. Your brother and sister..."

"What?" "What!"

Her words were like a bomb thrown into deep water, the surging waves jolting the two of them awake.

In the blink of an eye, his arms were gripped tightly by the two people who quickly stood up, one on each side.

"Su Ning, what's wrong with my brother and sister? What kind of trap has the old man fallen into this time?"

"Suning, my dad broke his leg? Is he seriously injured? What about the others? Are they alright?"

Understanding their excitement and anxiety, even though he felt a clear pain in his arm, Su Ning chose to ignore it.

The Yan family's situation is not yet critical; the temporary change of their relocation location and redeployment will take time.

But Fu Jiaming's family...

Threatening with the safety of their children would only achieve a temporary goal, in order to prevent Fu Rong from having another chance to turn against them.

That person had no intention of keeping his promise. Thinking of Fu Rong and the other two who were tortured to death, Su Ning's heart trembled violently.

Shanghai is ultimately too far away, beyond her reach. If it weren't for this, she would have been willing to risk everything to save people immediately.

Although Peach Blossom Spring is magical, it's clear that we can't fly there with her.

She couldn't let the Zhang family, the Zhao family, and the three Xiao brothers risk their lives to go to the rescue.

"I have my secret medicine to heal Uncle Yan's leg. As for those backup plans, we can discuss how to deal with them later. The most important thing now is whether you still have any trustworthy people in Shanghai. Hurry up and go to the local temple on the outskirts of the city to rescue him!"

It will be too late if we wait any longer.

Once they regained their senses, the two of them deduced the key point from her urgent words, and their previous half-dead state vanished.

They exchanged a knowing glance, simultaneously remembering someone, and immediately turned to rush into the post office.

But it was already closing time, and the post office doors were already closed.

"Jiaming, let's go to the nearest neighborhood office!"

The bicycle disappeared around the corner in a flash, and Su Ning, who was left behind, went to the other bicycle that Fu Jiaming and his companion had ridden. "Xiyou, let's follow too."

"Ah good!"

Luo Shuangshuang was stunned by these sudden events and couldn't come to her senses for a long time. Upon hearing her words, she subconsciously ran over and jumped into the back seat of the car.

"Ning Baogai, Uncle Fu and the others..."

Biting her lower lip, Su Ning pedaled hard on her bicycle, unsure how to respond.