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Fu Hange descended the stairs step by step, tidying her hair. "I don't want to eat right now."
"That won't do. President Gu instructed us to make sure Miss's meals are taken good care of."
Fu Hange sneered, guessing that she was going to be kept under surveillance and her every move would have to be reported to Gu Yuan.
She turned on her phone; there were no missed calls. He called yesterday to say he wasn't coming home, and today he hasn't sent a text or made a call to explain.
It's ironic; she should have given up on the idea, but she still couldn't hide her disappointment.
Then he asked, "Did President Gu come back this morning?"
"I don't know. I arrived at seven o'clock, and there was no one in the house at that time."
See? He really didn't come back. He just stayed out overnight without saying a word.
"Miss, would you please eat something?" the butler asked again.
Fu Hange knew this must be Gu Yuan's intention; he wanted to monitor everything about her, and he probably wouldn't be able to explain himself if he didn't give the housekeeper face.
He replied dismissively, "Just cook some porridge, I'm not hungry."
"good."
The same white rice porridge that was served last time reminded Fu Hange of Gu Yuan again.
She shook her head desperately, trying to erase his image from her mind.
The butler noticed this and tentatively asked, "Miss Xu, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No......"
The butler was relieved. Gu Yuan instructed him not to neglect Fu Hange's food, clothing, and other necessities, and not to beat him to death if she fell ill.
Halfway through the meal, Fu Hange suddenly looked up and asked, "Butler, do you know what the Xu family's current situation is like?"
The housekeeper was clearly stunned, his mind seemingly stuck and unable to process what was happening.
Fu Hange waved her hand in front of him. "What's wrong?"
He quickly realized what was happening and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I'm not really sure how Xu is doing now."
Fu Hange glanced at her sideways, "Really?"
"yes......"
Fortunately, Fu Hange didn't ask any more questions, otherwise he would have been exposed. Gu Yuan had specifically told him not to let it slip, and he almost did just now.
He just couldn't understand why Gu Yuan had let Xu Shi go but hadn't told Fu Hange.
The housekeeper shook his head and walked towards the kitchen.
Fu Hange finished her porridge that night, and then went to sit down on the sofa.
She didn't rush to open her phone; she couldn't trust what he had just said—it was clearly just him trying to appease her. The more the housekeeper said this, the more worried she became. If things were going well, he wouldn't be so evasive.
Unless there's worse news, like bankruptcy or closure...
Thinking of this, she opened her phone and tried again to find some reports about the Xu family online. But it was as if these media outlets had been bribed; there wasn't a single report about the Xu family, not even about Mingheng.
It was obvious that Gu Yuan had deliberately paid these people hush money to keep her in the dark.
That's ruthless!
Fu Hange pursed her lips, irritably threw her phone on the sofa, and gasped for breath, all because of her anger.
Fu Hange went upstairs to change her clothes, then swaggered to the door. The number of security guards remained unchanged, still "holding their posts."
Fu Hange walked over, and they immediately stopped her. "Mr. Gu said that Miss Xu cannot leave without his permission."
She remained completely calm. "Then please tell your CEO that I want to see him."
After saying that, she turned around and went back to find him.