Chapter 97 He wants to make this marriage public.

Xie Jinghuai's jawline tightened, his handsome face darkened, and a strong sense of malevolence surged in his eyes.

"You mean... my sister stayed with Mr. Fu from Guangji last night?!"

Lin Zhixin frowned slightly, looking indignant on Xie Jinghuai's behalf. "She... she really doesn't care about Jinghuai's feelings. She repeatedly upset him before, and even made her own son sick, leaving him there for days without doing anything. Then she went to celebrate another child's birthday and acted as a mother to someone else's child. Jinghuai tolerated all of this because of our five years of marriage."

Xie Jinghuai lowered his thin lips and slowly clenched his large hand on the table.

Lin Zhixin continued singing: "But this time, she actually disregarded her married status and moved in with Fu Chenzhou? This is cheating on her both emotionally and physically! Any man with even a shred of self-respect could tolerate her flirting with other women every day, changing her mind constantly. It's just too much!"

She said these things only to stir up trouble and push things along, so that Xie Jinghuai and Jiang Shiyuan would break up completely.

In truth, what she harbored most was a dark jealousy towards Jiang Shiyuan.

Jiang Shiyuan is a shallow woman who lost her mother, was disliked by her father, and was not a highly educated woman. It's one thing for her to fawn over an old woman and manage to marry into a wealthy family, but she also secretly hooked up with Ye Yu, a top lawyer. He even fought with Brother Jinghuai for her, not afraid of being retaliated against later. This is enough to make Jiang Shiyuan jealous.

Now, even a big shot like Fu Chenzhou has been bewitched by her!

She felt extremely unbalanced.

Over the years, she has had many suitors, but they were all vulgar and of low quality, and none of them caught her eye.

She truly couldn't understand what charm a housewife who had given birth and still smelled of milk could possess that could attract the attention of such outstanding men!

"Although Madam went to Mr. Fu's house last night, I think it was probably because Mr. Fu's son was injured by his classmates and probably didn't have anyone to take care of him properly. Madam is kind-hearted and feels sorry for the child, so it's very possible that she chose to stay and take care of him."

Han Xu remained composed, giving Lin Zhixin a cold glance. "The villa is so big, living in one room doesn't mean you only sleep in one bed. The idea of ​​you having an affair both emotionally and physically is a bit far-fetched, isn't it?"

Moreover, based on my understanding of my wife, for the past five years, her heart has been entirely devoted to Mr. Xie. Her social circle is spotless; she is not the kind of shameless person who engages in promiscuous relationships.

He had been dissatisfied with Lin Zhixin for too long, but unfortunately, President Xie treated her like a treasure, so he dared not speak out against it.

Previously, Lin Zhixin was hesitant to cause trouble in secret because her wife had a son and she was still married to President Xie. On the surface, she appeared kind and gentle, with a peaceful and idyllic demeanor.

Now, seeing that her wife and Mr. Xie are going through a divorce, she has finally shown her fangs and started openly attacking her wife and smearing her.

Lin Zhixin gritted her teeth menacingly, about to speak, when Xie Jinghuai's cold voice cut through the air, taking the initiative:

"Whether she is truly innocent or just hiding it too well, that remains to be seen."

Han Xu: "..."

Xie Jinghuai took a deep breath, his jawline sharp enough to sting. "She can't even take care of her own child properly, yet she goes around fussing over Fu Chenzhou's child. As a mother, she has truly lowered my standards."

Lin Zhixin raised her lips smugly and looked at Han Xu with disdain, adopting the air of someone in a superior position.

"Besides this, is there anything else?" The man pinched his aching temples.

"Yes." Han Xu lowered his eyelashes. "Just now, my wife called me."

Xie Jinghuai raised his phoenix eyes and leaned forward, "What did she say?"

"My wife said that you should remember to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her on Monday to get your divorce certificate."

"Ha, she's in a hurry."

Xie Jinghuai felt a surge of anger rising in his chest, his brow twitching fiercely. "Are you rushing off to meet Ye Yu in secret, or are you going to live with Fu Chenzhou?"

Now, that woman actually has her secretary relay her message, even calling him on the phone. It's outrageous!

He's the kind of person who, either let him never have had anything at all.

Now that he has it, he must hold onto it tightly. He can only gain, not lose!

"Brother Jinghuai, actually, I really didn't want you to get divorced before."

Lin Zhixin shook her head, appearing gentle and considerate, "After all, Tongtong is still young. I don't want him to grow up in a broken family. I hope my child can have a happy childhood."

But lately, haven't you noticed that your sister is becoming increasingly cold and indifferent towards Tongtong? It's as if she's completely giving up on Tongtong!

Since that's the case, I think there's no point in continuing this stalemate; in the end, only the children will get hurt. Brother Jinghuai, since my sister is determined to divorce you… I think we should…”

Xie Jinghuai's thin lips suddenly curled into a cold smile, his sharp eyes flashing, "Want to leave me and elope with another man? Jiang Shiyuan is dreaming!"

Lin Zhixin's pupils dilated in shock, as if struck by lightning!

“Not only will I not divorce her, I will also make this marriage public and let the whole world know that she is my woman, Xie Jinghuai’s woman.”

Xie Jinghuai narrowed his eyes, his smile cold and mocking, "When the time comes, I'll see if Fu Chenzhou still dares to make a move on Jiang Shiyuan."

Unless, of course, he wants to bear the stigma of being a mistress and make his son unable to hold his head high in front of his classmates.

Upon hearing this, Han Xu couldn't help but show a delighted expression and glanced at Lin Zhixin.

Sure enough, the woman's expression was contorted like she was constipated, and looked as ugly as if she had eaten shit!

"Tonight, continue to send people to keep watch near Fu Chenzhou's house. If Jiang Shiyuan goes there again tonight, let me know immediately!"

...

As night fell, the Maybach stopped in front of the villa.

Xing Zhen got out of the car first and respectfully opened the back door. Fu Chenzhou, dressed in a smart suit, stepped out briskly, his long eyelashes casting shadows, his emotions deep and composed.

Just as the two were about to enter, Fu Chenzhou paused and replied, "There are people lying in ambush in the bushes across the street, keeping watch."

Xing Zhen gasped, not daring to turn around, "How did you know?!"

"Because he's been there, squatting for two days."

Fu Chenzhou calmly withdrew his gaze. "He didn't do anything outrageous, so I tolerated it the first day. But he's still here tonight, clearly treating me like a fool, so I can't stand it anymore."

Xing Zhen's eyes sharpened. "Please wait a moment."

Immediately, he turned around, his agile figure swiftly disappearing into the thick night.

Just a few minutes later, Xing Zhen grabbed a man with a bruised and swollen face by the collar, carried him like a stray dog ​​to Fu Chenzhou, and threw him to the ground.

"Mr. Fu, the person has been arrested."

The man was beaten so badly that his eyes were swollen like a toad's, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and he knelt on the ground trembling.

He was a skilled fighter, but just now, he didn't even get a clear look at Xing Zhen's face before he was beaten to a pulp.

Terrifying!

"Speak, who sent you?" Xing Zhen glared at him, her voice chilling.

"I...I..."

The man's mind suddenly became active, and he immediately straightened his neck and said, "I am Xie Jinghuai from the Xie Group, Mr. Xie's man!"

Oh dear—!

No sooner had she finished speaking than Fu Chenzhou's starry eyes curved slightly, and she suddenly raised her long leg and kicked the man in the face!

He was kicked so hard he flew down the steps, losing two front teeth and leaving an Italian haute couture logo imprinted from his chin to his forehead.

"You...you actually dared to touch me...I'm one of President Xie's men!"

Fu Chenzhou glanced at him and chuckled, "You didn't need to say that. If you hadn't, you wouldn't have gotten kicked."

The man was dumbfounded.

It's true, a bad person's elaborate schemes are no match for a fool's quick thinking!

"Flowers don't bloom for a hundred days, and people and dogs are different."

Fu Chenzhou's peach blossom eyes gleamed with a wicked glint in them. "Go back and tell your CEO Xie that I'm the kind of person who likes to speak frankly. If he has anything to say or ask, he should just tell me directly. Don't try to pull this nonsense on me; it's childish."

After arriving home, Fu Chenzhou first went to the children's room to check on Banban, and then learned about his son's situation from the new nanny.

"By the way, Mr. Fu, I saw more than a dozen pre-packaged medicinal soup packets in a crisper drawer in the refrigerator today. They even had detailed instructions on how to cook them on sticky notes. They were obviously meant for the young master."

The nanny couldn't help but ask curiously, "Was it done by the nanny you hired before? Or...your girlfriend?"

Fu Chenzhou paused for a moment, then said in a slightly deep voice, "I don't have a girlfriend. Since you do, then you can cook for the young master every day."

After saying that, he loosened his tie and walked towards the bedroom.

"President Fu!"

Xing Zhen caught up with him, carrying a bag. "I found this in the entryway. It's a brand new black trench coat, the tags are still on."

I think Miss Jiang bought this for you, but she was afraid you wouldn't accept it, so she secretly put it there. Miss Jiang is so thoughtful!

Fu Chenzhou remained expressionless, picked up his trench coat, returned to the bedroom, and closed the door tightly.

He picked up his trench coat with both hands, examining it closely in the dim moonlight, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He then casually tossed it aside and put it on with practiced ease.

Fu Chenzhou: "..."

The shoulders are too narrow, the sleeves are too short, and it's cramped.

"Ha, you really know nothing about my figure."

Fu Chenzhou shook his head and took off his clothes. "But now that you've seen it, you shouldn't buy the wrong thing next time."

He turned around and opened the wardrobe.

He hung the ill-fitting new trench coat next to the old one.