The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 859 - 858 Fu Yu Went to the Bank

Chapter 859: Chapter 858 Fu Yu Went to the Bank

Xiao Qimo listened attentively, "Please, go ahead."

"It’s like this, you know a lot of people, have you heard any news about Mi Lu?"

Xiao Qimo looked at the man opposite him, gentle as jade, and seemed to understand his thoughts, smiled, "Are you looking into this for Miss Shen?"

Fu Yu waved his hand.

"Not entirely, after all, I personally like Mi Lu’s music very much. Of course, I also want to find out and give Miss Shen a surprise. She has been a great help to me."

Being a man, Xiao Qimo understood, understood very well.

But he was really not familiar with the music industry, nor had he paid much attention to it, "Then I’ll have someone ask around."

"No need, if you don’t know, that’s okay. I’ll ask someone else..." Fu Yu didn’t persist, instead taking the opportunity of Lu Mian’s absence to ask several questions.

"Mianmian’s parents, they haven’t come looking for her recently, have they?"

"...You could say they haven’t." Xiao Qimo knew Lu Mian hadn’t told Fu Yu about her family background. It wasn’t his place to speak about such matters, so he simply gave a few brief answers.

"As long as they haven’t, that’s fine."

"Mr. Fu, it seems like you don’t really... get along with them?" Xiao Qimo chose his words carefully before voicing his curiosity.

From what he understood, every one of Lu Mian’s problematic relatives counted.

Only people like Fu Yu, Lu Xi were somewhat decent; The others didn’t deserve to be Lu Mian’s family.

Partly because Lu Mian had so few relatives, Xiao Qimo placed greater importance on these few relationships.

He respected both Fu Yu and Lu Xi a lot.

Fu Yu didn’t hide his feelings, drained the cup of tea in a single gulp, a temperate smile on his face, tinged with a hint of cool indifference.

"How much love can a person who has had amblyopia since childhood receive?"

Xiao Qimo seriously refilled Fu Yu’s cup of tea.

As they were talking, Lu Mian returned from the restroom.

"Xiaoyu, has someone been mocking you again?" Lu Mian heard the word "disabled" and plopped down onto the chair noisily, rolling up the sleeves of her white shirt.

Her pale arms reflected the light, shining coldly.

"No, it was just a sigh," Fu Yu quickly suppressed her agitated temper, distracting her, "Mianmian, what major did you apply for?"

"The physics department of Qing University."

"I knew it, definitely not music." Fu Yu wasn’t too surprised; Mianmian was smart and seemed careless in her actions, but in reality, she learned things very quickly.

As long as she does what she likes, that’s good.

However, Professor Kunyang had entrusted him with something.

"Mianmian, Professor Kunyang asked me to see if you’d like to minor in their specialty. If you agree, he’ll take full responsibility for the procedures and smooth out any issues. You must have refused to be Chu Kong’s apprentice because of Miss Shen, right? Now that Miss Shen’s left hand has recovered, she officially succeeded Chu Kong. So, Professor Kunyang wants to see if he can take advantage of the situation; he’s very keen on cultivating you."

Xiao Qimo couldn’t help but laugh; Mianmian’s leftovers weren’t so easy to pick up.

Lu Mian was straightforward, "I’m not willing."

After saying that, she paused, "Xiaoyu, are you and Professor Kunyang close?"

"We could be considered friends beyond age," Fu Yu mentioned briefly, "Too bad, he won’t have the chance to mentor you. I wonder if I still have the chance to hear you play the piano?"

"Of course."

Lu Mian agreed, and her phone on the table vibrated. She picked it up and glanced at it.

It was a text message from Su Luo.

[Grandpa said you’re in Jinjing, and he asked me to take care of you.]

Lu Mian replied: [How will you take care of me?]

[Just... let’s meet.]

[Time, place.]

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After dining with Xiaoyu, Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo wanted to take him back, but Fu Yu said he had things to handle, so Lu Mian didn’t insist.

Fu Yu walked along the shopping street, eyes fixed ahead, hastening his pace.

Compared to the leisurely shoppers around, he stood out as out of place.

Lu Xinnuan was one of those strolling among the shopping crowd.

She walked out of a luxuriously decorated shop, holding a tote bag in her hand. She brushed her hair from her forehead, intentionally or unintentionally showing off the big "L" on the tote bag.

She was in a good mood, enjoying the send-off service from the sales personnel and walked away with her chin up.

But—

Suddenly, she saw Fu Yu passing by the entrance.

Lu Xinnuan was stunned for a few seconds and, after recalling for a while in her mind, instinctively took a few steps back and hid again inside the L Family’s store.

The person who just passed by seemed like her uncle...

Although she hadn’t seen him for many years, Fu Yu’s appearance hadn’t changed much, and Lu Xinnuan still remembered him.

But the man she just saw didn’t seem to be blind?

Lu Xinnuan suspiciously took out her phone and called Fu Man.

"Mom, I think I just saw Uncle here on the commercial street..."

"Fu Yu?"

"Yes. But it seems like his eyes have healed. He was walking pretty fast."

Fu Man didn’t take it seriously and carelessly responded, "Then it must not be him. Did you buy the gift for your mentor?"

"I’ve got everything. I’ll find time to deliver it."

Lu Xinnuan watched the man outside walk away before she hurried off in the opposite direction while still on the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Man patiently instructed, "Teacher Xu has connections behind him. He can give you a hand. That way, I can rest a bit easier knowing you’re in the entertainment industry."

"I understand, Mom."

After hanging up, Fu Man pondered for a moment and then contacted her sister-in-law, Weng Xia.

"Sister-in-law, how is my third brother Xiaoyu doing now?"

"Fu Yu? Ah..." Weng Xia snorted, her tone filled with indescribable frustration, "He hasn’t contacted us since his surgery."

"What surgery?"

"It seemed to be some eye repair surgery, I don’t really understand, nor can I make sense of what he said. He didn’t let us know whether it was successful or not."

"I see." Fu Man thought about what Lu Xinnuan mentioned and guessed the surgery might have been successful.

However, Fu Man hadn’t been in contact with him for so many years and, considering her current status and situation were different, she wasn’t too concerned about this relative.

As long as Fu Yu wasn’t coming to look for Nuannuan, that was all that mattered.

Azure Bank.

After arriving at the bank lobby, the lobby manager asked kindly, "Sir, what can I assist you with today?"

"I’m here to retrieve the contents of my safe deposit box."

"Please follow me."

Fu Yu nodded, taking out his ID card from his pocket and also producing a key.

The key was engraved with the word "Azure."

Su Luo invited Lu Mian to the Jinjing Go Association.

She had spent nearly half a year training at the association, participating in various competitions—the schedule was quite tight.

While waiting for Lu Mian, her friend La Wenwen approached curiously.

"Luoluo, waiting for a friend?"

"...More like my nemesis."

La Wenwen chuckled sweetly, "Just admit it, you’re tough-talking. You’ve been looking out like the wife waiting for her husband at sea, so he must be a really important friend!"

Su Luo remained silent but felt her cheeks blush a bit at La Wenwen’s comment.

"You better go back and finish that endgame puzzle, the teacher’s going to check it tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Knowing her friend’s prideful and stubborn nature, La Wenwen changed the topic, "Luoluo, really, why invite your friend to our Go Club? It’s so dull and boring here. Girls should go to places like milk tea shops or clothing stores..."

"..." Su Luo shook her head. Lu Mian wouldn’t find this place dull or boring at all.

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