Chapter 237 Who plotted against her?

“Mr. Fu, I’ve already inquired. Miss Jiang and Fu Chong are both in the banquet hall, but Xie Jinghuai and his mistress are not here tonight.”

Xing Zhen's worry was written all over her face. "Are you going to go directly there and try to take Miss Jiang away?"

"Take him away? What's the reason?"

Fu Chenzhou's handsome face was tinged with coldness. "Just because Aunt Jiang chatted with my older brother for a few more minutes?"

"But……"

“Previously, Jiang Shiyuan asked me for investment, but I refused her. Now, I have no reason to appear in front of her again.”

The man's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "If I go there now, what good will it do except make her think I'm an unreasonable troublemaker?"

Xing Zhen suddenly understood the president's concerns, but still couldn't help asking:

"Mr. Fu, Fu Chong... would he really dare to lay a hand on Miss Jiang? Miss Jiang is..."

"He doesn't know."

Fu Chenzhou paused, his handsome profile pale in the bright moonlight, like a delicate sculpture. "But if he finds out, Jiang Shiyuan's situation will only become more dangerous."

Because that guy is a complete madman.

Xing Zhen was stunned and gasped.

...

In the banquet hall.

Jiang Shiyuan and Fu Chong had a good chat. Although she didn't know if Fu Chong really wanted to help Yongheng, getting to know more people was never a bad thing, since she would have to deal with these kinds of people in the business world countless times in the future.

So she patiently recounted the history of Eternal Technology, its glorious achievements since its founding, starting from the basics and gradually deepening the explanations. Even though Fu Chong was a complete novice when it came to science and technology, he listened intently, captivated by her vivid narration and pleasant voice.

Fu Chong rested his chin on his hand, listening attentively.

This is probably the most serious moment of his life.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself: Damn it, that bastard Xie Jinghuai eats really well.

Also, he's really blind.

Fu Chong had seen countless women, those more talented than her, but far less beautiful than Jiang Shiyuan. As for those more beautiful than Jiang Shiyuan… he hadn’t seen any; at best, they were evenly matched.

With such a talented and beautiful wife who has given birth to a son, sleeping next to Xie Jinghuai every day, how could he not love her?

Is it that he can't fall in love, or that he can't get an erection?

"President Fu, did I talk too much about theoretical things? Was it too boring?" Jiang Shiyuan saw that Fu Chong's eyes were glazed over and thought he was quite sleepy, so she felt a little embarrassed.

"No, no, no... I was just engrossed in listening."

Fu Chong smiled with pleasure and asked considerately, "But, Mr. Jiang, aren't you thirsty after talking for so long?"

Jiang Shiyuan was slightly taken aback and pursed her dry lips.

She was only focused on revitalizing the Eternal and on providing support to Fu Chong. Almost an hour had passed, and she had even forgotten to drink water.

Seeing Fu Chong say this, Jiang Shiyuan assumed that he wanted to drink with her, so she also acted coyly and naturally picked up her wine glass.

Unexpectedly, the man's large hand suddenly reached out in front of her and covered the rim of the cup.

Jiang Shiyuan looked confused. "Mr. Fu, what's going on...?"

Fu Chong said in a low, gentle voice, "Girls should drink less; alcohol can make you sick."

Jiang Shiyuan was caught off guard by the unexpected thoughtfulness.

Seeing this, Yin Meng, who was sitting quietly to the side, actually changed her opinion of this young master Fu, who had a bad reputation. She thought he would be like those tasteless old men, using the pretext of cooperation to frantically drink Jiang Zong's wine.

"Waiter." Fu Chong beckoned with his finger.

A male waiter approached and asked respectfully:

"Mr. Fu, what are your instructions?"

"Go and bring this young lady a glass of freshly squeezed juice, quickly."

Fu Chong looked intently at Jiang Shiyuan, "Tonight, President Jiang, let's start with juice."

Jiang Shiyuan smiled gently, "Okay."

The waiter glanced at her, then bowed his head. "Yes, Mr. Fu."

Although Yin Meng felt that this President Fu still looked a bit wicked and flirtatious, at least he was decent in his dealings.

So, her anxiety that had been building all night was temporarily relieved, and she leaned close to Jiang Shiyuan's ear:

"Mr. Jiang, I'm going to the restroom. It'll probably take a little while."

"Go."

Yin Meng hurriedly stood up, her face flushed red, and ran out of the banquet hall in a flash.

...

When Yin Meng came out of the restroom, she looked depressed, her brows furrowed, and her hands covering her aching lower abdomen.

Tonight is such an important occasion, and it's the first time she's accompanied President Jiang on this mission, and to make matters worse, she gets her period.

What's even more troublesome is that she also suffers from severe menstrual cramps, and she has to rely on medication to get through each period, to the point that she has to take leave from work and rest at home.

At this moment, her face was pale, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and she felt waves of cramping pain in her lower abdomen.

But she couldn't abandon President Jiang, so she forced herself to stay awake and headed towards the banquet hall.

Just then, a man wearing glasses and a mask walked towards her.

As the man passed by her, he bumped into her shoulder unintentionally.

"Excuse me."

Yin Meng was only focused on getting back to Jiang Shiyuan's side as quickly as possible, and her stomach was hurting so badly that she was completely unaware of what was happening—

It's so strange that you could bump into a man in such a spacious corridor.

Yin Meng shook her head. "It's okay."

After saying that, the man walked straight away and quickly disappeared down the corridor.

Yin Meng had only taken a few steps forward when she suddenly felt a slight pain and a cool sensation in her arm.

She raised her hand in confusion, touched her arm, and the pain disappeared.

"Strange... Am I hallucinating?"

The next second, Yin Meng felt her heart pounding faster, and her consciousness seemed to leave her body, flying further and further away.

On the other side, Jiang Shiyuan drank the juice brought by the waiter and gradually felt her cheeks burning, her breathing becoming rapid, and the blood in her body boiling and clamoring out of control, gathering in her chest.

Something's wrong with this juice!

"President Jiang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Fu Chong tilted his head to look at her.

The surrounding light was dim, but he could still see that Jiang Shiyuan's face was as red as a ripe cherry, and her dark eyes were moist and lovely.

Fu Chong's Adam's apple bobbed heavily. The desire he had suppressed all night burst forth like a wild beast, revealing itself nakedly in his eyes.

"I'm fine... I'm going to the restroom..." Jiang Shiyuan forced herself to control her emotions and slowly stood up, supporting herself on the edge of the table.

However, she had only taken one step when she felt dizzy and her body trembled, causing her to fall forward.

"President Jiang!"

Fu Chong quickly caught her and pulled her into his arms. "Are you dizzy? Do you want me to take you somewhere to rest? Or, should we go to the hospital?"

The man held the woman, his large hand gripping her slender waist; the scene looked incredibly intimate.

People around them glanced at them, pointed and whispered.

Fu Chong was initially hesitant, but then he suddenly remembered Lin Zhixin's words—

Jiang Shiyuan and Xie Jinghuai were secretly married, and almost no one outside knew about their relationship.

With these thoughts in mind, Fu Chong smiled and openly embraced Jiang Shiyuan, almost intimately.

The woman's hot breath sprayed onto his shoulder, her porcelain-like face flushed and alluring.

Fu Chong narrowed his eyes in a dark tone.

He wanted to kiss her several times, but he managed to restrain himself.

There's still one more night of passion to enjoy; there's no need to rush.

"I'm not going anywhere... I want to go home." Jiang Shiyuan's back was soaked with sweat, her eyes gradually became unfocused, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes in her anxiety.

She lost her senses and didn't even have the energy to think.

"Don't panic, I'm here, no one else can touch you."

Except for me.

Fu Chong chuckled softly in her ear, then helped the limp Jiang Shiyuan out of the banquet hall through the back door.

He didn't try to keep a low profile, so a few people saw it and couldn't help but gossip:

"Hey, did you see that? They've only known each other for a short while, and they're already hugging and cuddling as they go out?"

"They must have gone upstairs to a hotel. A man and a woman alone together, both young and full of vigor, wouldn't they need to take care of their physical needs as soon as they get aroused?"

"That Miss Jiang, she seemed quite dignified and aloof to me before, but just now I saw her clinging to President Fu, even kissing him. That's so provocative and unrestrained..."

"I could tell at a glance that this woman was no pushover. She's just trying to climb up to President Fu because of her looks, isn't she? Hasn't she heard of President Fu's glorious deeds? Does she think she's stepped into a wealthy family? She'll be used and torn apart before she learns her lesson!"

"Sigh, everyone has their own ambitions. If you get blisters on your feet, you'll walk them yourself. Why bother with her?"

When Fu Chong helped Jiang Shiyuan out, she was already delirious, and soft moans escaped her throat, like a kitten's meow, making his heart itch more and more.

"hot……"

"Miss Jiang, you are ill."

Fu Chong lifted her chin with his fingertip, his greedy gaze lingering on her lips. "Only a man's love can cure your illness."

"President Fu! This, this is..." Secretary Xin rushed over, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Fu Chong gripped her waist tightly. "She's been drugged."

"By whom?!"

Fu Chong's eyes were dark and brooding.

He didn't know who was behind this, nor did he know whether that person was doing it to create an opportunity for him or had other motives.

Being in a good position gives one an advantage, and besides, he wasn't exactly a gentleman to begin with.

If he were to take Jiang Shiyuan tonight, and rumors spread to the Xie family, then Jiang Shiyuan and Xie Jinghuai would undoubtedly break up.

When that time comes, he can possess this woman completely without any scruples. Will the woman, now a discarded wife of a wealthy family, still be so reserved? She'll probably cling to him like a lifeline.

Suddenly, Fu Chong's phone rang. He put his left arm around Jiang Shiyuan and took out his phone from his pocket with his right hand.

It was his father, Fu Lixian, calling.

"Damn, this is such a buzzkill."

Fu Chong frowned in frustration and handed Jiang Shiyuan over to Secretary Xin for the time being. "Go upstairs and book a room. I'll come up later."

...

Secretary Xin helped the unconscious Jiang Shiyuan out of the elevator and slowly walked towards the room that had been booked.

"Miss Jiang, it's your good fortune to be noticed by our CEO Fu. Enjoy tonight."

Secretary Xin suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if a cold, gleaming dagger was pressed against his back.

Someone's there?!

"who?!"

Secretary Xin turned around abruptly, but before he could even see who it was, a swift chop to the neck struck him.

His vision went black and he fell down.

"Hmm..." At the same time, Jiang Shiyuan's soft body floated down.

The next second, the man's breath hitched, and his strong arms steadily supported her body, pulling her deeply into his broad chest.