Chapter 115 Plot

Fu Jiaxin was very surprised to meet Wen Yanqing here again.

When Lin Tao and the others saw that it was the boy from the Wen family who took the photo, they didn't know Wen Yanqing's purpose and thought he just wanted to take the photo.

And they had no interest in the brooch.

In their hearts, a brooch is worth at most 10 million.

25 million, the premium is too much, it’s unnecessary.

After the auction, Fu Jiaxin found Wen Yanqing.

"Mr. Wen, could we have a discussion?"

Wen Yanqing looked at her with a smile on his face, a hint of tenderness in his eyes. He shook the brocade box in his hand and asked, "Do you want this peacock brooch?"

"Yes. I can pay you the auction price, or you can pay a premium if you want."

Wen Yanqing smiled and said, "Since you like it, I'll give it to you."

Fu Jiaxin's eyes were filled with shock.

Can you just give away something worth 25 million yuan?

Fu Jiaxin felt that they were not that familiar with each other. "No, I'll buy it at the original price. What's your card number?"

"No need." Wen Yanqing replied.

But Fu Jiaxin insisted, "What's the card number? Otherwise, I wouldn't dare accept it if it's so expensive."

Wen Yanqing knew that he had to take it slow and not rush things.

"Okay, I'll send it to you."

Fu Jiaxin transferred the money quickly and efficiently, "I still need 5 million. I'll give it to you tomorrow."

She took the brocade box from his hand and curled her lips, "Thank you."

Wen Yanqing curled his lips, "You're welcome."

Fu Jiaxin left quickly and had no intention of continuing the conversation with Wen Yanqing.

As soon as she got to the car, she called her brother.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Fu Jiaheng knew that every time his sister came to him, it was either to ask for money or for other purposes.

Anyway, eight out of ten phone calls have bad intentions.

"Brother, give me five million."

Fu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows. "I heard that you earn a lot from your uncle. Adding your usual pocket money and salary, have you bought a car?"

"No, I picked out a birthday present for our mom."

Fu Jiaheng bit his cigarette and said, "Okay. But you can't ask me for money this month."

The Fu family is quite strict in disciplining their children. Apart from the salary they deserve, all their pocket money is paid from the trust fund.

Occasionally, Fu Jinnian would be generous and reveal a little.

But only a little.

Anyway, we won't let them become poor, but we will also ensure that they won't spend money recklessly.

"I understand, brother, thank you." Fu Jiaxin said coquettishly.

-

The next day, she went to the company. Fu Jiaxin had been wanting to have a good chat with Wen Yu, but she was extremely busy at work today.

Han Xu called Wen Yu to a meeting for the day. In the afternoon, it seemed that she had taken on a new project and she even had time to drink a sip of water.

Fu Jiaxin just forgot about it.

When she transferred the remaining 500 to Wen Yanqing, she said politely, "Thank you for yesterday. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

It was just a symbolic courtesy, but Wen Yanqing seemed to have taken it to heart.

"Saturday then. I'm free on Saturday, what do you think, Miss Fu?"

Fu Jiaxin: “…Okay.”

It's not good to contradict yourself when you say something.

Wen Yanqing curled his lips, turned off his phone, got out of the car and returned to the villa.

When he saw his father sitting in the living room, he prepared to go upstairs with an expressionless face.

"Stop!" Wen Weiming said coldly.

Wen Yanqing paused, looking polite but with a cold air, "Dad, is there something wrong?"

"What do you think of your home?"

Wen Yanqing turned back quietly, his left eyebrow slightly raised, "Dad, I don't understand what you mean."

Wen Weiming snorted and dropped the financial magazine in his hand. "Look at you, do you treat home like a hotel? You come and go as you please. If I hadn't told you to go home today, would you have planned to never come back?"

Wen Yanqing sneered in his heart, he really planned to do so.

He couldn't stay in this suffocating home for even a day.

Wen Yanqing didn't want to argue with him, so he sat down patiently: "Don't you know I've been busy with work lately?"

Wen Weiming looked at his son deeply and asked, "Did you know that your sister married Fu Jinnian?"

"I'm not talking about your sister in prison, but your biological sister Wen Yu."

Wen Weiming saw the surprise on his son's face and asked, "You knew this a long time ago?"

Wen Yanqing pursed his lips, "Yeah. I knew that a long time ago."

"Then why didn't you say so earlier?" Wen Weiming scolded.

"If I had told you earlier, you could have asked for her forgiveness? Would Fu Jinnian have recognized you as his father-in-law?"

Wen Yanqing's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Dad, you are too naive. Since you chose to take sides, you should have expected that she would never forgive you."

"If you rush to find her now, it will only make her hate you more and more."

Wen Weiming asked his wife to go find his daughter after Wen Yanqing touched upon his secrets, but was met with rebuff.

He didn't know what Wen Yu said to his wife, but after Manli came back, she lay in bed and cried for three days.

What a bunch of useless people! Wen Weiming thought.

But his only son, who was somewhat useful to him, was now looking down on him.

Wen Yanqing smiled and said, "If you came to me to ask for Wen Yu's forgiveness, then forget it."

"There's no way I'm going to beg her. If it weren't for her causing Ningning to go to jail, how could I possibly beg her!"

Not killing her was Wen Yanqing's last act of mercy.

Wen Weiming watched his son turn around and go upstairs, and his whole body was filled with a feeling of powerlessness.

How did it become like this?

Did he do something wrong? After knowing that Wen Ning was an adopted daughter, wouldn’t it have been better to send her abroad early?

Too bad the world didn’t know sooner.

-

Pei Xiuyuan wandered over to Wen Yu's company again.

Pei Xiuyuan: My childhood friend, are you free? I'm here.

Pei Xiuyuan directly sent a location to Wen Yu, which happened to be a restaurant in the business district next to her company.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't make the appointment after get off work, but at noon.

She can't possibly bring her husband along like this.

The first thing Wen Yu wanted to do when she received the message was to ask Fu Jinnian if he was free.

But then I heard a colleague say that Fu Jinnian was meeting with the boss of so-and-so's company.

So she gave up the idea of ​​asking Fu Jinnian to join her.

[Wen Yu: Sure. Why are you here again today?]

Pei Xiuyuan: Yes, I met with some clients today at the office building next to yours. We had originally booked a restaurant to have dinner together, but the client had something urgent and couldn't come, so I thought you were nearby.

Pei Xiuyuan tried his best to find a reason that sounded natural.

He didn't want Wen Yu to find out about his thoughts, so for now he could only use various excuses to increase the opportunities for the two of them to be alone together.

Wen Yu agreed without thinking too much.

As noon approached, Fu Jinnian stood up and asked, "Boss Lin, would you like to have a quick lunch together?"

Mr. Lin smiled and said, "Okay. Then, Mr. Fu, you will make the arrangements."

Fu Jinnian had already asked his assistant to book a restaurant. "The restaurant is already booked, and your favorite wine is also here. Let's go."

He didn't know that he would see his beloved wife in the restaurant later.