On the large screen at the scene, Mr. Ouyang, dressed in a suit and tie, smiled smugly halfway through his sentence, deliberately creating suspense.

Fu Yanshen was glancing at him, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Lin Xiao, who was standing next to him, stood up. "Mr. Ouyang, on behalf of President Fu, I would like to remind you that it is illegal to disclose other people's privacy in public!"

Lin Xiao warned Ouyang Yang.

As he finished speaking, the others either discussed among themselves or looked at each other in bewilderment, while I subconsciously clenched my fists.

What exactly is wrong with Fu Yanshen's heart?

"Do you think I'm ignorant of the law—"

“Mr. Ouyang, thank you for your concern for our organization.” The blond, blue-eyed representative interrupted Ouyang.

"We have a detailed medical report on Mr. Fu Yanshen's health condition, which meets our health standards for investees."

The implication is: Mind your own business.

Ouyang's face flushed red, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. In the end, he snorted coldly and sat down.

But he was clearly still furious, "Standard my foot! He has to take rejection drugs all year round! You're just waiting for your investment to go down the drain!"

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it reached my ears clearly.

Anti-rejection drugs.

Generally, only people who have undergone organ transplants need to eat...

Has Fu Yanshen undergone a heart transplant?

How could that be? His heart has always been healthy.

With an investment project worth hundreds of billions of dollars, the investors would definitely find out about Fu Yanshen's health condition. If they say there's no problem, then there's no problem.

At this moment, a signing ceremony was being held, and the audience erupted in applause.

Securing the investment in this project will surely restore confidence in Fu Yanshen within the domestic and international investment communities, thus resolving his crisis.

"Mr. Fu, congratulations!"

"Mr. Fu truly has foresight in investment; I admire him greatly!"

The world of fame and fortune perfectly embodies the spirit of opportunism and fickleness.

As soon as Fu Yanshen stepped off the stage, the bigwigs who had been mocking him before the meeting all rushed forward to flatter him.

However, before they could get close to him, Lin Xiao stepped in front of Fu Yanshen in time.

He raised his eyebrows, looking arrogant. "Everyone, our CEO Fu is very busy."

Everyone looked embarrassed and walked away. Fu Yanshen was escorted out of the conference hall by the bodyguards.

...

I walked out of the conference hall's restroom and wandered around for a long time without reaching the front hall. By chance, I saw Fu Yanshen, Ouyang, and Shi Jin standing at the end of the corridor.

Fu Yanshen was guarded by bodyguards.

I turned to leave.

"Ah Shen, if it weren't for Dad finding a donor for you, you would have died long ago. I've taken care of you for two years with great care, so even if I haven't done anything special, I've still put in a lot of effort!"

Shi Jin's voice came clearly, and the words "donor" made my breath catch in my throat and my body sway.

"How did you treat me? You've become infatuated with a woman who doesn't love you, so ungrateful and treacherous—"

"Shi Jin, stop disgusting me!" Fu Yanshen coldly interrupted Shi Jin's crying and complaining.

Mr. Ouyang: "Fu Yanshen, Jin'er is right. We gave you a way out, and you repay kindness with enmity!"

Fu Yanshen threw a stack of documents at Shi Jin's face.

"You brought me to the brink of bankruptcy and caused me to lose tens of billions. In the meeting just now, I didn't expose that your AI project was stolen from me. This is already my way of repaying your kindness."

"From now on, I will be your sworn enemy."

Fu Yanshen spoke slowly and deliberately, and even from a great distance, I could feel the chilling coldness in his voice.

I turned around, took a deep breath, and walked away blankly.

Song Sinan found me. He stood in front of me, head down, brows slightly furrowed. "Where have you been? What's wrong? You look terrible."

"The passageways here are so winding, I'm lost," I said casually.

The man's warm palm touched my forehead. "It's not hot."

"Are you cold?" he asked softly again.

As he spoke, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders.

At that moment, a menacing aura approached.

I looked up and saw a tall, slender figure walking towards me from the end of the corridor.

The leather shoes made a dull thud as they stepped on the ground.

He walked towards us against the light, his steps quick and powerful. His features became increasingly clear, his handsome, pale face serene, his expression indifferent, and his thin lips slightly pursed.

Remembering Shi Jin's words, I blinked repeatedly, trying to find the right words, "Fu..."

I had barely uttered a single word when Fu Yanshen brushed past me.

When I turned my head, I saw him walk away without looking back, his tall figure quickly disappearing around the corner.

I twitched the corner of my mouth.

I hadn't really thought about what to say to him or what to ask him.

"Mr. Song, I'm not cold. Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner!"

I came to my senses completely, took off Song Sinan's coat and returned it to him, laughing loudly at him.

I promised to treat him to dinner last time, but I haven't had the chance yet.

Song Sinan raised his lips, his gentle smile reaching his eyes.

...

Fu Yanshen's securing of a $100 billion funding round from the Z consortium shocked the global investment community, and unsurprisingly, his companies gradually returned to normal.

I've heard that those powerful figures who kicked him when he was down have been having trouble sleeping and eating these past few days, seeing threats everywhere, fearing that Fu Yanshen will retaliate against them in the business world.

In the office, I stared at my computer, yawning repeatedly.

"Sister Qiao, the melatonin you ordered has arrived." Mengmeng climbed the stairs and handed me the package.

"Insomnia?" the little girl asked with concern.

"My sleep quality has been a bit poor," I replied casually, opening the cardboard box and tossing the medicine bottle into my bag.

I didn't work overtime tonight, and when I got back to my apartment, I was too lazy to cook.

I opened the wardrobe and looked at the men's suit hanging inside. My brow furrowed slightly. This was the suit that Fu Yanshen left with me the night he got drunk, and he hadn't taken it with him.

I called him, but his phone was off.

I had no choice but to call Lin Xiao.

"President Fu just returned to China, he's probably at home adjusting to the time difference."

"Okay, thank you," I said softly.

After hanging up the phone, I put my suit in a paper bag, grabbed my car keys, and went downstairs.

...

The villa was pitch black, shrouded in the night, like a lonely island.

I stood at the front door and rang the doorbell for a long time, but the lights inside didn't turn on.

He doesn't live here, does he?

I heard that this place was supposed to be mortgaged to the court before.

I exhaled, releasing the melancholy from my heart, and turned to walk away—

The villa, which had been pitch black, was suddenly brightly lit, like fireworks bursting into bloom, and my eyes were dazzled.

The villa's gate was wide open, and a figure stood at the entrance. At that moment, the iron gate in front of me was remotely unlocked with a "hiss".

I hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door, picked up my bag, and went inside.