Chapter 202 She can no longer get close to Fu Chenzhou

It was late at night.

As Jiang Shiyuan lay in bed, thinking about how Jiang Yongxiao had been bailed out by Xie Jinghuai and returned to Eternal, and how they would confront each other in the future, she felt a mix of anxiety and anticipation.

Unable to fall asleep, I tossed and turned in bed.

Just then, the phone on the bedside table vibrated.

Jiang Shiyuan fumbled to pick it up, and the name Banban popped up on the screen.

Why is this child calling her so late? Could something have happened?

Jiang Shiyuan's heart tightened, and she sat up abruptly to answer the call, as if it were her own son calling her, not daring to waste a single second:

"Banban, what's wrong? Is there anything Aunt Jiang can help you with?"

"Aunt Jiang, I'm sorry... for bothering you so late..." Fu Yansi's voice was weak and choked with sobs.

"It's okay, I wasn't sleepy anyway."

Jiang Shiyuan sensed that something was wrong with the child and asked softly, "Banban, what happened? Tell Aunt Jiang, and Aunt Jiang will definitely help you."

Fu Yansi sniffed and asked seriously, "Aunt Jiang... do you really not like my dad at all?"

Jiang Shiyuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously gripped the bed sheet.

"Aunt Jiang..."

"Banban, there's no possibility between your father and me. First of all, your father loves your mother very much, and secondly, he doesn't like me."

Jiang Shiyuan knew that saying this was undoubtedly cruel to Banban, who harbored great fantasies.

But a short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one. Rather than letting a child hold onto hope day after day, it's better to let him understand early on and then gradually stop caring.

I just don't know why.

After saying this, Jiang Shiyuan felt as if her chest was filled with cotton, feeling stuffy and unable to breathe.

"Aunt Jiang... I think... my dad likes you."

Jiang Shiyuan stared in astonishment.

"Tonight, Dad came home to celebrate Grandma's birthday. Grandpa, Grandma, and Dad's older brother and sister were all there. They all bullied Dad. Grandpa even criticized Dad and said he wouldn't let Dad be with you, otherwise... he wouldn't recognize Dad anymore."

Fu Yansi's childish voice was muffled, filled with a sorrow beyond his years. "Dad didn't say anything at the time, but after he came back, he locked himself in his room and I don't know what he was doing... Uncle Xing and I knocked on the door, but he didn't open it. There wasn't a sound."

We were so worried; I'd never seen Dad like this before.

Jiang Shiyuan listened intently, her heart pounding faster and faster.

But soon, she became confused again—

Why would the Fu family banquet bring up someone like her, who is completely unrelated to them, at the dinner table? And why does she seem to have caused Fu Chenzhou considerable trouble?

Furthermore, she and Xie Jinghuai have always been secretly married and have never appeared together in public. How did Chairman Fu come to know her?

That's so bizarre.

The Xie family alone had already exhausted her; if she were to get involved in the Fu family's conflicts as well, she would really want to go see her great-grandmother.

She can no longer get close to Fu Chenzhou.

It harms others and also benefits oneself.

"Aunt Jiang, my dad has had such a hard life... Could you stay by his side and not ignore him?"

Fu Yansi was about to cry. "He's just being stubborn and won't say it, but actually, Dad... really needs you!"

"Banban, if you or your father ever need my help in the future, I will do everything in my power. Because you are my saviors."

Jiang Shiyuan lowered her eyelashes, slowly but firmly suppressing her heartbeat that had gone off-beat. "But, this is all Aunt Jiang can do."

Your father was a very, very good man; he deserved someone better.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Yansi was curled up on the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest, pouting in frustration, her red eyes filled with tears of disappointment.

Dad deserves someone better...

But in his eyes, there was no woman in the world better than Aunt Jiang.

...

In the early hours of the morning, the cold moon hung like a hook.

Xing Zhen was worried and stood guard outside Fu Chenzhou's bedroom door.

But it was quiet inside all night; you couldn't hear a sound.

Later, he was so tired that he fell asleep standing at the door with his head drooping.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly there was a loud bang—

Xing Zhen suddenly woke up with a start, quickly wiping her shiny mouth, completely bewildered.

"Mr. Fu!"

As he watched the pale-faced man walk slowly out of the room, his heart inexplicably jumped. "Are you... alright?"

"fine."

Fu Chenzhou's voice was hoarse and his eyes grew increasingly cold. "Go and rehydrate a bottle of red wine and take it to the study."

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

After giving his instructions, the man turned and walked step by step toward the study.

Only after the towering figure disappeared around the corner did Xing Zhen let out a long sigh, his fists hard as iron. Thinking of the humiliation President Fu had suffered at the Fu family's house that evening, he felt an urge to rush back to Dijing and wipe out the entire Fu family.

However, what we are powerless to do is that tonight is only the beginning of the war.

Xing was about to sober up when he suddenly stopped.

In the dim light of the corridor, he was horrified to see a trail of bright red blood on the floor, stretching straight in the direction Fu Chenzhou had left.

"Mr. Fu, you..."

Xing Zhen stared in astonishment, and after a long while, could only shake his head in resentment and helplessness.

Their CEO, Mr. Fu, is always like this.

No matter how bitter, how tired, how much he loves, or how much he hates, he won't show much emotional fluctuation on the surface, like a thousand-foot iceberg hidden deep in the sea.

He only exists in the dark, unnoticed corners, burning, violent, and frenzied...