Rebirth from the Ashes

“Me? Push her to the edge? You are the ones doing that!” Fu Qingli paused for a moment before his pent-up emotions blew up. Still keeping a straight face, he taunted, “Fu Qingye, get it to your head. She’s Shen Xi, Li Jingran’s daughter and not our little sister. I refuse to let anything take what belongs to our sister, including her!”

“Fu Qingli!” Fu Qingye had a lot of anger built up from Fu Qingli’s recent play of high hand and bullying. With bloodshot eyes, he flew off the handle and jumped at Fu Qingli. “I wouldn’t push too far if I were you”

“Fu Qingye, go to hell!” Fu Qingli did not let him have the satisfaction. Holding firm to their views, the duo did not see eye to eye in each other’s methods and continued to exchange blows.

Fu Qingye had nothing more to say because he knew no words could change Fu Qingli’s mind. The latter had always been so stubborn, carrying his big stick around.

For once, Fu Qingye was not going to play nice!

Fu Qingli did not pull his punches. With no time for talk, the jabs were coming up, down, left, and right.

As if he had gone mad, Fu Qingye swung his arms aimlessly. He was only blowing off steam and fury in demonstration of his resistance.

The pair were running neck-to-neck, but Fu Qingye had more guts than strength in him. After several exchanges of blows, Fu Qingli pressed him against the ground and socked him in the face.

Without even dodging the hit, Fu Qingye stubbornly glared back at him in contempt. Since there was no beating Fu Qingli, he might as well face him head-on.

Fu Qingli’s fist veered off course and smashed the floor next to Fu Qingye right before it landed on the latter’s face.

Fu Qingli scoffed and grabbed Fu Qingye by the collar before hurling him to the door and coldly blurted, “Get out of my sight!”

How could he fight him?

What gave him the guts?

He was not even a worthy opponent.

Having been hurled to the ground, Fu Qingye licked the blood off his lips. Like a mad wild beast in the bullring, he charged at Fu Qingli. “Fu Qingli, I have had enough of you!”

Fu Qingli was taken aback by Fu Qingye’s relentlessness despite being beaten to a pulp. Following a momentary distraction, he quickly responded to Fu Qingye’s attack.

Alas, Fu Qingye came right at him before he could strike back. His body rammed onto the desk behind with a thud. The sharp pain clouded his vision.

That was the least of Fu Qingye’s problems as he focused on venting all his dissatisfaction and anger through his punches.

Nevertheless, puzzled by Fu Qingli’s non-resistance, Fu Qingye took another look and noticed Fu Qingli’s pale complexion and sweat-drenched forehead.

Fu Qingli swallowed the pain and hissed. “Fu Qingye, you sure have the balls. You’d rather kill your brother for a woman!”

Having finally realized something was amiss, Fu Qingye shouted towards the door. “Get in here, Fu Qingxuan!”

Fu Qingxuan, left out to wait in the living room, heard the scream in the study and ran over bewildered. He pushed open the door to one looking awful while the other with a banged-up face.

One sat on the ground huffing and puffing while the other laid on his back still stoic in expression.

Fu Qingxuan was just mind blown. They fought. Did Qingli and Qingye… come to blows?

“Why are you standing there? Go and check if he’s dead,” Fu Qingye yelled in a fit.

The rather innocent Fu Qingxuan was pissed to be screamed at. “F*cking hell. It’s not my fault you guys fought. What’s with the tone?”

Fu Qingye turned up the volume. “He’s hurt!”

Fu Qingxuan took a glance at him, thinking to himself that Fu Qingye appeared to have it worse.

God knew how Qingye plucked up the nerve to fight Qingli!

Seeing as they were about to go at it, Fu Qingli endured the pain as he irritably yet commandingly chided, “Shut up!”

As expected, Fu Qingli’s words did carry authority. With Fu Qingye shutting his trap, Fu Qingxuan rushed over to check on Fu Qingli’s wounds. “Qingli, where are you hurt?”

Fu Qingli tried to stay conscious so as not to pass out from the pain. It took everything in him to shout just now. “Ribs.”

Fu Qingxuan was examining Qingli when suddenly color drained from his face. He widened his eyes in disbelief. “Your rib… is broken.”

The intense argument and fight ended with Fu Qingli breaking a rib.

Fu Qingxuan took care of Fu Qingli’s rib before giving Fu Qingye a complicated look. That was a brutal move. The fight did not have to progress thus far.

Feeling wronged, Fu Qingye shouted, “It wasn’t me!”

“Qingye,” Fu Qingxuan freaked out and weakly uttered in response.

The good-natured Qingye always took Qingli at his word. Since their oldest brother played the father figure, both Fu Qingxuan and Qingye saw Qingli as the head of the household, showing him respect and understanding.

Qingye never lost his temper with Qingli, much less raised his hand. Fu Qingxuan had never seen the testy and cranky side to Qingye. It was as though he was releasing two decades’ worth of emotions.

Fu Qingli merely scoffed as his cold and deep eyes swept over.

Feeling guilty, Fu Qingye put up a stern front and met his eyes. “You bumped onto it yourself.”

Fu Qingli was without a word.

Fu Qingye stood firm on his ground. “You’ve done such a horrible thing to a defenseless and weak young girl. I’m not going to apologize for today until you apologize to her.”

Ticked off once more, a surge of anger brewed in Fu Qingli’s emotionless eyes. “What do you want?”

Ha!

Defenseless?

With that competence of hers, how could she be considered a defenseless and weak young girl?

No girl was capable enough to leave yet still managed to take these two dummies for a ride. Not only was she cocky, but she jumped at his throat too.

Fu Qingye composedly looked at him. “Fu Qingli, I’m telling you right now. I won’t cut ties with her! You’re only fooling yourself. I can tell her and our little sister apart.”

Surprised by his tenacity, Fu Qingli curled his lips into a smirk. “Try me, if you’re that confident.”

The girl was sensible enough to inform Fu Qingli of his brothers’ latest movements so that he could make necessary preventive measures.

Fu Qingye replied, “You don’t scare me. You can do nothing to her because Li Yuan won’t sit by and watch.”

Out of immense rage, Fu Qingli laughed and articulated clearly, “Are you threatening me because of an outsider?”

Li Yuan?

Did he just use Li Yuan to threaten him?

Did Qingye really think he was afraid of Li Yuan?