Chapter 882's explanation is a bit redundant.

"President, please explain to Miss Tang quickly. Don't let her misunderstand our relationship, otherwise we'll really be in deep trouble."

Fu Yanzun didn't realize at first that Tang Wan'er would misunderstand the relationship between the two of them.

He immediately withdrew his hand from Zhang Mi's waist.

But after thinking about it, he hadn't done anything wrong. He had just been impressed by Zhang Mi. Should he just stand by and watch someone die?

When she was so intimate with Su Qingshan before, she didn't consider his feelings at all, and didn't even explain it to him.

In comparison, he felt that his contact with Zhang Mi was nothing at all.

At least he was unintentional, but the situation between her and Su Qingshan is a different story.

At this point, shouldn't we let her know exactly how he felt back then?

Fu Yanzun's face remained expressionless, still cold and aloof.

"There's nothing to explain; the facts speak for themselves."

Zhang Mi could clearly see that the tension between the two was getting a little off, which made her even more worried.

He was pleased with himself.

As if afraid that the relationship between the two would not take off, they added fuel to the fire.

“Miss Tang, please don’t misunderstand. The president was just concerned about me. If he hadn’t helped me up just now, I probably would have fallen by now. The president is a really good person. I’ve been with him for so many years and he has always been very good to me. So I really envy you for being able to find such a good man to be your husband. I’m not as lucky as you.”

Tang Wan'er considered herself a master at spotting manipulative women.

When she saw Zhang Mi at the company before, she sensed that Zhang Mi was interested in Fu Yanzun, and now she was even more certain of her guess.

As for whether Fu Yanzun truly didn't know or was pretending not to know, or whether something had happened between the two of them, no one knows.

Tang Wan'er just smiled faintly and didn't get angry. "Secretary Zhang doesn't need to explain so much to me. I trust my own man. Besides, she's sick right now. Even if she wanted to do something, it probably wouldn't be easy for her."

Although that's what she said, Tang Wan'er didn't really think that way.

She was still feeling very upset; it felt like a needle was pricking her heart, but she forced herself to endure it.

She walked over and placed the thermos on the bedside table.

She didn't look at Zhang Mi, but instead looked at Fu Yanzun, whose complexion seemed much better than before.

"How are you feeling? Is it still in pain?"

Fu Yanzun also felt that his explanation was a bit superfluous, since the other party didn't care at all.

Did she trust him too much, or did she simply not care whether there were other women around him?

Fu Yanzun did not want Tang Wan'er to react this way. On the contrary, he hoped that she would argue and make a fuss with him, at least to prove that she still cared about him.

But her calm demeanor and unwavering gaze made him feel rather uncomfortable.

However, he did not retaliate because Zhang Mi was present.

"It's better now, it doesn't hurt as much."

"That's good. I brought you some stomach-soothing porridge. Xiaxia told me about it. She said it's good for the stomach, and it's still warm. Eat it while it's hot!"