Chapter 297 I'll Make You Cry and Beg for Mercy

In the afternoon, Fu Beichen took Gu Xingnian out on a date.

The two sat in the familiar wonton shop next to the middle school.

It's still in the same spot, with that dazzling wishing tree in the shop, covered with countless cards.

Many posts read, "I hope to have a love like that of the richest man's wife."

[I hope to meet Mr. Fu someday.]

[Hopefully, this wonton shop will produce another Prince Charming as outstanding as the richest man in China.]

Gu Xingnian smiled brightly as she looked at the various wish cards.

The proprietress brought over two steaming bowls of wontons and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, I'm so happy you could come."

"We'll come here often from now on," Gu Xingnian smiled at the proprietress.

Then she looked at the man beside her.

He took off his suit jacket, leaving him in just a simple white shirt, the cuffs casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing his strong and muscular physique.

The light outlined his deep features, and even the fine lines at the corners of his eyes exuded gentleness.

"If you sat here all day, you'd definitely charm a lot of girls," Gu Xingnian said, staring at his handsome face.

Fu Beichen rolled his eyes at her. "I don't need to bewitch so many people, just one is enough."

"But you are the soul of this store."

"I thought I was just your soul, and had nothing to do with wontons."

"Hahaha." Gu Xingnian burst into laughter.

Fu Beichen picked up a wonton, blew on it, and carefully fed it to her.

This is what it means to live a peaceful and tranquil life.

After finishing the wontons, Fu Beichen naturally took Gu Xingnian's hand, their fingers intertwined.

His large, warm hands enveloped her, bringing her a strong sense of security.

The two walked along the familiar street corner, without any destination, just walking slowly, their shadows stretched long, forming a beautiful picture.

Soon, a candid photo went viral and became a trending topic.

#A chance encounter with Fu Shoufu on a date with N God#

In the photo, the man has a handsome profile and looks at the woman beside him with doting eyes, while the woman smiles sweetly, radiating happiness.

Fu Group, top-floor conference room.

A group of executives who were still struggling to give their reports were stunned when they saw the push notification that popped up on their phones.

Is this... is this still the same serious, work-obsessed CEO Fu who wishes there were 48 hours in a day?

He actually skipped work to stroll with the CEO's wife?

They willingly accepted this display of affection.

They spoil her rotten.

It seems that good days are coming for everyone; the CEO's wife is our savior!

...

At night, the Fu family's old house was brightly lit.

Tomorrow is Yu Yu's 100-day celebration, and Madam Bai and Master Zhuang have specially come from the capital.

At the dinner table, Master Zhuang held Yu Yu in his arms, looking at him with obvious affection, his beard practically sticking up to the sky.

"Oh my, my precious great-grandson, he's so handsome."

Master Zhuang took out two documents from his bag and handed them directly to Gu Xingnian.

“Xixi, come here, this is a 100-day gift from Grandpa to my great-grandson. You can accept it for him.”

Gu Xingnian opened the file bag, and her heart skipped a beat after just one glance.

The property consists of two prime locations in Beijing, as well as a 10% stake in a book and art gallery under Master Zhuang's name.

This is an enormous undertaking.

"Grandpa, this is too precious."

Gu Xingnian quickly pushed it back, "Yuyu is still so young, you should keep him for now."

Master Zhuang glared at him, feigning displeasure.

"What's so valuable about this?"

"For my precious great-grandson, no amount of money is much."

He held the child and announced with a proud expression.

"This is my only precious great-grandson."

only?

These two words were like needles, piercing Bai Yu's heart.

His fingers, holding the wine glass, tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white.

Mingming, he still has two children.

However, he still cannot bring those two treasures back to the Bai family.

Madam Bai noticed that her son was in a bad mood and quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Xixi, please accept this. It's a token of your grandfather's affection for Yuyu."

She then smiled and said to Master Zhuang, "Dad, when Ayu has children in the future, you must prepare an identical one. You can't be biased."

Master Zhuang laughed heartily, "That's for sure."

Gu Xingnian then smiled and accepted the gift, "Then I will thank Great-Grandpa on behalf of Yuyu."

Madam Bai also took out an exquisite velvet box from her bag and handed it to Gu Xingnian.

"This is a gift your father asked me to bring. He personally picked it out for Yuyu."

"Please thank Dad for me." Gu Xingnian took it.

Just then, Bai Yu suddenly stood up, his face pale.

"I have something to do, so I'll be going now. You guys enjoy your meal."

Before anyone could react, he had already pulled out a chair and strode out.

It wasn't until he got into the car that Bai Yu felt a suffocating discomfort surge up in his chest.

He finally understood.

I finally understand how much grievance Weiwei endured all by herself.

Because she loved him, she was willing to give birth to Zhan Xiao's child, who was already "dead," without any status or identity, becoming a laughing stock in the entire Haicheng social circle.

The child was born without a father, without a 100-day celebration, without blessings or gifts from others, and burdened with the stigma of being born out of wedlock.

Although the Sheng family treated her and her son like precious jewels, what she lost was far more than just that.

She never complained; she just silently endured it all.

And all of this was because of his damn plan.

Bai Yu slammed his fist on the steering wheel, his eyes instantly turning red.

All he wanted to do now was see her, immediately, right away.

He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and comfort her.

The sports car roared to life and sped down the mountain like an arrow.

...

After the meal, Grandpa Fu took Master Zhuang to the side hall to play chess.

Fu Beichen was holding a multinational video conference in his study.

Murong Lan and Gu Xingnian chatted with Madam Bai in the living room, while Yu Yu slept soundly in the stroller next to them.

The TV in the living room was on, playing the evening news.

Suddenly, a news flash interrupted the broadcast.

"...The Kavan Group has been exposed as a Ponzi scheme, involving a huge amount of money, resulting in multiple deaths and countless members being disfigured after using its products..."

"According to another report from this station, the prominent Percy family in Country S is under investigation by local prosecutors for alleged involvement in multiple transnational crimes..."

Murong Lan looked at the news and patted her chest in fright.

"My God, Gu Xingnian, thank goodness you reminded me back then that that thing was unreliable, otherwise I would have been fooled too."

Gu Xingnian hugged the pillow and spoke softly.

"There is no such thing as rejuvenation in this world."

Madam Bai suddenly cried out in surprise.

"The Posi family? Isn't that... isn't that Young Master Li's maternal family?"

Gu Xingnian nodded, her tone calm and undisturbed.

"Li Nanchen is dead."

"The Posi family has also fallen."

Dead?

Madam Bai was shocked and completely stunned.

"How could this be? He was perfectly fine during the New Year. How could he just die like that?"

Gu Xingnian did not explain the reason.

Bad people will never have a good ending.

Due to the downfall of the Posi family, the aristocratic circle of S country underwent a tremendous change, and the Nan family rose to become the most powerful and prominent family in S country.

The largest Quan Tang Club in Qingcheng, with its VIP private rooms.

Nan Wan sat in the middle on a large sofa, with four men sitting respectfully on either side.

“Miss Nan, it’s fortunate that you had the foresight to let us sever ties with the Posi family early on, otherwise we might have been caught in the crossfire.”

"Should we step up our efforts and take over all of the Posi family's territory and business?" a man in a black casual suit suggested, his eyes filled with greed.

“Yes, this is a golden opportunity! Right now, apart from the Nan family, no one dares to take such a big piece of meat.” Another man wearing a thick gold chain chimed in.

Nan Wan slowly put down her wine glass, the bottom of the glass making a crisp sound as it hit the table.

She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

"Do you think the prisons in Country S are too empty, and you want to pack up the entire Nan family and send them in to make up the space?"

Her voice was calm, yet it was like a bucket of ice water, completely extinguishing the ambitions of the men.

The group of people turned pale instantly and didn't dare to breathe.

"Now, don't move anything."

Let's wait and see for half a year.

Nan Wan's beautiful eyes swept over them. "Didn't you two keep saying you wanted to go on a trip? What, can't afford the plane tickets?"

"I can afford it, I can afford it!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go home and pack your bags." She spoke calmly, as if giving a trivial instruction.

The men looked at each other, quickly put down their glasses, and stood up.

"Miss Nan, we'll be going now."

Before the words were even finished, the person had already slipped away faster than a rabbit.

They are all corrupt, and Miss Nan's words are like imperial edicts; no one dares to disobey.

Once the four people left, the private room instantly became quiet.

But outside the club, chaos had already broken out.

Lu Qinglin, carrying a bottle of fine wine in one hand and a long whip in the other, stormed into the clubhouse with a menacing aura.

The dozen or so bodyguards at the door were beaten so badly they were running for their lives, their teeth chattering on the ground.

He needs to treat himself tonight.

"Bang!"

The door to Nanwan's private room was kicked open.

She looked up and saw a man at the door, exuding murderous intent, holding a long whip in one hand and fine wine in the other, his handsome face stained with someone else's blood.

Nan Wan's red lips curled into a smile. "You still dare to come?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Lu Qinglin's voice was slightly hoarse from exercising. "I suddenly felt like inviting Miss Nan for a drink tonight."

Nan Wan laughed, "Then let's see if you have the ability."

As soon as she finished speaking, eight bodyguards rushed in from outside the door, all of them bruised and battered, looking utterly disheveled.

Lu Qinglin instinctively protected the wine glass in his hand, and raised the long whip in his hand again.

The whip flashed, fast, ruthless, and accurate.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of a whip striking flesh is painful to hear.

One of the whips missed its mark and landed hard on the coffee table.

"Splash—"

The wine bottle on the table shattered with a crash, shards of glass flying everywhere.

A small shard of glass cut Nan Wan's beautiful chin, causing a drop of blood to seep out.

She didn't move an inch, her eyes fixed on the incredibly fierce man with great interest.

Before long, all the bodyguards were knocked to the ground, covered in blood.

Nan Wan waved her hand gently.

Everyone immediately struggled to their feet, limped out, and closed the door behind them.

Undoubtedly, he won this battle again.

Nan Wan's heart skipped a beat. This guy was really fierce today, exuding masculinity, which made her look at him in a new light.

Lu Qinglin stared at Nan Wan, flicked his wrist, and the long whip landed precisely on the camera in the corner.

The camera shattered into pieces instantly.

He threw away the whip, bit open the bottle of foreign liquor worth millions with his teeth, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp.

He walked a few steps to Nan Wan, reached out and pinched her bloodied chin, forcing the wine in his mouth down her throat.

Nan Wan's throat moved, and she swallowed.

Suddenly, she raised her left hand sharply, but fortunately, Lu Qinglin reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist.

In her hand, she held a sharp short dagger, the specially made blade with four barbed blood grooves.

If you were stabbed by this, it would definitely be a huge hole that bleeds out.

"Poisonous woman."

Lu Qinglin gritted his teeth in hatred, and with a sudden exertion of force, Nan Wan cried out in pain, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

He ripped off his tie and used it to tightly bind her restless little hands, then pushed her down onto the sofa.

"Lu Qinglin, you dare touch me and see what happens," Nan Wan threatened.

"I'm going to make you beg for mercy today," he said fiercely. The time for revenge had come.

His large hand reached directly under her skirt...