Chapter 173: Chapter 172: Waiting at the Crematorium to Chase After Wife

The new message was from Fu Si.

He had updated both his profile picture and name to be as proper and well-behaved as Chi Gui.

His profile picture was a close-up of his own face, frontal like an ID photo, yet it didn’t detract from his delicate and handsome features.

Beneath gold-rimmed glasses, his dark phoenix eyes slightly upturned, lips gently curved into a simple smile, which, coming from him, inexplicably added a touch of rakish laziness.

His name was simply the two characters “Fu Si.”

When he first changed his profile picture and name, it had caused a small stir in the elite circles of the Capital City.

Especially the Fu Family–Old Sir Fu, Mr. Fu, and Mrs. Fu almost thought Fu Si was possessed.

It was complicated for the three of them until later, when they learned about the existence of Chi Gui.

After that…

Now when Old Sir Fu looked at Fu Si’s profile picture, no matter how he looked, it made him happy and comfortable.

Half an hour ago, Fu Si sent a message to Chi Gui, “Do you have any plans tonight?”

Chi Gui replied, “No.”

The next second, Fu Si replied to the message as if he had been waiting by his phone, “How about I pick you up tonight for dinner? I have a few friends I’d like to introduce to you.”

Chi Gui slightly furrowed her brows, staring at the message for a while, just about to refuse.

Another message popped up.

Grandpa Fu: “Miss Chi, did that rascal of mine ask you out to dinner? Just agree to it… Since you returned to Capital City, Grandpa hasn’t had the chance to have a meal with you, so let him stand in for me first.”

Since Old Sir Fu had said so, she could only reply, “Okay.”

Then, she replied to Fu Si, “What time, and where?”

Seeing Chi Gui agree so readily, Fu Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

In fact, before asking her, he had been prepared to be rejected by Chi Gui and had even thought of some excuses to follow up with.

Unexpectedly, she agreed.

Fu Si didn’t ask further, just sent the address and time.

Chi Gui noted it down.

Fu Mansion, the study.

Qin Cheng gently set down his coffee, glancing at the large computer screen displaying nine high-level international managers silently waiting for Mr. Fu to speak.

Qin Cheng: …

It seemed like the managers were gradually getting used to Mr. Fu’s unusual behavior of interrupting meetings to reply to messages…

Downstairs.

Old Sir Fu put down his phone, picked up his tea, and took a light sip: “Miss Chi sure knows how to behave.”

Ever since he knew that his undutiful grandson was pursuing Chi Gui, Old Sir Fu felt much rejuvenated, even eating half a bowl more at meals.

The butler, standing by, smiled upon hearing this, “Your long-held wish is finally being fulfilled.”

After saying that, he was slightly puzzled, “Why don’t you directly tell Young Master Fu about Miss Chi’s true identity?”

Old Sir Fu glanced at the butler, snorted lightly, “That brat is too arrogant, never taking anything to heart. It’s time he learned his lesson to understand the saying, ‘Ignore the old, and courting becomes a path to the crematorium.'”

Of course, there was another important reason: Miss Chi obviously had no interest in that brat. That truth… saying it would only make things harder without any benefit, so better left unsaid.

The butler didn’t think so much into it. Surprised by his words, he looked at Old Sir Fu, “Sir, you even know about ‘courting is a path to the crematorium’ from the internet?”

Old Sir Fu glanced back at the butler, a bit smug as he chuckled, “Recently had nothing else to do, surfed the internet a bit. Ah… If I don’t learn about the things young people like, what am I going to talk with her about if Miss Chi marries into the family?”

Butler: …

Just like his grandson, that show-off streak!

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It was scheduled for six in the evening.

Fu Si had fully considered Chi Gui’s schedule, not affecting her daily routine at all.

At five thirty in the afternoon.

Chi Gui and a few others were riding the bus back to the hotel.