Chapter 15 Chapter 15 (Part 1)

Lin Wan had never experienced such a scene in her life.

It's almost mind-numbing, overwhelming, and even a bit of an incredible trance.

Ever since waking up in the Fu family villa and living in 1995, Lin Wan sometimes even doubts herself, wondering if everything she remembered before was fake. Perhaps she really did marry Fu Xiuhuai after graduation, without the ties between her and Fu Mingjun...

Until this moment, Fu Mingjun was standing right in front of her, looking exactly like the boyfriend she remembered dating in college. He was young and handsome, but his high spirits had faded a lot, and he looked a little haggard.

There were countless emotions in Fu Mingjun's eyes when he looked at her, as deep as the sea.

The two unspoken words "Wanwan" fell into Lin Wan's ears, making her heart tremble.

But Aunt Wang's shout startled everyone. When they heard that Fu Xiuhuai had returned home, the living room of the Fu family villa became quiet for a moment. You could almost hear a pin drop, and no one made any sound.

The sound of steady leather shoes stepping on the ground became clearer and clearer. Lin Wan was confused and could not distinguish between reality and dreams, and could not tell which side was going which way.

An inquiring gaze fell on her, coming from the direction of Fu Xiuhuai behind her. Lin Wan did not speak, and Fu Mingjun did not speak again. Only Jiang Yuehua's surprise broke the deadlock in the room.

"Xiu Huai, come and see who's back!" Jiang Yuehua loved her son and grandson, and she loved seeing her family happy and harmonious. "Mingjun came back without a word! This kid is really something. He left without a word, and didn't even tell me he was coming back."

Fu Xiuhuai glanced at his nephew standing beside his mother with a faint smile on his thin lips: "I'm glad Mingjun is back. Spend more time with your grandparents and parents."

Lin Wan was startled and turned her head to look at the tall man. She could only admire his psychological quality.

Fu Xiuhuai had clearly seen himself and Fu Mingjun dating, and at that time he was entertaining the younger generation as an uncle. Now he could greet his nephew without changing his expression!

As the person involved, Lin Wan was nervous, and even Fu Mingjun had a stiff expression. Only Fu Xiuhuai was so open that he seemed not to care about the past at all, and was even so calm as if he was completely unaware of it.

"Mingjun, what's wrong?" Jiang Yuehua looked at her grandson lovingly and patted his arm. "You used to be very close to your uncle, but now you're afraid of strangers?"

Fu Mingjun forced a smile and said, "I understand."

"That's good." Fu Xiuhuai nodded, no longer looking at his nephew. Instead, he lowered his eyes and whispered to the woman who had been silent the whole time, "Did the child bother you today?"

Lin Wan was suddenly asked this question, and her heart was startled. She managed to calm herself down and shook her head: "No."

As Lin Wan whispered two words, the air around her became thinner. Lin Wan heard the sound of a glass falling on the coffee table with a thud, accompanied by the voice of her mother-in-law Jiang Yuehua, who was concerned about whether her grandson was burned. The scene was chaotic for a while.

In front of her boyfriend, Lin Wan was so concerned about her pregnancy by his uncle that she almost dug her toes in and wanted to leave immediately.

The suffocating atmosphere in the living room was finally relieved by Aunt Wang's voice that dinner was ready.

......

Zhang Meiying, who had just returned from playing mahjong outside, was almost scared to death. Her son was back and sitting at a dining table with his uncle Fu Xiuhuai and Lin Wan.

What a big deal!

When the Fu family moved into the villa, they specially selected a European-style rectangular dining table and covered it with a tablecloth with intricate patterns, which had a bit of the European style that had been popular in Jiangcheng in the past two years.

But at this moment, no one has the heart to appreciate it.

Sitting in the main seat was old man Fu Zhiyong, with old lady Jiang Yuehua, Fu Xiuhuai and Lin Wan sitting on his left, and Fu Xiutong and his family of three sitting on his right.

Fu Mingjun was right across from Lin Wan. Even if she didn't look up and make eye contact, she could still feel his gaze drifting towards her from time to time.

Especially when Fu Xiuhuai on her left kept picking up food for her, Lin Wan felt that his gaze became more and more sharp and hot.

The usually lively dinner table was now much quieter. Zhang Meiying didn't speak much, and Fu Xiuhuai was busy picking up food. All that could be heard was Fu Zhiyong and his eldest son Fu Xiutong talking about their feelings about the changing situation.

Jiang Yuehua had a good appetite today, especially seeing the whole family finally gathered together, her mood was much better, and her face was as bright as a flower: "Mingjun, you were not in Jiangcheng when your uncle got married last time, so you haven't seen Wanwan yet, right? Come and get to know her, and you should call her Aunt."

Lin Wan felt a little scared when she heard the word "young aunt", especially when the old man Fu Zhiyong also spoke along with his wife.

Fu Zhiyong rarely smiled. "Your uncle loves you so much. He spoils you even more than your parents do. You finally got married, but you ran away and didn't even bother to say congratulations. Don't let your uncle down."

Lin Wan said nothing, but silently glanced at the people at the table who knew the situation. Zhang Meiying's face was stiff, her eyes rolling around, and the veins on Fu Mingjun's neck were bulging. His lips were slightly open, as if he was about to say something... But Fu Xiuhuai was extremely calm, and even had the leisure to peel the shrimp for himself and put it in the bowl.

I'm not in the mood to eat right now.

Even Aunt Wang, who was in the know and served the last lotus root and pork ribs soup to the table, didn't dare to breathe. Lin Wan clearly saw that when Aunt Wang was serving the dishes and heard the old man and the old lady asked Fu Mingjun to call her "little aunt", her eyes suddenly lit up, her eyeballs bulged, her mouth curled up, and she took a breath of cold air.

"Uncle..." Fu Mingjun finally spoke, but after just two words, he heard

With a clang, the sound of Zhang Meiying dropping the spoon interrupted Fu Mingjun's words.

"Dad, Mom, Mingjun just came back and is still tired. He has no appetite right now. I'll take him back to his room to rest." Zhang Meiying was sweating profusely and could hardly bear the situation.

As he spoke, he had already pulled his son up, pushed him away from the dining table and went upstairs.

"Hey." Fu Xiutong didn't know why his wife was so rude. He quickly stood up and caught up with her, whispering, "Tell Mingjun to call me auntie before you leave."

Zhang Meiying glared at her husband and said, "What do you know?"

Fu Xiutong felt baffled... When he returned to the dining table, he remembered something and asked his wife and son as they went upstairs, "By the way, didn't Mingjun say he had a girlfriend in college? Now that they've graduated, why don't you bring her home to meet the elders?"

Zhang Meiying hurried upstairs, just wanting to use glue to glue her husband's mouth shut!

***

What happened this evening during dinner time was truly shocking. Aunt Wang couldn't help but grumble inwardly while she was clearing the dishes.

It’s a mess, it’s really a mess!

Looking back to last year, she was asked by Fu Mingjun to pick up an assignment from home and send it to Jiangcheng University. It was at that time that she met Fu Mingjun's girlfriend Lin Wan.

The tall and thin little girl was very pretty, with a ponytail and bright eyes. She followed Fu Mingjun in calling out "Hello, Aunt Wang."

At that time, Aunt Wang thought that the two were really a perfect match. How does the saying go, a talented man and a beautiful woman, they are a match made in heaven.

As a result, the next time I saw Lin Wan, it turned out that Fu Xiuhuai, the real pillar of the Fu family, was going to marry Lin Wan!

Aunt Wang was shocked, but she didn't dare say anything. She just kept her head down and pretended not to know anything. She just felt that the relationships among young people nowadays were too chaotic.

She was able to leave the village, gain a foothold in the city, and earn a good salary, all thanks to the kindness of the Fu family. She understood the basic requirements of being a nanny and would never say anything about it.

But the situation tonight is still too shocking.

The only sound in the dining room on the first floor was Aunt Wang cleaning up, but behind the closed doors of the rooms on the second floor, there were hidden secrets.

Lin Wan didn't eat much for dinner. When she returned to her bedroom, she felt her thoughts were in a mess. Thinking of Fu Mingjun's sudden appearance and his hesitant look in her eyes, and then thinking back to what her aunt mentioned that she had told her in person that she had broken up with Fu Mingjun, Lin Wan gradually calmed herself down.

Could it be that after breaking up with Fu Mingjun, I fell in love with his uncle... The word "in love" seems to have no connection between me and Fu Xiuhuai.

Too weird, too absurd.

It is possible that she broke up with Fu Mingjun, but how could she have anything to do with her ex-boyfriend's uncle?

Lin Wan was pondering when she suddenly heard a knock on the door. As if she had a premonition, she got up and opened the door, and saw Fu Mingjun appear at the door.

The 22-year-old Fu Mingjun seemed to have aged quite a bit, and his voice was even a little hoarse, not as bright and energetic as before: "Wanwan, are you doing well now?"

"Fu Mingjun." Lin Wan considered whether to tell him that she had no memory of the past year, but was hesitant about whether it would cause more trouble. She could only try to find out in a different way, "About our breakup..."

"Are you really in love with my uncle now?" Fu Mingjun excitedly took a step forward and held Lin Wan's wrist with a bit too much force, causing Lin Wan to frown.

"What are you talking about?"

At the bedroom door, the former lovers stood facing each other, but their words were no longer sweet nothings.

"Oh, Mingjun, look, your uncle is coming upstairs!" Aunt Wang was diligently wiping the solid wooden railings of the second-floor corridor with a rag. She glanced at Fu Xiuhuai who had just returned to the house after talking with Fu Xiutong downstairs, and desperately winked at the young man upstairs.

These two are so bold! If they want to reminisce about the past, they should go outside. Don't let it become like a scene between uncle and nephew, severing their ties and causing chaos in the Fu family... and potentially losing their job as a nanny.

Aunt Wang held the rag tightly and was extremely alert. She was determined to protect the Fu family and her high-paying job of two hundred yuan a month!

Hearing Fu Xiuhuai coming upstairs, without waiting for Lin Wan to react, Fu Mingjun hurriedly turned and left, leaving only one sentence: "I'll go to the garment factory to find you tomorrow."

Fu Mingjun's figure disappeared in the corridor and he quickly returned to his room, leaving Lin Wan alone in front of the door. In an instant, his eyes met Fu Xiuhuai who had just come upstairs.

I don’t know why, even though I know nothing, when I look into Fu Xiuhuai’s deep eyes, I actually feel guilty like a thief.

Lin Wan changed her mind and became angry. What did it have to do with her? She was the one who was miserable when she woke up and suddenly had no memory of the past year. Why should she feel guilty?

The two people who were in Linjia Village a few days ago returned to the bedroom of the Fu family villa. The room was more than twice as large, and the distance between them seemed to be shortened.

Lin Wan was lying on the big bed, and she would no longer feel the heat behind her. She and Fu Xiuhuai could still be clearly separated on the bed, without any contact.

However, Fu Xiuhuai seemed a little different tonight.

The man who had always been well-behaved suddenly raised his hand and placed it on his abdomen. His large palm gently yet with an irresistible force grasped Lin Wan's pajamas and the slightly raised outline.

The pajamas were extremely thin and could not block the warmth of my palms.

"The child is quiet today." Lin Wan tried to explain, trying to persuade the man to move his hand away.

"He doesn't give me face." There was a hint of smile in Fu Xiuhuai's voice, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He moved his hand away from Lin Wan's abdomen and instead held her wrist.

This was the first time that Fu Xiuhuai had touched her. Lin Wan suddenly pressed the man's hand, but inadvertently backfired and pressed Fu Xiuhuai's hand even harder against her, making it stick closer to her.

Fu Xiuhuai slowed down his strength and gently stroked Lin Wan's wrist, which was marked with a faint red mark. He opened his thin lips and said, "Mingjun is ignorant. I will teach him a lesson."

Lin Wan remembered that Fu Mingjun had grabbed her wrist in excitement, and only now did she understand the hidden meaning of Fu Xiuhuai's words.

The man's rough fingertips rubbed her wrist, as if trying to erase other marks. Lin Wan raised her eyes to look at Fu Xiuhuai, and for the first time saw a look in his eyes that was different from his usual gentle and elegant look.

This man seemed to be completely different from the gentle and caring image that I had imagined him to be during our recent relationship.

Can’t see through, can’t grasp.

Lin Wan couldn't remember how she fell asleep in a daze, but she and Fu Xiuhuai each occupied half of the bed.

However, when she opened her eyes and woke up again, Lin Wan was shocked to find that she had turned over again and was lying face to face with Fu Xiuhuai, and the distance between them was even very close.

The soft pillow under her neck disappeared, replaced by the man's strong arms.

His long arms were stretched out and slightly bent, as if he was holding himself in his arms, and his broad palms were placed on his shoulders, ready to bring the two closer together at any time.

Lin Wan's heart was pounding, and before she could figure out what was going on, Fu Xiuhuai seemed to wake up. He casually reached out and pulled Lin Wan into his arms, almost close to her.

The tip of her upturned nose hit the man's hard chest. The scene in front of her was as hard as a mountain, and the surroundings were filled with an unsettling atmosphere. Just as Lin Wan was about to leave Fu Xiuhuai's arms, she realized that he had let go of her hand.

"I woke up late today." Fu Xiuhuai always got up before Lin Wan, without exception, "You sleep a little longer."

After saying that, the man stood up as if without any regrets, tidied himself up and went to wash up.

Lin Wan, who was still in bed, looked at her watch. It was half past seven. She could still sleep for another ten minutes, but she couldn't sleep at all. She had to get up and prepare to go to work.

Things in life are confusing, but Lin Wan's mind is clear when she enters the garment factory. Everything has to give way to making money.

Before the National Day holiday, Lin Wan received the task of receiving Hong Kong businessmen. Thinking about the bonus promised by Deputy Director Wang, she had no time to take care of anything else.

A few days ago, even in her hometown in the countryside, Lin Wan also looked through the information of Hong Kong businessmen. Now, when she followed the factory leaders to welcome the visiting Hong Kong businessmen in the office, Lin Wan carefully looked at the big boss in front of her.

Hong Kong businessman Wang Yuanzhong is tall and a little fat in middle age. He has a square face and a noticeable black mole on the tip of his nose. He has wrinkles on his face when he smiles. He is quite friendly and his every move is full of momentum, especially when he greets everyone and casually talks about his experience of working hard to make a fortune in Hong Kong, which is particularly interesting.

Several leaders of the garment factory had also seen the world, and were still attracted by Wang Yuanzhong's story of the ups and downs of his rise to prominence in the port city, not to mention Lin Wan, who felt as if she was listening to a TV drama.

Speaking in a rather plastic Cantonese dialect, Wang Yuanzhong spoke eloquently: "I've made enough money in Hong Kong and want to come here to support the development of the mainland. In two years, Hong Kong will return to China. We are one family on both sides of the strait, and we should make progress together."

Upon hearing this, Deputy Factory Director Wang nearly burst into tears: "Boss Wang, you're absolutely right and so enlightened! Thank you to the Hong Kong businessmen. We're all one family!"

Wang Yuanzhong exchanged a few words with Deputy Director Wang of his own factory, then turned his gaze to Lin Wan's face. "Your factory is full of hidden talents. You actually have such a beautiful female employee. I think she's as beautiful as a Hong Kong movie star."

As he spoke, Deputy Factory Director Wang winked at Lin Wan, intending to close the distance. "This is Comrade Lin Wan, an employee of our factory. Although she has never been to Hong Kong, she loves Hong Kong songs, movies, and TV series very much. She can even speak a few words in Cantonese."

There’s no wrong way to get closer using local culture and language.

"Hello, Boss Wang." Lin Wan noticed that Wang Yuanzhong was staring at her with a rather direct gaze, and vaguely felt that it was a bit over the line.

I felt even more uncomfortable when I heard his next question.

"Ms. Lin is very beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend?"

When Lin Wan first entered university, she was approached by many male classmates. Some of them were bold enough to express their feelings directly. Lin Wan was familiar with some of the eye contact and opening remarks, just like now.

"I'm married." Lin Wan felt somewhat relieved. This honest answer was a perfect shield at the moment.

As expected, upon hearing that Lin Wan was married, the Hong Kong businessman's eyes dimmed a little, and he continued to ask, "Is Miss Lin's husband also from this factory?"

Feng Tianjiao heard that the Hong Kong businessman's intentions were not simple, so she quickly spoke up to dispel the idea, wondering if this man was dishonest. "Comrade Lin Wan's husband is a well-known wealthy businessman in Jiangcheng. He is handsome and capable, and is well-known in Jiangcheng."

Feng Tianjiao had heard that some big bosses liked to target young and beautiful women, and some even had mistresses outside. It was really immoral.

No matter what, her words were a warning to the Hong Kong businessman not to have any bad intentions.

She actually married a wealthy man. The light in Wang Yuanzhong's eyes completely died out, and he instantly returned to his amiable boss demeanor, chatting with everyone, as if the subtle temptations he had given people before were all illusions.

Lin Wan spoke to Wang Yuanzhong in Cantonese, which she had learned by herself through listening to Hong Kong songs over the years, and even talked about classic Hong Kong film and television dramas from the past decade or so. Both the host and the guests had a great time.

Wang Yuanzhong gave a thumbs-up to everyone at the garment factory: "I've visited many factories in mainland China, and your Jiangcheng Garment Factory is the most dedicated."

After the conversation, everyone went to a high-end restaurant near the garment factory for dinner. During the meal, they talked about the development prospects of the garment factory. The factory leaders nodded frequently and were very excited.

Wang Yuanzhong's Mandarin accent was quite broken, but his words were inspiring: "I've been involved in all things clothing in Gangcheng. The biggest problem with your factory right now is that the styles aren't fashionable enough, they're outdated. Look, clothes are sold everywhere. You have to keep up with the times. Take my Xitian Building in Gangcheng, for example. Have you heard of it? We have seven or eight chain stores, with assets exceeding 100 million yuan, and none of the clothes there are outdated... Back then, I built Xitian Building..."

Lin Wan agreed with the first half of the story, but when Mr. Wang from Hong Kong started talking about his glorious days, she frowned.

He is really talkative. Every few sentences he brags about his own business or his years of hard work. He can't wait to tell the whole world how rich he is. It's really a bit exaggerated.

At the end of the conversation, Wang Yuanzhong suggested that he conduct more investigations and the garment factory booked a luxury suite at Minghui Hotel, the largest four-star hotel in Jiangcheng.

Satisfied, Wang Yuanzhong shook hands with the factory leader and said, "I'm familiar with Gangcheng. If you come to Gangcheng in the future, I'll treat you! I've visited Moumenti everywhere, even if I want to meet singers and movie stars. My daughter is also an actress, she's quite famous."

This was a new topic, and everyone was curious: "Boss Wang, which Hong Kong movie star is your daughter?"

"Wang Wenli, have you heard of her? She just won the Academy Award last year!"

Lin Wan couldn't help but be surprised that the emerging Hong Kong actress Wang Wenli was actually the daughter of this boss Wang.

Wang Wenli made her debut after graduating from university at the age of 22. She rose to fame with her supporting role as a tough girl in a suspense film. She was rated as the most spiritual Hong Kong actor in recent years. Last year, she won the Best Actress Award at the Academy Awards for her role as a gang leader who climbed up from the bottom.

Lin Wan still remembers the movie she watched with her roommates. Wang Wenli, with her talented acting skills, left a deep impression on everyone.

And Wang Yuanzhong turned out to be his father!

Wang Yuanzhong, a big boss in Hong Kong and the father of a famous movie star, was deified by the garment factory leaders after his first visit.

After settling Wang Yuanzhong, Deputy Director Wang returned to the factory, feeling both satisfied and motivated. "Boss Wang is quite capable. His story of how he made his fortune doesn't sound fake; it's so fascinating. He's wealthy, and his daughter is a movie star. It would be great if we could get his investment! Director Feng, remember, our garment factory will cover all of Boss Wang's food, drink, and toilet expenses while he's in Jiangcheng. We must treat him well and not neglect him."

Feng Tianjiao was suddenly called out and quickly responded, "Deputy Director Wang, I understand!"

Deputy Factory Director Wang seemed to be able to see a bright future. "Everyone, please pay attention during this period. Hong Kong businessmen must make a good impression when they visit. We will go to discuss investment again in a couple of days. Comrade Xiaolin will still be with us. I think Boss Wang will like to hear that."

Lin Wan nodded, wondering whether this foreign investment could be successfully obtained.

After being busy for most of the day, when Lin Wan and Feng Tianjiao returned to the factory office, it was almost time to get off work.

Qin Fang saw the two return and waited until Director Feng was alone with her niece Feng Yan before asking Lin Wan about the situation. "Wanwan, how was it? Did your meeting with the foreign businessman go well today? Is there any hope for investment?"

Lin Wanyan said succinctly, "It's going pretty smoothly. As for the investment, it depends on how the factory director discusses it with others."

Investing is no small matter, especially when it comes to millions or even tens of millions of dollars. Everyone has to be cautious. Mainland factories need to be inspected, and foreign companies need to be inspected even more. Both sides must make their own choices.

"I hope so!" Qin Fang was still hoping for a pay raise. "By the way, when you went to meet the foreign businessmen at noon, a man came to see you. I told him you were out."

When she heard a man coming to see her, Lin Wan immediately guessed who it was.

Yesterday evening, I hurriedly said, "I'll go to the garment factory to find your Fu Mingjun tomorrow."

At the garment factory, Lin Wan temporarily stopped thinking about all the mess. Returning to her desk in the factory office, Lin Wan continued to work. Not long after, she saw Feng Tianjiao and Feng Yan, aunt and niece, coming back.

Fengyan was very depressed recently because the translation was not in place when she met with foreign businessmen, which affected the communication efficiency between the two parties.

The criticism from the state-owned factory leaders was particularly hurtful, especially since Fengyan was only 23 years old, thin-skinned and proud.

But at this moment, she walked over to Lin Wan's desk with office documents and actually had a friendly look on her face: "Comrade Lin Wan, did you learn English in college?"

Lin Wan was furiously writing a report. Upon hearing this, she glanced up at her and said, "Yeah."

"I wonder how the English you learned in college compares to the teaching at New Western?" Feng Yan just spent 600 yuan to sign up for a TOEFL class at New Western last week. One reason was to redeem herself from the past, the second was that she had a dream of going to the United States, and the third was that sooner or later she would surpass Lin Wan.

Lin Wan finally stopped writing and looked up at Feng Yan carefully.

I heard that Feng Yan didn't get into university after graduating from high school. Later, she got an exam quota for a garment factory thanks to Feng Tianjiao's connections. She worked excellently in the factory for five years. She even taught herself English, but unfortunately she didn't have systematic teaching. She spoke better than the average person, but her level was not good enough to be a translator.

But now, this girl spent hundreds of dollars to sign up for English lessons. Lin Wan felt bad for her because that was nearly two months’ salary!

If I had known this earlier, I would have let her study with me and even charged her 50% off the tuition.

Despite her thoughts, Lin Wan paused and answered seriously, "The emphasis is different. University teaching is comprehensive, covering listening, speaking, reading, and writing. However, except for those majoring in English, they only touch upon the basics. As for outside English training courses, they're designed for studying abroad and specialize in the TOEFL, so they're more targeted."

Feng Yan originally wanted to show off that she had signed up for New Western and that it was only a matter of time before she surpassed Lin Wan, but she never expected that she would actually explain the difference between the two in earnest.

"you..."

Lin Wan was hoping to finish the report in the last ten minutes before leaving get off work. Time was tight, and she buried her head in writing. She said lightly, "But it might be a bit difficult for you to go straight to the TOEFL class. If you want to strengthen your English foundation, I can lend you my English notes from college."

"Huh?" Feng Yan saw that her boasting didn't work, and instead heard Lin Wan say that, she stomped her feet in anger and ran away, "I don't need it."

Lin Wan heard the sound of footsteps, but she didn't pay any attention to it. If she didn't want to borrow it, then forget it. It also saved her the trouble of going back to search and sort it out.

As soon as five o'clock arrived, Lin Wan got off work on time and went out with thousands of workers in the factory.

Amidst the huge crowd, Lin Wan spotted a familiar figure at the factory gate—Fu Mingjun.

Fu Mingjun had clearly dressed up, looking quite different from the slumped look he had just returned to the Fu family's house the day before. His black leather jacket accentuated his sharpness, and his features, framed by his short black hair, seemed sharper. Seeing Lin Wan emerge, he gestured towards the corner and then made his way over.

In her memory, only a month had passed, but to Lin Wan it felt like a long century.

Originally, it was the beginning of her senior year, and her boyfriend's family was against their relationship, but now everything has changed.

"Fu Mingjun." Lin Wan was determined to ask clearly, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she heard Fu Mingjun's machine gun-like output.

"Wanwan, how is your uncle treating you? He..." Fu Mingjun seemed to be struggling, uttering words with difficulty, "He's a businessman, a big boss, good at everything he does, better than most people out there. You're so naive, what good will it bring you by marrying him!"

Lin Wan was completely confused. She wanted to ask Fu Mingjun something, but she didn't know where to begin. In the end, she could only tentatively ask, "Fu Mingjun, we've already broken up. Why are you saying this now?"

"Even after we broke up, I still have to say that my uncle is not like us students. He has been in society for a long time. He is scheming, cruel and unscrupulous. How can you be his opponent!"

Fu Mingjun, who used to praise and admire his uncle Fu Xiuhuai in every way, seemed to have become a different person. He even kept denying and criticizing Fu Xiuhuai.

However, Lin Wan was reassured by Fu Mingjun's affirmative attitude that she had indeed broken up with him.

Lin Wan had been with Fu Xiuhuai for a month, and to be fair, she only felt Fu Xiuhuai's gentleness and thoughtfulness. He was attentive to every detail, and she didn't see any trace of cruelty or unscrupulousness in him.

However, she also believed that a man who could make a fortune in the complex social environment of the past would not be as kind as he appears now. People always have to pretend.

Lin Wan knew it in her heart. After all, even she herself, and even most people in society, always acted like a more studious and sensible person in front of teachers and classmates. It was human nature and there was nothing wrong with it.

Lin Wan was more curious about Fu Mingjun's change of attitude.

"Fu Mingjun, do you still remember why we broke up?" Lin Wan tried again, "What's the point of you saying these things now? I'm already married to your uncle, right?"

When Fu Mingjun heard the words "why we broke up", his face suddenly changed, his lips opened and closed, but in the end he couldn't squeeze out a word, and just turned and left.

"We can get divorced even if we're married! Wanwan, think it over carefully. No matter how bad I am, don't be fooled by my uncle's disguise!"

Fu Mingjun left in a hurry after saying a few words, which made Lin Wan even more confused.

Just for a moment, Lin Wan wanted to blurt out and tell Fu Mingjun that she didn't remember what happened in the past year, but seeing that Fu Mingjun looked different from what she remembered, Lin Wan finally couldn't speak.

No matter what, the only thing Lin Wan can believe for now is the self who made the decision as described by her relatives and friends.

No matter who you trust, it is better to trust yourself.

......

That night, Lin Wan returned to the Fu family, but Fu Mingjun did not show up until dinner time.

Zhang Meiying smiled and explained to her parents-in-law: "Mingjun just came back and got together with a bunch of classmates and brothers. Don't wait for him."

Fu Mingjun has always loved eating, drinking and having fun. He often went out during college and his family did not restrict him, so it was not surprising that he was being treated badly now.

After dinner, Lin Wan was asked about her pregnancy by her mother-in-law Jiang Yuehua. She also started to make clothes for the child herself, and even took out the sewing machine that had been gathering dust for a long time.

When she was sent to the cowshed, she naturally had no sewing machine to use, so she had to rely on needlework, and the kerosene lamp almost damaged Jiang Yuehua's eyes. Later, when the Fu family was rehabilitated, the first thing Jiang Yuehua did was to buy a sewing machine.

"But later on, life got better and better. The men in the family didn't let me do anything myself anymore. I stopped using the sewing machine and had to go to the department store to buy all my clothes." Jiang Yuehua thought to herself, no matter how good the things outside are, they are still not as good as what I make myself. "I'll just take my time and not strain my eyes. Anyway, you're still a few months away from giving birth, so there's no rush."

Lin Wan was just about to say a few words of advice, worried that Jiang Yuehua might really have problems with her eyes, when she heard Fu Xiuhua nod in agreement.

"Mom, it's dark that day and we'll put it away. You have to be more conscious."

Jiang Yuehua, with her temples turning gray, was as happy as a child. Her wrinkled fingers operated the sewing machine with exceptional dexterity: "Don't worry, Mom knows."

After returning to the bedroom, Fu Xiuhuai whispered to Lin Wan, "Mom won't feel at ease unless she finds something to do. It's better to just do what she wants."

Lin Wan's best impression of the Fu family member was her mother-in-law Jiang Yuehua, who was gentle, kind, and thoughtful. She naturally had no objection to what he said, "I'll pay attention to remind her."

Fu Xiuhuai nodded, and while pouring Lin Wan a cup of warm water with the kettle, he casually mentioned, "You came back a little late from get off work today. Is there something going on at the factory?"

A click.

Lin Wan suddenly felt a little guilty. Could it be that Fu Xiuhuai knew that she met Fu Mingjun after get off work?

But then she thought, the boyfriend in her memory was Fu Mingjun, so why should she feel guilty in front of Fu Xiuhuai?

"I met an acquaintance after get off work and chatted for a while." Lin Wan said half of the sentence. It was not a lie, but she did not tell the whole truth either. She just wanted to see Fu Xiuhuai's reaction later.

The man tilted his head back and drank half a glass of warm water. He placed the glass on the table and looked at Lin Wan with lowered eyebrows. His tone was calm: "You and Mingjun are indeed acquaintances."

Lin Wan: “…”

There is indeed nothing wrong with boyfriend and girlfriend being acquaintances.

But it sounded strange when these words came out of Fu Xiuhuai's mouth.

Seeing Fu Xiuhuai's indifferent look, Lin Wan couldn't help but test him: "Would you mind if I met him? After all, he is your nephew. We are in the Fu family, so we will see each other every day."

There was nothing wrong with what he said. In Fu Xiuhuai's opinion, it was nothing more than the awkward relationship between his wife and ex-boyfriend.

Fu Xiuhuai's bony fingers gripped the glass of water, each one slender and powerful. When he casually placed the glass on the table, the man lowered his eyes, and an indescribable emotion brewed in his eyes, strong and deep.

"Of course I don't mind." Fu Xiuhuai leaned closer, his tall body almost enveloping Lin Wan. "I said, the past is the past. Now the marriage certificate is you and me."

Lin Wan stared at the approaching man in a daze. His calmness and elegance formed a sharp contrast with the excited and indignant Fu Mingjun this afternoon.

"Then do you know why Fu Mingjun and I broke up...you..." Lin Wan stared into Fu Xiuhuai's eyes.

"Mingjun is careless and does things without considering the consequences. Such a person is definitely not suitable for entrusting your life to."

Lin Wan muttered to herself, this uncle and nephew slandering each other is exactly the same.

Before Lin Wan could figure it out, Fu Xiuhuai raised his hand and touched her cheek, gently brushing the hair on her cheek, as if to finalize the matter: "We are getting married voluntarily, but I have never had a girlfriend before, and I have no woman around me, so I don't know what I did well or not. If there is anything I did wrong, just tell me. Wanwan, I will learn to be your man, your legal husband."

Lin Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She could hardly bear Fu Xiuhuai's light words. She felt that they were extremely heavy.

She turned her head silently, clutching the hem of her shirt, and had to change the subject: "Last time you said you wanted to learn Cantonese to entertain Hong Kong businessmen, is it still necessary?"

Fu Xiuhuai did not press him any further. He immediately stepped back a few inches, a smile forming in his eyes. “It’s amazing that you’re still thinking about me.”

Lin Wan, who just wanted to change the subject: "..."

Fu Xiuhuai seemed to know nothing about Hong Kong City. He imitated Lin Wan and learned a few Cantonese greetings like a baby learning to speak.

Learning the language was not enough. Fu Xiuhuai also asked Lin Wan to tell him about the cultural customs, film and television dramas, and songs of Hong Kong City, looking like a good student who was listening attentively.

"When Hong Kong businessmen come to the mainland, talking more about their local cultural and entertainment industries can help build closer ties and create a sense of familiarity."

Lin Wan looked at the man suspiciously, remembering his lie that he couldn't play Minesweeper, and she no longer dared to believe him easily. "Hong Kong's movies, TV series, and songs are so famous. Who hasn't seen or heard them in the streets and alleys? Stop lying to me and pretend you don't know."

Fu Xiuhuai chuckled: "I'm busy with business every day, and the people I meet are all businessmen who are obsessed with money. Even I have been pickled in the smell of money. I really don't understand those entertainment things. How could I lie to you?"

Such nonsense came out of her mouth. Lin Wan lost her rationality in an instant and blurted out what she had discovered: "How come you didn't lie to me? You are obviously an expert in minesweeping, but you lied to me that you can't do anything."

Fu Xiuhuai obviously didn't expect Lin Wan to suddenly mention the minesweeping matter, but there was no panic or indignation on his face at having his lie exposed, nor did he make any sophistry as Lin Wan had expected.

"I'm much older than you and I'm busy with work, so of course I have to find some reasons to spend more time with you." Fu Xiuhuai didn't feel embarrassed at all after being exposed. Instead, he seemed very calm.

Fu Xiuhuai's frankness shocked Lin Wan, and she felt as if someone had grabbed her heart. She couldn't tell what emotion it was.

Opening the drawer and taking out the tape, Lin Wan stuffed the tape into Fu Xiuhuai's hand: "These are the popular songs in Hong Kong in recent years, as well as some famous TV series and movies, such as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Unforgiven", "A Moment of Romance"..."

Lin Wan wanted to leave after a few simple words of explanation. This man seemed to be really as dangerous as Fu Mingjun said.

"You've said so much, I can't remember it all at once." Fu Xiuhuai held Lin Wan's wrist, holding her back, his fingertips gently stroking her jade-like skin, "How about, will you accompany me to the reception for Hong Kong businessmen on Sunday?"

Lin Wan felt a surge of heat coming from her wrist, and the contact of skin made her feel a little hot. "I'm not from your company."

"But you are my wife." Fu Xiuhuai said confidently, "It would be more formal and sincere for a husband and wife to entertain Hong Kong businessmen together, wouldn't it?"

Lin Wan was choked by Fu Xiuhuai's words, but she couldn't say no in the end, so she agreed to accompany him to treat Hong Kong businessmen to dinner on Sunday.

After being surrounded by Hong Kong songs and TV dramas for many years, Lin Wan now finds it novel to meet Hong Kong businessmen one after another.

The Hong Kong businessman Wang Yuanzhong who was hosted by the garment factory had an easy-going personality. He was easier to approach when discussing investment than the foreign businessmen from Country M a while ago, so much so that Lin Wan thought that this investment was a sure thing.

But within a few days, while Lin Wan was working in the factory office, she heard Sister Yang bring the latest news: "What on earth did these Hong Kong businessmen eat to grow up? They are so good at spending money."

Qin Fang poked her head in and asked, "Why are you burning money?"

Lin Wan put down the unimportant work at hand and was also curious.

"Look at this bill. They're really extravagant!" The factory office was responsible for handling all matters related to welcoming Hong Kong businessmen, which naturally included organizing the bills and submitting them to the Finance Department for reimbursement. "They're staying in the best hotel, a four-star one, and it's twenty dollars a night. Not to mention all the abalone and shark's fin they eat every day, and all they drink is XO. Yesterday they even spent over a hundred dollars at the karaoke bar, and today they're talking about going to a nightclub..."

"Why doesn't it look like an investment? It seems more like traveling." Lin Wan murmured softly, feeling it was weird.

Qin Fang pondered over it and finally came to a conclusion: "See, this is the corruption of capitalism! No wonder petty-bourgeois thinking had to be combated so vigorously in the past!"

The young Qin Fang's casual joke actually caused the older and more experienced employees in the factory office to sigh and recall the past, and they all agreed that many people nowadays are too petty bourgeois.

Lin Wan had no way of saying anything about the Hong Kong businessman Wang Yuanzhong's indulgence in pleasure. After all, the leaders of the garment factory didn't say anything. They just made arrangements to ensure that everyone lived comfortably.

But in this case, Lin Wan was a little worried. Would the Hong Kong businessman who was going to visit Fu Xiuhuai on Sunday be of the same character?

......

Sunday is coming soon.

Fu Xiuhuai hosted a banquet at the best Jinzhuang Hotel in Jiangcheng. In the private room, several confidants from Kaihua Construction Company accompanied him, as well as the boss Fu Xiuhuai and Lin Wan.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Yang, the Hong Kong businessman representative, has arrived!" Kaihua Project Manager Xiang Zhengping delivered the latest news, prompting everyone in the private room to file out to greet him.

In the lobby of Jinzhuang Hotel, the representative of the Gangcheng Chain Building, which was jointly invested and built by Jiangcheng and won the bid by Kaihua Construction, got out of the Santana. The middle-aged man in a suit and tie shook hands and greeted Fu Xiuhuai.

"Mr. Fu, I'm Yang Minghui, representing Mr. Cheng and Mr. Lin, the owners of Xitian Building and Wanying Department Store."

"Mr. Yang, welcome to Jiangcheng." Fu Xiuhuai was a little surprised that this Hong Kong businessman spoke Mandarin so fluently that his accent was almost inaudible. "Mr. Yang's Mandarin is really fluent."

Yang Minghui laughed and said, "Our boss's mother is from mainland China, and we have also studied for many years."

"I see." Fu Xiuhuai introduced his subordinates to Yang Minghui, and finally put his hand on Lin Wan's waist and introduced her, "This is my wife, Lin Wan."

Lin Wan took a quick look at the Hong Kong businessman in front of her. He was tall, handsome, and looked like an elite. He was a completely different image from the Hong Kong businessman Wang Yuanzhong. "Hello, Mr. Yang."

"What a coincidence! He has the same surname as Mr. Lin, the boss of our Xitian Building. It seems we were from the same family five hundred years ago. We are truly destined to be together." Yang Minghui shook hands with Lin Wan and said with a smile, "Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu are truly a perfect match!"

These words made everyone nod their heads. Fu Xiuhuai, with a smile on his face, welcomed the guests into the private room. Only Lin Wan's ears felt hot, thinking that this Hong Kong businessman, Mr. Yang, was really eloquent.

Lin Wan went to the private room with everyone else. When the door was about to close, the noisy chatter of another group of hotel guests could be heard from the hall behind her.

Lin Wan glanced back casually and saw that she was hanging out with a group of young men and being led by a waiter to another private room. Among them was a familiar figure - Fu Mingjun.