She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

After receiving permission, Bo Shicheng and his companion stepped forward.

Bo Ye immediately noticed that Fu Xiuheng's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and this appearance instantly aroused a strong sense of dissatisfaction in Bo Ye's heart.

His temper flared instantly, his eyes burning with rage, and he was about to unleash it on Fu Liancheng.

Fortunately, Bo Shicheng had been keeping an eye on Bo Ye's every move. He was quick-witted and grabbed Bo Ye's arm just as Bo Ye was about to explode, trying to calm him down.

Pulled by him, Bo Ye regained some of his composure and forced himself to stop the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He suppressed his anger for the time being, then leaned down slightly and softly called out Fu Xiuheng's name.

"Fu Xiuheng, Fu Xiuheng? Wake up."

Fu Xiuheng was sound asleep when he was awakened by the sudden call.

He slowly opened his eyes, still drowsy, and looked at Bo Ye and Bo Shicheng in front of him with a blank and helpless expression. He was obviously not fully awake and did not know what had happened.

"What...are you doing..."

Looking at Fu Xiuheng's dazed and listless state, Bo Ye's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

He realized the situation was bad, and the anger he had been suppressing suddenly burst out of control like a flood.

Bo Ye suddenly turned his head, glaring angrily at Fu Liancheng, and loudly questioned him.

"What exactly did you do to him?"

Fu Liancheng shrugged nonchalantly, a perfunctory expression on his face, and said casually.

"It's all Fu Xiuheng's fault for going crazy. What can I do? I was just trying to be helpful. I wanted to prevent him from hurting innocent people after he went crazy, so I quickly found a doctor and had him injected with some sedatives."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ye trembled with rage, his anger burning uncontrollably in his chest.

He first let out a mocking sneer, then Bo Ye's eyes blazed with undisguised anger as he questioned Fu Liancheng in a resounding voice.

“We all know that Fu Xiuheng does have mental health issues, but even professional doctors in hospitals have to follow strict regulations when a patient has an episode and can’t just give them sedatives! What gives you the right to do that, Fu Liancheng? Besides, these sedatives are controlled substances. How did you get them? You have to give me a reasonable explanation today!”

Fu Liancheng, however, remained indifferent and aloof.

He just stared at Bo Ye quietly, without the slightest panic or guilt on his face.

No matter how aggressive or sharp Bo Ye's questions were, Fu Liancheng always responded with only one sentence.

"I did this for the sake of the bigger picture. If Fu Xiuheng loses control and causes any major trouble, the consequences would be unimaginable. Don't keep harping on me here."

His tone was indifferent, as if everything he did was perfectly reasonable, completely ignoring Bo Ye's furious gaze that seemed to devour him.

Bo Ye was completely enraged by Fu Liancheng's attitude. His eyes instantly became bloodshot, and he could no longer suppress his anger. He rushed forward, raised his fist high, and slammed it hard at Fu Liancheng's face, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on this one punch.

Seeing this, Bo Shicheng hurriedly reached out to stop him, but he was still a step too late.

They could only watch helplessly as Fu Liancheng's well-trained bodyguards quickly stepped forward, each one standing tall and serious, ready to fight back at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Bo Shicheng became extremely anxious. Large beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks. He was filled with unease.

They were afraid that the situation would get out of control and become unmanageable.

Just as tensions were about to rise, Fu Xiuheng finally snapped out of his daze.

His body was still somewhat weak and his voice was extremely soft, but he still quickly called out to Bo Ye.

"Bo Ye, don't be impulsive!"

Upon hearing Fu Xiuheng's voice, Bo Ye abruptly stopped what he was doing, as if a pause button had been pressed. He turned to look at Fu Xiuheng, his anger instantly turning into concern.

He turned around hurriedly, strode over to Fu Xiuheng's side, anxiously looked Fu Xiuheng up and down, and kept asking questions.

"How are you? Jiuge was so worried about you. Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Fu Xiuheng shook his head slightly, forced a smile, and said.

"I'm fine, everything's okay. I just slept for too long and my head feels a little dizzy right now, but otherwise I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ye's anger flared even more. Thinking of the suffering Fu Xiuheng had endured, he clenched his fists in anger, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, wishing he could go and argue with Fu Liancheng again.

Bo Shicheng composed himself, slowly stepped forward, and politely introduced himself with a gentle smile.

“President Fu, I am Bo Ye’s second brother, Bo Shicheng. I have never had the chance to get to know you before. I never expected that our first meeting would be here.”

Fu Xiuheng quickly nodded politely to Bo Shicheng, a respectful expression on his face, and said.

"So it's Second Brother Bo. I've heard so much about you. Actually, I've wanted to meet you for a long time. But when the Bo Group and the Fu Group were cooperating, I was busy with other work and couldn't get away, so I haven't had the chance to meet you. It's a real pity."

Bo Shicheng smiled and waved his hand as he spoke.

"Mr. Fu, you're too kind. You're truly remarkable and a real young talent. Take the Jiming Temple tourist area development project we collaborated on last time, for example. If it weren't for your excellent plan, the project wouldn't have achieved such great results. It's all thanks to you."

Bo Ye listened from the side, his heart filled with anxiety, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

Thinking to himself, with the situation so dire, Fu Xiuheng was still trapped here, his situation unclear, yet Bo Shicheng still had the mind to say these high-sounding platitudes.

Isn't the most important thing right now to find a way to rescue Fu Xiuheng?

He quickly turned his head and gave Bo Shicheng an urgent and urging look.

The implication was clear: Bo Shicheng should stop talking and quickly find a way to take Fu Xiuheng away.