"Your person?" Fu Yiming was baffled for a moment.
But he quickly associated it with the likely possibility that Fu Youhan was referring to Jiang Moxi, who was in his arms.
Including today, seeing the beautiful legs that Fu Youhan was holding, which were very similar to Jiang Moxi's, he had such an association.
But one was his uncle, and the other his former fiancée.
Could these two be together?
No...
That's too absurd.
So, Fu Yiming quickly composed his expression, "Uncle, the one I'm holding is Moxi. You know, she's my..."
Fu Yiming wanted to say something else, but Fu Youhan directly called out lowly: "Chi Jing."
Then, Chi Jing stepped forward and threw a very swift punch at Fu Yiming.
"Chi Jing, if you dare to make a move, it's disrespectful to the Fu family."
Fu Yiming, not giving up, hooked Jiang Moxi's waist and dodged the first punch attack from Chi Jing.
"I only serve the Third Young Master, not the entire Fu family."
