Chapter 221 President Fu Goes to the Rooftop

In the end, Fu Beichen didn't dare to confront her directly, fearing he might hurt her or cause the situation to backfire, because the old gentleman's passing had already made her very sad.

He didn't dare disturb her; he was already starting to consider her feelings.

He stayed in the park, watching the light in her room, all night long.

The next morning.

The news notifications on my phone kept popping up like crazy.

A national giant has fallen; Mr. Yang has passed away.

[Official statement issued to mourn and bid farewell to Mr. Yang]

Almost simultaneously, another news item also went viral.

[N God assists Mu's Group; latest cardiovascular reagent to be launched soon]

[Great News! Mu's Breakthrough in a New Cardiovascular Field]

One in black and one in red, the two trending topics are displayed side by side.

One is filled with deep sorrow, the other with universal celebration.

It's practically the most outrageous and massive social death scene on the internet in the 21st century.

The comments section exploded.

"Has the Mu family gone mad? Old Master Yang just passed away, and they're already sending out good news? Don't they know Old Master Yang was N God's mentor?"

"Damn it, isn't this a classic case of profiting from tragedy? N God is still grieving, and these people are already using N God's name to promote themselves. How shameless!"

"The entire PR department of Mu's Group resigned? Posting this at a time like this? Have they lost their minds?"

The Mu Group's public relations department reacted extremely quickly, and the trending topic was removed in a flash.

However, the positive news has already been released, and the stock market's reaction is the most honest indicator.

Mu's stock opened at the daily limit up.

Moreover, the price surge is so fierce that it cannot be suppressed at all.

For a time, the Mu Group became the talk of the town in the medical field, and its stock was pushed to an unprecedented new height by capital, making it a dark horse second only to the Fu Group's Little D project.

Mu Yanchen fired the head of the public relations department and then frantically sent messages to N God.

However, she didn't reply to a word, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Three days later, Mr. Yang's funeral concluded.

After Gu Xingnian finished handling her master's funeral arrangements, she returned to Haicheng, escorted by Bai Yu.

Compared to the capital, Haicheng might make her feel a greater sense of belonging.

The car was parked in front of the villa.

Gu Xingnian pushed open the car door, her steps a little unsteady.

Sheng's mother rushed over, and her eyes instantly reddened when she saw her daughter, who seemed to have been drained of all her energy.

She pulled Gu Xingnian into a tight embrace, her suppressed sobs muffled in her throat.

"My little girl, you've suffered."

"How did you get so thin? You're even thinner than before you were pregnant."

As Sheng's mother gently stroked Gu Xingnian's thin back, she finally couldn't hold back her tears, which fell hot down her cheeks.

She hadn't shed a tear in years.

She truly, truly felt sorry for him.

Gu Xingnian buried her face in her mother's shoulder, feeling that familiar warmth, and the dam she had been holding up collapsed instantly.

Tears streamed down her face, and she hugged her tightly, her throat choked with emotion, unable to utter a single word.

Sheng Weiwei, heavily pregnant, walked over cautiously.

She was pregnant with twins, and her pregnant belly was round and very obvious.

Gu Xingnian's belly was only slightly protruding, and she was wearing a large sweatshirt. She looked tired from head to toe, and there was no sign of pregnancy at all.

"Come inside, don't just stand at the door."

Sheng Weiwei held Gu Xingnian's arm, her voice gentle.

"Mom made your favorite orange pork ribs."

Bai Yu followed behind, his gaze lingering on Sheng Weiwei's somewhat exaggerated lower abdomen for only a moment before shifting away.

Sheng Weiwei didn't even spare him a glance.

Since their unpleasant encounter at the villa, she hadn't given him any chance to get close.

She was avoiding him.

It was perfectly clear that I was avoiding him.

And he never dared to say the words "marry her" again, for that was her Achilles' heel.

Because he knew he could never surpass that "him".

Qingning was absent from the dinner table. It was the birthday of one of the department heads, and she had gone to the birthday banquet on behalf of Sheng's father.

The birthday banquet was held at Jinse, and the food was plentiful, which everyone enjoyed very much.

In another VIP room, Huo Shenyuan was entertaining guests.

He sat firmly in the main seat, with a woman beside him dressed in a well-tailored business suit, with long, wavy hair, bright eyes and white teeth—a classic beauty.

"Mr. Huo, on behalf of our CEO Jun, I would like to raise another glass to you to thank you for giving Kejun such a wonderful opportunity for cooperation. I wish the Fanxing Hotel in Rongcheng a successful opening."

Huo Shenyuan picked up his glass of baijiu and gently clinked it against hers.

The woman's hand brushed against his knuckles, intentionally or unintentionally.

Jun Chengjie is really savvy; he knows to send a beauty over.

"As long as it's completed on time, it will last a long time." Huo Shenyuan's tone was indifferent, but it carried an undeniable pressure.

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman immediately smiled.

"Don't worry, Mr. Huo, our Kejun Company has an excellent reputation. Since we have the ability to take on such a large project as Fanxing, we will definitely ensure quality and quantity and guarantee the construction period."

Huo Shenyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and drank a few glasses with her.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

He said "Excuse me" to everyone at the table, then got up and left.

He lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall in the corridor to answer the phone, and smoke swirled around him.

As he passed a private room, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

After making a few inquiries, I learned that it was a birthday party for employees of Sheng's company.

He stopped walking, leaned against the wall not far away, smoked a cigarette, but his eyes were fixed on the door.

Before long, people came out of the private room one after another, in twos and threes, with their arms around each other.

But he looked from beginning to end and still didn't see Qingning.

He stubbed out his cigarette and was about to walk over when he heard a muffled, intermittent knocking on the door.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the door to the restroom attached to the private room had been blocked from the outside with two chopsticks.

It can't be opened from the inside at all.

Huo Shenyuan's heart clenched. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, strode forward, and pulled hard.

“Clatter.”

The chopsticks broke, and the door opened.

As expected, Qingning was locked inside.

The girl was squatting on the ground, her small body curled up in a ball, crying with sobs.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her small face was flushed with an unnatural redness, indicating that she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.

"Qingning, don't be afraid, I'm here." His heart was breaking.

He bent down, scooped her up from the ground, held her tightly in his arms, strode back to the private room, and sat down on the soft sofa.

He didn't let go, still holding her as if she were a daughter who had suffered a great injustice.

Qingning nestled in his strong chest, inhaling the clean scent of tobacco on him, and cried even harder.

She was bullied and targeted outright.

She had just been in the restroom when she clearly heard her female colleagues talking outside.

"What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? On the surface, she's President Sheng's personal assistant, but behind the scenes, she's just a little slut who sleeps around."

"Exactly, if it weren't for her vixen-like face, with her lousy education and being a mute, who would want her?"

"I heard that the CFO even treated her to two meals alone. That little bitch has quite the appetite; she's trying to have her cake and eat it too."

Those foul words stabbed into her heart like knives.

She deliberately stayed inside a little longer, not wanting to go out and face those ugly faces.

When all the noise outside had completely stopped, she tried to open the door, only to find it locked.

She took pictures for a very long time, until her hands ached, but no one paid any attention.

Huo Shenyuan lifted her small hand, looked at her red and swollen palm, and gently rubbed it with heartache.

He lowered his voice and coaxed her.

"If you get bullied, call me next time."

Hearing this, Qingning felt even more heartbroken, and her tears fell even faster.

Call up?

How should she communicate with him?

She couldn't speak at all.

Seeing that she was crying even harder, Huo Shenyuan realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he immediately took out his phone and made a call.

Less than three minutes later, the restaurant manager came running over, sweating profusely, with two waiters.

"Young Master Huo, what happened?"

Huo Shenyuan's face was so dark it could drip water, and his voice was icy cold.

"Bring back every single person who's dining in this private room tonight, without exception."

"If you miss one, your restaurant is not allowed to open tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the manager's legs went weak, realizing that something serious had happened, and he hurriedly nodded and bowed.

"Young Master Huo, don't worry, we'll get on it right away! We guarantee that not a single one will escape!"

Huo Shenyuan continued to bend down and coax the person in his arms.

"Okay, stop crying."

"I'll show you a magic trick."

He waved his hand in front of her eyes twice, and a small lollipop suddenly appeared from his slender fingertips.

He slowly tore open the candy wrapper, and right under Qingning's gaze, the lollipop suddenly swelled up and grew bigger, eventually becoming a colorful cotton candy bigger than her face.

Qingning's eyes widened in surprise, and she instantly forgot to cry.

She stretched out her little hand and carefully gestured.

[It's gotten so big, is it edible?]

Huo Shenyuan's handsome face was full of doting smiles as he brought the cotton candy to her lips.

"Try it."

Qingning hesitated for a moment, then opened her cherry-like mouth and took a small bite.

It melts in your mouth, so sweet.

It has a sweet taste with a refreshing fruity tartness, making it much tastier than regular cotton candy.

Huo Shenyuan curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

Little girl, still so easy to coax.

Looks like I'll have to go back and learn a couple of magic tricks properly.

A slender figure flashed past the doorway of the private room.

Through the crack in the door, she saw Huo Shenyuan's tall figure enveloping a petite girl, his large hand gently patting her back.

A flicker of shock crossed the woman's eyes before she quickly disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.

Half an hour later, the manager, sweating profusely, brought back everyone who had been in the private room, not one missing.

Huo Shenyuan gave Qing Ning a stern lecture, covering topics such as the dark room incident, slapping each other, and being kicked out of Haicheng... to avenge Qing Ning.

Finally, he took Qingning's hand and walked away.

The night was deep.

Huo Shenyuan's Bentley was parked steadily outside the gate of the Sheng residence.

After Qingning got out of the car and went inside, he did not leave immediately.

At the main entrance, Fu Beichen and Bai Yuzheng each leaned against a luxury car, silently smoking.

The scarlet flames flickered in the night.

Both men looked grim, staring sullenly at the outside of the Sheng family's wall.

There, a dozen or so workers were working overtime.

The already high walls were raised even higher, and a brand-new electric fence was even installed on top.

The crackling sound of electricity was particularly jarring in the quiet night.

Huo Shenyuan walked over.

He took a cigarette from the pack, lit it, took a deep drag, and the smoke he exhaled blurred his clear smile.

"What's so interesting about this?"

He spoke to the two men with gloomy faces.

"Want to grab a drink?"

Nobody paid him any attention.

No one expected that, not long after, the first person to be so audacious as to try to dismantle the electric fence and end up being treated as a thief and taken to the police station would be Huo Shenyuan.

...

It was almost 11 o'clock when Gu Xingnian lay in bed, unable to fall asleep at all.

She turned on her phone, the cold light from the screen reflecting on her expressionless face.

A financial news article popped up with a very eye-catching headline.

[Mu's Group will join forces with N-God to create a new legend in the medical field with their latest cardiovascular formulations.]

She knew that Fu Beichen had found the micro data card in the cufflink.

It was unexpected that he would give the cardiovascular equation to the Mu family.

Aren't they enemies? Anyway, she wasn't in the mood to care about any of that.

Upon opening, a profile picture stubbornly pops up a friend request.

It's Fu Beichen.

He adds it several times every day.

She remained expressionless and tapped the "no" button with her finger.

The movements were swift and decisive.

Just then, Lin Qi's phone rang.

The name flashing on the screen made her frown.

She hesitated for a few seconds, but still answered the call.

"Madam, could you come to the company? Mr. Fu has gone up to the rooftop."

Lin Qi's voice sounded anxious and disorganized on the other end of the phone.

Gu Xingnian's voice was as cold as ice.

"I need to rest. What he does is none of my business."

"Madam, you should come over."

Lin Qi's voice was almost choked with sobs.

"I'm afraid President Fu will do something foolish..."