The Fang family.

  Fang Pingjue stood in the courtyard with his walking stick, facing a low observation tree. It was unknown what he was thinking.

  Ever since he had half a leg amputated, his entire aura had become a little dull, and he no longer had his usual flamboyance and arrogance.

  In the past, he refused to accept that he was old. Now, he was older and his mentality was old as well.

  Xu Pingfei sat on a coffee chair in the backyard. As she drank coffee, she chatted with her female friend on the phone and discussed where they should hang out. Listening to her chatter, Fang Pingjue would occasionally frown and turn around to glare at her.

  Xu Pingfei had become bold over the years and was not afraid of him at all. Seeing him glare at her, she even rolled her eyes at him.

  Seeing this, Fang Pingjue was extremely angry.

  At this moment, the guard called and said that someone wanted to see him. Wan Lang saw that Fang Pingjue was deep in thought in the courtyard, he did not disturb him and went straight to the entrance to pick him up. Wan Lang was already a little old. When he reached the entrance, it was already three to four minutes later.

  When the door opened, Wan Lang saw a man standing outside the door wearing a formal suit with his hands behind his back. Although his appearance had changed, his temperament was even more stable than decades ago. He was stunned.

  This person was…


  Wan Lang heard his incredulous cry—


  “Mr. Baoguang!”


  Wan Lang’s tone was uncertain and trembling.

  He could not believe that the person whose name had been kicked out of the household register would suddenly appear here and stand in front of him. In his memory, Mr. Baoguang’s eyebrows were especially exquisite and gentle. However, although the person in front of him did not have much change in his facial features, the aura between his eyebrows became domineering, malicious, and unpredictable.

  Upon hearing this, Chi Baoguang was in a daze.

  Chi Boguang stared at Butler Wan Lang, searching for clues on the old man’s no longer young face. Finally, he remembered.

  He sighed emotionally. “It’s Brother Xiao Wan.”


  In the entire Fang family, only Young Master Baoguang would call him Brother Xiao Wan. The other ladies and gentlemen would call him by his name.

  Hearing this, Wan Lang’s eyes turned red and his hands started to tremble.

  After composing himself Wan Lang quickly said to Chi Boguang happily, “Young Master Baoguang, quick! Quickly come into the house. Sir is at home now. He will definitely be very happy to know that you’re still alive!”


  When Chi Baoguang heard this, he did not agree. He felt that it was too early for Wan Lang to be happy.

  If what Lisa said was true, then Fang Pingjue would definitely be involved in his accident back then. If that was the case, Fang Pingjue would probably look like he had seen a ghost when he saw him.

  Wan Lang led Chi Baoguang into the house.

  This house had also changed. When Chi Baoguang used to live here, the Fang family only had this main building in front of him and the living building on the left. Gradually, there were more and more descendants. Twenty years ago, Old Master Fang had expanded the Fang family.

  On the foundation of the original house in the room, two new extensions were built. One was the small building where Fang Yusheng used to live, and the other was the house where Fang Mu and the rest used to live. After Fang Mu’s accident, that house had become the house of the servants.

  The old house that Chi Baoguang, Fang Pingjue, and Fang Pingjun used to live in was now occupied by Fang Yuqing and Fang Yu’an. Occasionally, Fang Pingjun would bring his wife and children home and stay there.

  Chi Baoguang sized up this unfamiliar Fang family house for a long time before saying, “It seems like the Fang Corporation is growing bigger and bigger now.”


  “Hey, of course. The Fang family has already become a famous big company in the country. Our Fang family has also become the head of wealth in Binjiang City.” 35 years ago, although the Fang family could be considered a wealthy family, they were not considered a leading figure.

  After dozens of years, and after generations of good management by the Fang family, the Fang family became better and better.

  Chi Boguang was also relieved when he heard that.

  If his father was still alive, he would be very happy.

  “Oh right, Dad, he…” According to his age, Old Master Fang should be 102 years old this year. It was impossible for him to still be alive.

  Hearing this, Wan Lang’s eyes darkened, and the joy on his face faded a little.

  He said, “Old Sir has passed away for almost twenty years.”


  Chi Baoguang nodded and remained silent.

  Wan Lang added, “Old Sir is buried in the Dongling Cemetery. Young Master Baoguang can visit him.”


  “Of course.”


  As they spoke, they finally entered the house.

  Xu Pingfei and Fang Pingjue had long heard the conversation.

  Fang Pingjue did not think much of it and did not enter the house. He was still in the courtyard. Xu Pingfei hung up the phone and walked in with a cup of tea. Just as she entered the living room from the backyard, she saw the tall man standing beside Wan Lang. When Xu Pingfei saw the thin light, the only thought that flashed across her mind was—


  This person must have been very good-looking when he was young.

  He looked so good even when he was old.

  Xu Pingfei did not size him up for long before retracting her gaze. She pretended to look at the tea in her cup before putting on the demeanor of a mistress of the household. She looked up and smiled faintly. Her smile was gentle and she did not lose her status. She asked Chi Baoguang, “This gentleman is?”


  When Xu Pingfei married into the Fang family, Fang Yusheng was already a few years old, so she naturally did not know about the existence of Chi Baoguang.

  Since Old Master Fang really doted on Chi Baoguang, no one dared to mention Chi Baoguang in front of her. Hence, Chi Baoguang became a taboo topic in the family. Naturally, Xu Pingfei did not know this person.

  Chi Baoguang guessed this person’s identity and could not help but take a few more glances.

  How should he put it? He could tell at a glance that this woman was a little flashy but useless. She looked good but had no substance. She could maintain her face, but she did not have much real talent inside. Someone like Fang Pingjue who was a little fickle was suitable to marry such a woman.

  She was not as good as his Lisa.

  Chi Baoguang did not speak. Wan Lang introduced him to her.

  “Madam, this is Young Master Baoguang.”


  Xu Pingfei looked puzzled.

  Wan Lang said, “Young Master Baoguang is Old Sir’s adopted son.”


  Xu Pingfei’s expression finally changed.

  She had never heard of the old man adopting a son. She subconsciously turned around to look at the courtyard. Coincidentally, Fang Pingjue, who had heard the voice, turned around. Fang Pingjue did not see Xu Pingfei or Wan Lang, and his gaze automatically ignored everyone else and was fixed on Chi Boguang.

  In an instant, shock shot out of his not-so-bright eyes.

  But soon, he hid it.

  Chi Boguang was no longer the experimental demon who was dedicated to research and paid no attention to external matters. After living on the cliff for 35 years, Chi Boguang had also trained his shrewd and vicious eyes. He directly saw Fang Pingjue’s reaction just now clearly and instantly analyzed the contents of his reaction.

  He was afraid of him!