Of course, the reason why Fang Yusheng decided to let Liu Yu and Fang Pingjun off was because of Qiao Jiusheng. What Qiao Jiusheng had said this morning was like a sharp knife cutting his flesh.

Ah Sheng was blaming him.

All kinds of reasons made Fang Yusheng unable to be ruthless to Liu Yu.

“Move away as soon as possible.” Fang Yusheng really left without looking back this time.

Fang Pingjun remained silent for a long time as he watched Fang Yusheng leave.

After escaping death, Liu Yu revealed an excited expression. Her calves were still trembling. She slowly walked to Fang Pingjun and grabbed his hand. She asked him, “Old Fang, when are we going overseas?”

Fang Ping lowered his eyes and looked at the land he had lived in for more than fifty years.

“As soon as possible,” he said.

Liu Yu asked again, “Then should we inform Yu Pei?”

“Let’s go overseas together and bring Yupei along.” Fang Pingjun understood his child’s personality well. He did not dare to leave Fang Yupei alone in the country. If he left her alone, she might cause new trouble.

Only at this moment did Fang Ping feel deep regret. He hated himself for being busy with work when he was young and neglecting his children, causing both children to grow crooked and unable to be turned back.

He had already lost a child. He could not lose his last child.

Liu Yu agreed.

She waited for her trembling body to return to normal before picking up the phone and calling Fang Yupei, who was overseas, to inform them of the imminent immigration.

…

Qi Bufan and Fang Yusheng got into the car.

Qi Bufan drove while Fang Yusheng sat in the front passenger seat.

On the way home, Qi Bufan asked Fang Yusheng, “Aren’t you afraid that they will bite back if you let them go?”

Fang Yusheng shook his head. “No.”

“Why?”

Fang Yusheng did not explain.

There were some things that did not need to be explained. Fang Pingjun was never a bad person. The time he hurt Qiao Jiusheng was also because he was forced into a corner. This time, Liu Yu had done such a thing because she was blinded by hatred.

Fang Yusheng gave them a last resort. Fang Pingjun was also an old fox. He could tell the pros and cons.

Fang Yusheng’s mind was filled with Fang Zicheng.

“During the few hours last night, I really felt like I was in hell,” Fang Yusheng said to himself, not expecting Qi Bufan to answer him. He said, “Actually, when I found out that Cheng Cheng was kidnapped, I guessed that the murderer might be my uncle’s family. In the few hours that I couldn’t find Cheng Cheng, I kept thinking that if Cheng Cheng really died or if we really couldn’t find him, what would happen between Ah Sheng and me? How could I face Kai Kai and Ran Ran?”

Hearing this, Qi Bufan felt upset and said, “Cheng Cheng has been found.” So those scary thoughts were unnecessary.

“Yes, he was found.”

Someone had left a box of cigarettes in the car. Fang Yusheng held the box and his eyes were filled with fear. “It’s a blessing to have found him.” However, behind the blessing were 9,999 misfortunes.

How lucky could one be?

Fang Yusheng was very grateful to Boss Lu’s family. When Fang Zicheng was discharged, he would definitely bring him to visit and thank him personally. “Bufan, accompany me to Chang’an Temple in the afternoon.”

Qi Bufan looked at Fang Yusheng a few more times.

Before knowing Qiao Jiusheng, Fang Yusheng lived a tough life bathing in incense. He was just short of shaving his head. If he shaved his brown hair, he would really be a Buddha for the rest of his life.

However, at that time, Fang Yusheng did not really believe in Buddhism. Qi Bufan understood Fang Yusheng’s actions. He was just bored and could not find anything to pursue, so he blindly believed in Buddhism.

Therefore, Qi Bufan was surprised when he heard Fang Yusheng say that he was going to the temple in the afternoon.

“To burn incense?”

Fang Yusheng said, “To pay respects to Buddha and Bodhisattva.”

At noon, Fang Yusheng went to the hospital to see Fang Zicheng.

Fang Zicheng was already awake. He was lying alone in the ICU ward. He turned his head and stared at Fang Yusheng and Qiao Jiusheng outside the window. Qiao Jiusheng asked him if it hurt outside the door, not knowing if Fang Zicheng heard her.

The child’s exquisite face was pale from excessive blood loss. He stared at Qiao Jiusheng’s lips carefully and guessed what she was asking, so he replied with two words.

Didn’t hurt.

Seeing him speak, Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Yusheng felt terrible.

The wound was so deep and he had lost so much blood. How could he not be in pain! Qiao Jiusheng endured the pain in her heart and stared at Fang Zicheng for a while. Later on, Fang Zicheng turned his head away from her and Qiao Jiusheng walked to the wall.

She leaned back against the wall and bit her lip, suppressing an uncomfortable cry.

Other than company and hugs, Fang Yusheng could not give Qiao Jiusheng any comfort.

In the afternoon, Fang Yusheng went home to take a shower and asked Qi Bufan to drive him to Chang’an Temple. Chang’an Temple was the most famous temple in Binjiang City. It was filled with incense and visitors all year round.

Fang Yusheng bought some candles at the foot of the mountain and climbed up the mountain with Qi Bufan.

There were a total of 18 Buddhas in the temple. From the moment Fang Yusheng entered the temple, he had to pay respects to Buddha. There were really too many devotees paying respects to Buddha, and Fang Yusheng could not squeeze to the front at all. When he paid respects to Buddha, his knees would kneel on the ground every time. When he kowtowed, his forehead would knock on the cold floor, making three shocking bangs.

Qi Bufan pressed his palms together and bowed to Buddha before looking down at the pious Fang Yusheng.

He did not stop Fang Yusheng.

After paying respects to all the Buddhas, the sky was almost dark. A few strands of Fang Yusheng’s long hair hung down. The brown hair was stuck to his forehead and was slightly messy. Qi Bufan handed Fang Yusheng a tissue. “Wipe your forehead.”

Fang Yusheng’s forehead turned red.

Fang Yusheng wiped his hands and donated some money to the merit box. The master sitting behind the table asked him to write down his family’s names. Fang Yusheng took the pen and solemnly wrote down the family’s names.

He did not know if the Buddha’s spirit was effective. He was only asking for comfort.

Qi Bufan also put money into the merit box. He took the pen from Fang Yusheng’s hand and wrote his name on the merit book. After stopping, Qi Bufan turned around and walked out. Fang Yusheng looked at the name Qi Bufan wrote. There was only one name on it—

Dai Chukong.

On the way down the mountain, Fang Yusheng asked Qi Bufan, “Why did you write your daughter’s name?”

Qi Bufan smiled and said, “Just like Sir, I also want the child to be safe and happy.”

Fang Yusheng stared at his serious face and shook his head.

“That child is just too stubborn.” Fang Yusheng patted Qi Bufan’s shoulder and said, “No matter what your choice is, I support you.”