My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

The moment the defection system broke free from Nan Yun'er, Fu Yushu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if Rong Momo was stabbing his brain with needles.

The world before my eyes felt like it had been thrown into a washing machine, spinning around and around. The inexplicable admiration that had always lingered in my heart—that I felt Nam Yoon-ah was unparalleled, gentle and kind—dissipated as quickly as the tide.

Feeling lost, more lost than ever before.

Fu Yushu stared blankly down at the woman he was holding, her eyes red and looking pitiful, and a chill ran down his spine.

Holy crap, if Grandpa sees him with a woman in his arms, his legs are going to be broken.

"Fu Yushu!"

A chilling voice came from afar. Fu Yushu shivered, abruptly pulled his hand back, and staggered as he tried to get up. However, he lost his balance and landed on all fours, tumbling and crawling back a few steps to the side.

"Uncle, I didn't, I didn't..." Fu Yushu retorted haphazardly, on the verge of tears.

Caught off guard by Fu Yushu's sudden action, Nam Yoon-ah looked at him in astonishment, "Yushu? What's wrong?"

Fu Yushu did not answer. Instead, he knelt down in the direction Fu Chengyan had come from, so nervous that he was almost about to kowtow.

Behind Fu Chengyan, several uniformed police officers quickly followed, and the chief police officer in the lead waved his hand with a cold expression.

Before Nan Yun'er could recover from Fu Yushu's sudden action, two police officers had already grabbed her arms from the left and right, and the cold metallic touch instantly gripped her wrists.

Even at this point, Nam Yoon-ah maintained her delicate, innocent persona, struggling slightly, her voice trembling, "What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?"

The sheriff stepped forward, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.

"Nam Yoon-ah, someone has filed a formal complaint alleging that you poured tung oil onto the load-bearing pillars of the Thousand Mu Plain stage today. This action could cause the stage to collapse. We are now summoning you to cooperate with the investigation."

Nam Yoon-ah's heart was pounding, but she forced a wronged and aggrieved expression on her face.

"Tung oil? What tung oil? I don't understand what you're talking about. You have no evidence, so why are you arresting me!"

Seeing that Nam Yoon-ah was still unrepentant, the police chief took out his phone from his pocket, played a video, and held it up in front of Nam Yoon-ah.

On the screen, Han Ke stood in front of the collapsed stage at Qianmuyuan, her voice clear, "I, Han Ke, am hereby reporting that Nan Yun'er applied an unknown liquid to the stage's load-bearing pillars. Less than three minutes after Nan Yun'er applied the liquid, the stage collapsed. The following is footage I captured..."

The video then switched to show Nam Yoon-ah sneaking up to the side of the stage, taking out two bottles of unidentified liquid from her bag, and then pouring them all onto the stage's supporting pillars.

"Ms. Han posted this video on the online platform half an hour ago, and our technical department immediately downloaded and preserved it."

The sheriff put away his phone, his voice serious. "After receiving the report, we immediately investigated the scene and collected physical evidence. We detected a large amount of tung oil residue on the stage's load-bearing pillars. Do you still think we have no evidence?"

Nam Yoon-ah was struck dumb, frozen in place.

Han Ke... It was actually Han Ke! I didn't expect her to have recorded a video.

"No, it wasn't me..."

Nam Yoon-ah's eyes widened, and she shouted loudly, as if raising her voice would make it come true.

Nam Yoon-ah's unusual behavior clearly indicates that she feels guilty.

"Take him away." The sheriff waved his hand.

Two bottles of tung oil collapsed the entire stage; it was a bit too outrageous. When they heard the news, they looked at each other in disbelief.

After inspection, the technical department found that the load-bearing columns of the stage were already hollowed out by insects, and it was built with mortise and tenon joints. The final conclusion was that the possibility of the two bottles of tung oil causing the stage to collapse was possible, but extremely small, and Nam Yoon-ah just happened to be there.

Nan Yun'er's legs went weak. When she passed Fu Yushu, her eyes lit up slightly. She rushed over and grabbed Fu Yushu's arm as if she had grasped the last straw.

With tears welling up in her eyes, Nam Yoon-ah looked at Fu Yu-shu. "Yu-shu, please help me! Please explain to them that I've been wronged! You said you would protect me, you said you would be by my side no matter what I become."

Fu Yushu felt the gaze on him grow even more intense after she shouted at him. Startled, he pulled Nan Yun'er's hand off his arm, raised his hands high, and shook his head frantically.

"No, no, no, officer, I'm not an adult yet. I don't know anything. This has nothing to do with me. I really have nothing to do with her. We're not even ordinary friends."

The two young police officers who were called "uncle" were speechless. They had only recently graduated, so how did they become "uncle"?

Fu Yushu's current appearance is completely different from how he had just embraced her and said he would always love her.

Nan Yun'er stared blankly at Fu Yushu, the last glimmer of light in her eyes slowly fading. So it turned out he was also affected by the system.

"Walk."

The police escorted the seemingly delirious Nam Yoon-ah out of the woods.

Fu Yushu watched as Nan Yun'er was dragged away, his back drenched in cold sweat.

Fu Yushu swallowed hard, stiffly looked up, and met Fu Chengyan's chilling eyes.

Fu Yushu's legs trembled. "Uncle, please let me explain..."

Before Fu Yushu could finish speaking, Fu Chengyan had already kicked him. The kick was both fierce and accurate, hitting Fu Yushu squarely in the chest.

Fu Yushu was kicked and fell backward, rolling half a circle on the muddy ground covered with apricot petals. He clutched his chest in pain and lay on the ground, panting heavily.

"Cough cough... Uncle..."

"Shut up!"

Fu Chengyan's voice was like ice, sending chills down one's spine.

Fu Yushu took two steps forward, looking down at Fu Yushu who was curled up on the ground, his temple veins throbbing.

"You're so forgetful, don't you? Is your brain full of mush?!"

If his assistant hadn't frantically told him that Fu Yushu was missing and they couldn't find him anywhere, he would be in the hospital right now, and he wouldn't know how Guanqing is doing.

Fu Chengyan kicked Fu Yushu in the butt, turned around and strode out of the woods, leaving behind only a suppressed swear word, "I'll settle the score with you when we get back."

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yushu's pain finally subsided somewhat. He rolled over and lay sprawled on the ground, looking up at the sky in despair.

That's it, it's completely over.