The sound of "cousin" made Nan Song and others look at Fu Yu, and then at the dashing and handsome motorcycle girl standing in the courtyard. It turned out that this was Fu Yu's cousin - Fu Zi.

Fu Zi is the daughter of Uncle Fu Yu's family. The uncle passed away early, so Fu Zi has been fostered in their family since she was a child. When they talked about the scent of grass and snakes on Song Xi's body in Hong Kong City, Fu Yu said that the scent of grass and snakes smelled like

The smell on a fox is similar, and it refers to a little fox that Fu Zi raised when she was a child.

It's a pity that the little fox was killed by evil brothers like Fu Ze.

Fu Zi had a fight with them, and later went to study abroad and rarely returned to China.

Unexpectedly, when I came back this time, I would attend Fu Boxing's funeral.

Fu Zi was very tall, with a black leather jacket and leather trousers covering her curvy figure. She held her helmet in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. She looked at Fu Ze and the others coldly, "If you really came to attend the funeral, then...

Climbing in like this, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, wouldn’t it better show your filial piety?”

Fu Ze and the others had pale faces. How could they kneel down and kowtow while dragging this crippled body?

Fu Zi is clearly trying to embarrass them!

"If you don't want to, then get out."

Fu Zi's voice sounded particularly cold in the cold wind, full of chilling flavor.

Fu Yu raised his hand, and the Fu family's bodyguards and motorcycle fleet quickly stepped forward and drove Fu Ze and the three of them out, as well as the men in black they had brought with them. The Fu family's mansion regained its tranquility.

Fu Zi put the baseball bat into the bag and put the helmet on the motorcycle. The housekeeper stepped forward and put a mourning hat on her. She strode up the hall with a car key hooked on her ringed hand.

When she came closer, Fu Yu called her again, "Sister."

"Um."

Fu Zi responded and moved her eyes to Su Yin next to him, "Your wife?"

Fu Yu glanced at Su Yin and nodded.

Fu Zi: "Beautiful."

She nodded again to Nan Song and others, and finally landed on Bai Luyu, "Hey, little brother."

Bai Luyu's eyes suddenly flashed, "Huh? Call me?"

"It's you. Can you ride a motorcycle?"

Fu Zi asked, and without waiting for his answer, she threw the car keys to Bai Luyu in the air.

Bai Luyu subconsciously took it and looked at the car key with the fox pendant tied in his palm. He was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and met Fu Zi's charming eyes that looked like fox eyes. He was hooked for a moment.

Fu Zi said matter-of-factly: "Stop the car for me. It's troublesome."

She seemed to be used to giving orders. She spoke in a crisp voice, with every final note being pronounced crisply.

Bai Luyu listened to such a voice, as if it was his mother or his sister talking to him, and habitually responded, "Oh."

I just took my car keys and went to the yard to drive.

Miraculously, Nan Song, Luo Yin and others didn't find this scene very strange.

Fu Zi said to Fu Yu: "Take me to meet my uncle."

Fu Yu took Fu Zi in to see Fu Boxing's remains.

Fu Zi looked at Fu Boxing quietly for a while and said, "Uncle, A Zi is back."

She took a few steps back, knelt on the futon, and kowtowed three times.

After getting up, Fu Zi looked at Fu Yu, whose eyes were red, and raised her hand to pat his shoulder, "Everyone will have this day, and we are no exception. The Fu family still needs you to support and cheer up."

Fu Yu said "hmm" lightly and nodded.

After the funeral, the people from the funeral home came to cremate the body.

When carrying the coffin, Fu Yu and Fu Zi walked in front, while Yu Jinwen and Zhao Xu walked behind, sending Mr. Fu off for the last time and letting him rest in peace.

After attending the funeral, Nan Song and his party returned to Nancheng.

Su Yin also returned to school.

In the evening, Fu Yu and Fu Zi sat drinking together. Fu Yu showed Fu Zi the will left by the old man and said that the old man had left a share of his property to her.

Fu Zi said calmly: "I don't want it, you can keep it, or I can give it to your wife. I have money."

This "sister is rich" is not bragging. Fu Zi owns a bar. She has shares in several large bars around the world. She is also passionate about bars and motorcycles. She took her fleet around the world more than ten years ago.
Chapter completed!