Chapter 72 The Truth of What Happened Back Then

"Gu Xingnian".

"You are N God?"

"Senior sister, God N won't blame you. Before she left, she entrusted you to present the equation on stage. The stage manager couldn't find you just now, so senior brother has already presented it for you." Cheng Xinyao's voice rang out from the doorway.

He then handed the phone to Lu Lie, saying, "Senior brother, N God has something to say to you!"

Lu Lie's eyes flashed, and he took the phone. "Okay, will things be relaxed here? We will strictly review the qualifications of our agents."

After saying that, he hung up the phone!

This series of actions completely shattered Fu Beichen's earlier excitement.

“President Fu, the VIP lounge is numbered 1-8.” Lu Lie turned to Cheng Xinyao. “Take President Fu there.”

Before leaving, Fu Beichen made a special note of his words, "Gu Xingnian, don't forget what you promised me."

Lu Lie's eyes were deep, which aroused Gu Xingnian's suspicions; it seemed that everything was planned.

"Senior brothers, what's going on here?"

"Fu Beichen has always wanted to cooperate with N God. If he discovers your identity, you won't be able to leave Haicheng!"

Lu Lie had his own plans. Once the distributor was chosen, he would take her away from Haicheng in about a month.

It's too dangerous for her to stay here.

Fu Beichen is completely unpredictable.

Gu Xingnian nodded without saying anything.

Indeed, it's better to avoid trouble.

......

When Fu Beichen returned to the company at noon, the Fu family's office was already packed with businessmen from all over the country who came to discuss cooperation.

The business director instructed the sales staff to take them on a tour in batches, and then to sign contracts in batches.

Lin Qi knocked on the door and entered, followed by a middle-aged man with a slight limp in his right leg.

The man was simply dressed, somewhat hunched over, and his right leg was noticeably unsteady as he followed in, taking one unsteady step at a time.

"This is Ade, he used to be the master's driver," Lin Qi introduced.

Fu Beichen looked up, but the name and face of Ade were nowhere to be found in his memory.

A blank page.

However, when Ade saw Fu Beichen sitting behind the desk, he became excited, and his cloudy eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Young Master!"

His voice trembled with disbelief.

"I never thought... I never thought... I would see you again in this lifetime..."

As Ade spoke, his emotions became even more agitated.

"Thank you to the Fu family for taking care of me, a useless person, all these years."

He choked up.

"If it weren't for my legs being so weak... I, Ade, would have been working like a slave for the Fu family long ago!"

Before she could finish speaking, tears streamed down her face.

He suddenly knelt down in front of Fu Beichen, his knees hitting the floor with a dull thud.

Fu Beichen immediately stood up, quickly walked around the desk, and reached out to help him.

“Ade, stand up and speak.”

His tone was calm, but his actions left no room for refusal.

He helped the man up and then gestured for Lynch to bring over a chair for Ade to sit down.

Fu Beichen returned to his seat, leaned forward slightly, and looked at the emotionally agitated man in front of him.

"Tell me about what happened back then."

Upon hearing this, Ade was taken aback.

Then, he looked enlightened, as if he had remembered something.

“Oh…right, Uncle Wang mentioned to me…Young Master, you forgot some things because of that car accident.”

He nodded, composed himself with his surging emotions, and began to recall.

"That was twelve years ago, on New Year's Eve, and it was especially cold."

Ade's voice lowered, becoming hoarse with memories.

“You pulled a rather small wooden box out of the river.”

"Inside the box... there was a little girl, about seven or eight years old, who was freezing and had a high fever. She was almost delirious from the fever."

"We saw that she was very ill, so we quickly took her to a nearby farmhouse and asked the elderly to take care of her and help her recover."

Adler paused, as if what he was about to say was somewhat heavy.

"Later... on our way back to the city with the master... we had a car accident."

His voice was hoarse.

"Master... you were in a coma for several months before you woke up."

Fu Beichen listened quietly, his hands hanging at his sides unconsciously tightening.

This forgotten past, pieced together through the narratives of others, is filled with bloody sorrow and irreparable regret.

My chest feels heavy.

He remained silent for a few seconds before speaking in a low voice.

"That girl... is her name Xing'er?"

Ad tried to recall for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Yes! Yes! Her name is Xing'er!"

He remembered.

"You promised her that you would come back to pick her up after the New Year."

Fu Beichen's heart skipped a beat when he heard those words.

It felt like being stabbed hard by something sharp.

He promised to come back for her after the New Year, but he didn't.

Because of a car accident, because of a coma, because of amnesia... he broke his promise.

He finally learned the truth about what happened back then! She knew why she said she had followed him for 12 years, and why she had married into the Fu family against all odds—it was because... she had always loved her "little brother"!

Thinking about this, the stinging sensation became clearer and spread out in a dense, tingling pattern.

......

Night fell.

In the upscale restaurant, the lighting is soft and the music is soothing.

Fu Beichen sat quietly by the window.

His fingertips unconsciously traced the rim of the wine glass, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the doorway.

Time passed second by second.

The clock on the wall had already pointed to nine o'clock; he had waited for a full two hours.

The person who promised to come never showed up.

Fu Beichen leaned back in his chair, his eyes, which had initially held a hint of expectation, now filled with only calm.

He wanted to explain. About the accident, about the lost memories, about why he hadn't recognized her sooner.

Many words are stuck in my heart.

But she didn't come.

The phone screen lit up, and the vibration broke the silence on the desktop.

Caller ID: Lynch.

Fu Beichen picked up his phone and answered the call.

"Hello."

His voice was devoid of emotion.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Qi spoke rapidly.

Fu Beichen's face visibly darkened, the calm in his eyes shattered, replaced by a chill.

The air pressure around me dropped several degrees instantly.

"knew."

He hung up the phone without the slightest hesitation.

He had already stood up, turned around, and strode quickly out of the restaurant with an undeniable urgency.

at the same time,

The business reception for the global summit is being held in the largest ballroom of the Vanguard Hotel.

The banquet hall was filled with elegantly dressed women, their hair swaying in the breeze, and the clinking of glasses.

The elite figures in the medical field were almost all gathered around Lu Lie and Gu Xingnian at this moment.

Gu Xingnian was wearing a long, flowing gold dress with long sleeves.

The dress was perfectly tailored, outlining her tall and shapely figure.

Her thick, long hair was loosely tied up with a simple butterfly hair clip, with a few wisps of hair hanging down her neck, adding a touch of laziness while making her look even more elegant and dignified.

Without a doubt, she was the most eye-catching focus of the entire event.

She chose to sit on the sofa in the corner, for some peace and quiet.

Even so, six men in suits quickly surrounded her, chatting and laughing.

As Fu Beichen stepped into the venue, a melodious dance tune began to play.

His sharp gaze swept over the figure, which was surrounded by a crowd of admirers.

Six men, with elegant postures, simultaneously extended their hands to invite her.

His dark eyes darkened.

He quickened his pace, walked straight through the crowd, and headed in her direction.

"Sorry, I can't dance."

Gu Xingnian smiled apologetically, about to politely decline.

“I can teach you.” A deep and domineering voice sounded above her head.

The next second.

An irresistible force came from her right wrist.

I was suddenly pulled up from the sofa, lost my balance, and fell directly into a hard, warm embrace.