Wei Xiaoyu believed that although she didn't know why Fu Ying was in London, since Fu Ying had seen Zhou Xuan there, given her feelings for him, she wouldn't give up so easily. Furthermore, while her family's wealth and resources couldn't compare to the Wei family domestically, money made things easier abroad. Therefore, Wei Xiaoyu was now absolutely certain that Fu Ying knew their whereabouts, which made her increasingly fearful of what was to come.
It's unknown how Fu Ying will reappear, or how she will treat her.
Before having breakfast, Zhou Xuan received a call from Yi Xin in his room, saying that Prince Tuluk was hosting a banquet for a very important business friend, so it had to be a grand affair, and Zhou Xuan and his accompanying guards and subordinates were all to attend.
Of course, in this situation, Zhou Xuan and the others were merely Tuluk's private bodyguards, and they could only follow the rules at the banquet, unlike the other guests.
Wei Xiaoyu specially wore a black Western-style women's suit, which made her look particularly delicate and beautiful. Zhou Xuan and Hu Shan and others were also wearing suits and ties. Zhou Xuan was thinner and looked relatively quiet, while Hu Shan and the others looked like a group of thugs, born to be that kind of person.
Only Prince Turuk was still dressed in his Arabic attire. At the hotel entrance, Hushan and several guards stood guard closely. Four black Rolls-Royces arrived to greet him, their tinted windows obscuring the interior.
Of course, this was no challenge for Zhou Xuan. After activating his special ability, Zhou Xuan thoroughly examined the inside and outside of the vehicles and found nothing unusual, so there was basically no danger.
Hu Shan went forward to check first. Zhou Xuan nodded slightly to Prince Tuluk, indicating that it was safe. However, Hu Shan and the others still climbed into the car, took out a small detection device, and scanned the inside of the car. The warning light remained on, and only after confirming that it was safe did they get out of the car, nod to Prince Tuluk, and whisper, "You can go in now."
Prince Tuluk gave Zhou Xuan a meaningful look. Although he believed Zhou Xuan's abilities far surpassed those of Hu Shan and the others, how could he know it was safe after just a glance without even moving his feet? Was he just making things up?
Tuluk wasn't sure either, since it was like gambling, with only two outcomes: win or lose, a fifty-fifty chance. He guessed Zhou Xuan was just guessing, but he wasn't sure. Zhou Xuan's behavior was too unusual, which puzzled him.
Without a second thought, Tuluk beckoned to Zhou Xuan and mumbled a few words to Yi Xin, who quickly translated them back to Zhou Xuan.
It turned out that Tuluk wanted Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu to ride in the same car with him, with Yi Xin in the front. The car was spacious, and with the driver, it was easy for five people to sit in it.
Zhou Xuan was fine, but Wei Xiaoyu could see that Tuluk had a sharp eye and could see that following Zhou Xuan was the safest option. However, thinking about it from another perspective, it made sense. How could a prince who was second only to the emperor have remained powerful for so many years without some insight and shrewdness?
After driving through London for about an hour, Zhou Xuan looked out the car window but couldn't make heads or tails of it. British architecture was all pretty much the same, and every place looked much the same. It wasn't until they arrived at their destination that they realized this place was a bit different. The building in front of them was practically a castle.
The owner of this castle was clearly no ordinary person. Inside the large iron gate, there were six or seven burly men on both sides, each with sharp eyes, clearly skilled fighters.
Fortunately, the car and driver were their own. After getting out of the car, they only asked Hu Shan, Zhou Xuan, and a few other guards to leave their weapons with them temporarily before letting them pass. They were not searched. Of course, there was a foolproof plan, because there was a security door in the place where Zhou Xuan and the others had to pass through. The door was equipped with an electric eye to monitor the waves. If there were foreign objects in a person's body, they would not be able to avoid it.
Prince Tuluk led the way, followed closely by Yi Xin, then Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu, and then the guards including Hu Shanmot. As they passed the bodyguards, they paid more attention to Hu Shanmot and his group, clearly recognizing them as the real bodyguards, capable of causing harm. They glanced at Zhou Xuan quickly, paying him no attention; for them, Easterners had never really caught their eye. However, they looked at Wei Xiaoyu again and again. This tall and extremely beautiful Eastern woman was simply stunning. Even by Western standards of beauty, they had to admit that this girl was indeed beautiful.
Upon entering a very spacious hall inside the castle-like building, where the decorations and furniture were of a classic and elegant type, Prince Tuluk sat down in the main guest seat in the hall, while Zhou Xuan, without any hesitation, helped Wei Xiaoyu to sit down on the sofa next to him.
The other party's bodyguards couldn't help but glance at Tuluk, but Tuluk showed no displeasure whatsoever, as if he hadn't even seen Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu's actions.
The bodyguards on the other side seemed somewhat surprised and curious, and they took a few more glances at Zhou Xuan. This young man from the East did not seem as ordinary as he appeared. In the places they usually saw, the wealthy and powerful were very strict in their hierarchy, and they were particularly clear about the distinction between superiors and inferiors. Arabs, in particular, had a very strong concept of respect for hierarchy. This young man and woman did not seem to be related to Prince Turuk. Since they came with Prince Turuk, how could they be so ignorant of hierarchy?
Moreover, Prince Tuluk was not unfamiliar to them; they had interacted with him many times before, though not in London.
After Prince Tuluk was seated, a maid brought tea and then respectfully said something to him, which Yi Xin quickly translated: "Your Highness, she said that the master would like to ask you to wait a moment; he will be there shortly."
Tuluk nodded slightly in response, but didn't say anything, sipping his tea while looking at the oil paintings on the wall.
Zhou Xuan used his supernatural abilities to probe every part of the castle, but even after probing two hundred meters, he still couldn't detect the very edge. Beyond that distance, he couldn't detect anything. However, it didn't matter. The owner of the castle was clearly quite familiar with Prince Tuluk, because Tuluk's expression was quite relaxed. He waited patiently without any complaints or impatience, leisurely drinking tea while waiting.
Zhou Xuan was also a little curious. The owner of this castle had some Chinese habits. He served tea to his guests, and Prince Tuluk seemed to enjoy it quite a bit. But he had never seen him drink tea in the Prince's mansion.
After Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu sat down, they admired the oil paintings on the wall. However, they were somewhat surprised when they saw one of the smaller paintings, because it was clearly a painting of a lady from ancient China. It seemed that the owner of this castle had amassed a lot of Chinese antique treasures.
Zhou Xuan even thought that the owner of this house might be a bandit from the Eight-Nation Alliance who had looted the Old Summer Palace. If possible, he would like to trick him.
Although Zhou Xuan had no memories of the past, he understood that his ability to detect the age and authenticity of objects made him aware that, although he did not know the value of the oil paintings and Chinese paintings on the walls, his ability made him realize that these paintings were all extraordinary and therefore of considerable value.
Just then, Zhou Xuan heard a somewhat aged voice say, "Your Highness, haha, I didn't expect to meet you in London. Please, have a seat."
Zhou Xuan did not use his special ability to detect the situation, so he did not notice his master's arrival. When he heard the voice, he immediately turned around to look.
The speaker was a tall, elderly man with white hair and beard and bright, piercing eyes. When Zhou Xuan looked at him, the man was also staring intently at Zhou Xuan. Although he was speaking to Prince Tuluk, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Xuan. Beside the old man stood an extremely beautiful girl.
This girl was the same girl named Fu Ying that Zhou Xuan had seen in the park yesterday. Zhou Xuan was stunned when he saw her. Could it be such a coincidence?
When Zhou Xuan thought of this, he immediately looked at Wei Xiaoyu, only to find that Wei Xiaoyu's face had turned pale again, and her body was trembling when she looked at the old man and the girl.
The old man and the beautiful woman were both Easterners like Zhou Xuan, and the old man had just spoken in Chinese, which Tuluk couldn't understand. Sure enough, Yi Xin immediately translated what the old man had said.
Tuluk laughed, then mumbled a few words, and waved his hand in acknowledgment.
The old man glanced sharply at Zhou Xuan, snorted softly, and then said to the trembling Wei Xiaoyu, "Miss Wei, Yingying has received great kindness from your second uncle in the country, for which I, Fu Tianlai, am very grateful. I will not discuss Zhou Xuan's heartlessness and infidelity. Miss Wei, do you have anything to say about your behavior?"
Wei Xiaoyu's face grew even paler. Biting her lip, she stammered, "Mr. Fu... Mr. Fu, this matter has nothing to do with... it has nothing to do with..." She glanced at Zhou Xuan, then added, "It's all my fault. Blame me if you must."
“Blame? What’s the use of blaming? How much can blaming sell for per pound?” Fu Tianlai snorted coldly, then said, “If blaming can bring back Yingying’s happiness, then I’ll let you blame me, okay?”
Faced with Fu Tianlai's cold words and Fu Ying's miserable silence, Wei Xiaoyu was speechless, biting her lip and at a loss.
Zhou Xuan seemed to understand the situation better and said calmly, "So this isn't a banquet for His Highness the Prince, but rather a special trip to cause trouble for Xiaoyu. Mr. Fu, then let me tell you, Xiaoyu is my wife, and I'll take responsibility for anything that happens. You might as well come at me."
Zhou Xuan felt sorry for Wei Xiaoyu, who was pregnant and should be taking care of her health. Seeing this situation, he couldn't bear it and immediately retorted to Fu Tianlai.
Fu Tianlai was taken aback at first, not expecting Zhou Xuan to say such a thing. He paused for a moment, then chuckled coldly.
Hearing Zhou Xuan's answer, and his obvious protectiveness of Wei Xiaoyu, Fu Ying, whose eyes had been brimming with tears, finally couldn't hold them back any longer and they streamed down her face. Tears blurred her vision, and she could no longer see the man in front of her clearly.
Fu Tianlai chuckled coldly and said, "Hehehe, fine, fine. What did you say to me back then? What promises did you make to me? I may be old, but I'm not forgetful. I remember it all like it's engraved in my mind. And this is the answer you give me now?"
After a few cold laughs, Fu Tianlai continued, "Back when you ran away from home for your wedding, I questioned Yingying carefully. She blamed everything on herself, saying it was her fault and had nothing to do with you. She even said she would wait for you until you grew old and died, but you eloped with someone else. Is that your answer to her?"
Zhou Xuan said calmly, "Mr. Fu, I know nothing about what you're saying. I have no memories of the past, so I don't remember anything about what happened before. I don't know if I owe Miss Fu anything, but I know I can't owe Xiaoyu anything now. I have a family, a lover, and I'm going to have a child, so please don't insult Xiaoyu."
Fu Tianlai could no longer contain himself. He slammed his hand on the table, shattering a glass coffee table, and said coldly, "So, you already have a child? Are you completely prepared to abandon our Yingying?"
Zhou Xuan remained calm and said, "It doesn't involve abandonment at all. I have no other impression of it. As for Mr. Fu's words, I can only apologize. Also, if Mr. Fu invited His Highness the Prince here today just for this matter, then I can tell you now that we are leaving."
Fu Tianlai was furious when he saw Zhou Xuan's expression and tone. He knew Zhou Xuan's abilities very well. He was more skilled than any doctor, and his superpowers were beyond imagination. With such abilities, how could he possibly have amnesia?
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