Urban God-level Youth

Chapter 388: Chapter 390: Wu Fuwei Commits Suicide

Qin Hao pulled out his phone, wanting to call his cousin Qin Man, but hesitated and decided not to.

If there really were signs that they were developing in that direction, he didn’t want to ruin it on account of his own interference.

Let them develop. Chen Ping’s future wouldn’t only be with Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company.

His talent in computer science was high, and he would surely enter Qin Hao’s Xinghai High-tech Company in the future.

If his older sister could be together with Chen Ping, that would actually be a pretty good thing.

But that future title would make him speechless—would he really have to call Chen Ping his brother-in-law?

Feng Xiangyi seemed to know what he was struggling with and laughed while drying her hair.

Qin Hao looked at her unamused: “Is it that funny, Auntie?”

Feng Xiangyi: “I find it quite funny. That Chen Ping—he’s younger than you, isn’t he?”

Qin Hao: “Auntie, you must be twenty-six or twenty-seven, right? No boyfriend yet, and you laugh at others. Just wait another couple of years and you’ll be a leftover woman.”

Feng Xiangyi’s smile disappeared upon hearing his words—that comment hit home.

“Are you taking a nap? I’m going to nap.” After saying that, Feng Xiangyi got up and walked toward the master bedroom.

Perhaps because she was upset, she walked a bit hastily, and just as she was about to reach the bedroom door,

she suddenly cried out and with a thud, she slid feet up in the air and landed on her back on the floor.

There was a “bang.”

Her rear end hit the floor first, crashing down hard.

Witnessing the scene, Qin Hao couldn’t hold back his laughter: “Haha, Auntie, isn’t this karma?”

“Ah, ouch! It hurts so much, and you’re laughing there,” Feng Xiangyi frowned deeply in pain.

Seeing her like this, Qin Hao quickly walked over, trying to suppress his laughter: “Are you okay, Auntie?”

“It hurts. It feels like I’ve hurt my tailbone,” Feng Xiangyi inhaled sharply.

Qin Hao took her smooth, white arm and helped her up, but she was reluctant to walk.

“It hurts.”

When Feng Xiangyi put pressure on her feet, she felt a sharp pain in her tailbone.

Qin Hao was stunned. Could it be that serious?

Feng Xiangyi said to him: “Aren’t you going to get me onto the bed? Do you want to kill me with pain?”

…

Qin Hao quickly placed Feng Xiangyi onto the bed and then pressed down on her tailbone, causing her to let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

Feng Xiangyi inhaled sharply: “Hiss, are you planning to murder your own aunt?”

Qin Hao spoke: “It seems like your coccyx is dislocated.”

“What should I do?” Feng Xiangyi said.

Qin Hao: “Let me try to reposition it for you.”

…

“Crack.”

Suddenly, Qin Hao applied a forceful push and set her displaced tailbone back into place.

Feng Xiangyi let out a scream.

“Auntie, I’m going to step out. You should feel better after moving around a bit,” said Qin Hao hastily as he left the bedroom.

Once out of the bedroom, he let out a long sigh of relief.

After Qin Hao left, Feng Xiangyi got up and moved around, and indeed, she didn’t feel pain in her tailbone anymore.

About seven or eight minutes later, Feng Xiangyi changed into a set of clothes, walked out carrying the bedsheets, and then put them into the washing machine.

Qin Hao said: “Auntie, I’ll be going now. If you’re okay, head over to the company.”

Feng Xiangyi nodded: “Okay, got it.”

After leaving Feng Xiangyi’s house, Qin Hao got in the car, which was devoid of Leng Xuan, who had already gone out for errands.

“To Jianghai University Main Campus,” Qin Hao told the driver.

The bodyguard drove to Jianghai University; the school celebration was tomorrow, and Qin Hao needed to retrieve that painting.

Just after arriving at the school, Qin Hao received a phone call from Leng Xuan: “Mr. Qin, the matter has been taken care of.”

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After hanging up, Qin Hao got out of the car and headed towards the student society building. On his way, he saw the campus festooned with lights.

Banners hung on both sides of the road, and many members of the student union were still busy setting things up.

No one on the road noticed Qin Hao, and he hadn’t asked his bodyguards to follow him.

Arriving at the society building, Qin Hao saw many club members rehearsing nervously, as various clubs were set to perform during the school celebration.

If one looked carefully, they could see that the parking lot of the hotels surrounding the school was now filled with luxury cars.

Many an elite had graduated from Jianghai University, prominent in politics, business, and various other fields.

When Qin Hao got to the art studio, Fan Ruobing was not there.

He asked: “Where did Ruobing go?”

A girl responded: “The president led people to set up the venue, they should be at the auditorium where the school celebration is taking place.”

“Where’s the auditorium?”

“It’s right next to the library over there.”

“Thanks a lot,” Qin Hao turned and left the studio.

On the other hand, not long after arriving at the company, Feng Xiangyi heard some news from Nie Si.

“The heads of Wu Roast Duck Company, Wu Fumin, and Wu Fuwei, unable to bear the pressure of the company’s bankruptcy, have both jumped to their deaths.”

Feng Xiangyi was stunned by the news. Wu Fuwei had killed himself due to bankruptcy pressure? How could it be such a coincidence that he had sent people after me in the morning, and then killed himself in the afternoon?

Feng Xiangyi naturally thought of Qin Hao, and the words he had said: There are things I don’t want to do, but there will always be someone who forces me to do them.

Did he kill people just for me?

[Third update, one more to come!]

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