Chapter 158 Give Me Some More Time
Yu Zhao was stunned, opened the memo, and replied:
"Everything that needed to be dealt with has been dealt with. Didn't you say before that you wouldn't travel unless necessary?"
Fu Ci Yan's mouth twitched.
Is this digging a hole for yourself?
"Are you sure there's nothing left?"
Yu Zhao shuddered. He actually heard a hint of threat in Fu Ci Yan's tone.
"Ah...it's not impossible."
Yu Zhao racked his brains to search for the records, sweating on his forehead, and finally found one for tomorrow in the to-do list.
"Wanjia Finance in the neighboring city will be opening its branch tomorrow with a ribbon-cutting ceremony. You're invited to attend."
Wanjia Finance has a lot of dealings with the Fu Group. If the head office holds any event, even if Fu Ciyan himself does not go, he will arrange for Yu Zhao to attend.
But the problem is that even the boss of Wanjia Financial Head Office may not attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the opening of a branch. Wouldn’t it be a bit of a waste of talent for a president as high as Fu Ci Yan to go?
Wanjia Finance sent an invitation to Fu Ci Yan just as a courtesy. They didn't necessarily intend for Fu Ci Yan to actually go. Sending a manager or something would be enough.
Fu Ci Yan was silent for a moment, he also thought about this problem.
Go ahead, it's not appropriate.
If he doesn't go, he doesn't want to get a divorce certificate from Wen Nanxi.
And it’s not a question of whether he wants to or not, it’s just that he simply can’t get it.
Yu Zhao watched Fu Ci Yan's expression change and accompanied him silently.
Now it's time to get off work and his phone keeps vibrating.
Today is the third anniversary of him and his girlfriend!
He has already prepared the venue and is planning to propose today!
If she doesn't go out, she will probably be torn apart by her girlfriend.
So he said boldly:
"Mr. Fu, you haven't been with your wife for several days. You're going on a business trip right after you got back. Will your wife be unhappy?"
Fu Ci Yan's expression grew even colder, and he glanced at Yu Zhao coldly, almost frightening Yu Zhao's legs to the point of limpness.
She secretly disliked Yu Zhao for bringing up things that were completely irrelevant.
The most important thing is that he goes home now!
He was originally full of confidence and thought he could get his wife back in a month.
As a result, after a month, not only did they fail to catch up, but they were getting further and further away.
Yu Zhao looked at the time and asked weakly:
"Boss Fu, it's time to get off work. Do you want to go home now?"
Fu Ciyan was upset and tugged at his tie:
"I won't go back yet. Let's work overtime."
Yu Zhao almost fell down.
Why do you have to work overtime just because of a disagreement?
"Um...Mr. Fu, I have something to do today. Can I leave first?"
Fu Ciyan looked over:
"Um?"
A cold nasal sound was enough to make people know that Fu Ci Yan was not in a good mood.
Under normal circumstances, Yu Zhao would definitely handle everything and accompany Fu Ci Yan to work overtime.
After all, this is the boss who pays you, and your job with an annual salary of one million includes making your boss happy.
But it’s different now, it’s a matter of life and death!
He had no choice but to say:
"Mr. Fu, today is my girlfriend and I's third anniversary, and I plan to propose to her."
What awaited him was a long silence.
Yu Zhao's heart grew colder little by little.
Fu Ci Yan usually doesn't make things difficult for his subordinates. Although he is a little strict, he is very reasonable and pays them high salaries. If they encounter difficulties in life, as long as they ask, he will help solve them.
Yu Zhao thought about it and decided to postpone the proposal. He just hoped that his girlfriend would be gentler when she tore him apart...
"Mr. Fu, I..."
"You go ahead."
Yu Zhao was stunned: "Huh?"
Fu Ciyan looked out the window, the sun was setting in the west, and his voice was a little tired:
"This year's year-end bonus will give you a car. Go pick one out when you have time. Be nice to your girlfriend and cherish her."
It seemed as if he was talking to Zhao, but also to his past self.
Everything was still possible for Yu Zhao, but he himself...
"Thank you, Mr. Fu."
Yu Zhao was stunned by this unexpected year-end bonus and could only express his gratitude.
"Go ahead and close the door."
Fu Ci Yan waved his hands, feeling extremely tired, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his eyebrows.
He watched the sun set between the buildings, the sunset gradually dissipating and the night gradually enveloping the earth.
The neon lights lit up one after another, flashing different lights, but it made Fu Ci Yan feel extremely lonely.
It turns out that chasing after someone is so tiring.
It turns out that it is so frustrating to put in so much effort without seeing any results.
How did Wen Nanxi keep up the cold face for almost a year?
Fu Ci Yan still remembered Wen Nanxi's cautiousness and how humbly she tried to please him.
Her countless attempts to please him were shattered by his cold attitude.
Until now, there is no longer any passion in Wen Nanxi's eyes, and all that love has disappeared.
What on earth should he do to win back Wen Nanxi's heart?
…
When Wen Nanxi went downstairs for supper, Fu Ci Yan came back.
He looked a little depressed, the fatigue in the corners of his eyes was hard to hide, and he was holding a thermal bag in his hand.
The moment he saw Wen Nanxi, his eyes lit up:
"Are you waiting for me?"
Wen Nanxi was stunned for a moment, looking at the chicken soup wontons in the bowl.
It's obvious that she's having a midnight snack.
"Would you like to eat something?"
Fu Ciyan's fatigue was somewhat dispelled, and he raised his lips and said:
"OK."
Aunt Zhao responded and went to get another bowl of wontons, placing it in front of Fu Ciyan:
"It's freshly cooked and still hot, sir, eat it while it's hot."
Fu Ci Yan opened the thermal bag, which contained the shrimp dumplings and some side dishes that he had packed.
"I bought it on the way back. I remember you liked this place."
"Thanks."
Wen Nanxi was not polite. She really liked the food in this restaurant. She hadn't been out for a few days and was too lazy to buy food.
Fu Ciyan: "There's no need to be so polite between us."
Wen Nanxi nodded slightly:
"Tomorrow...you didn't forget, right? Were you busy today? I sent you a WeChat message, but you might not have seen it."
Fu Ci Yan felt a little bitter.
He seemed to feel that Wen Nanxi's trust in him was gradually returning.
He deliberately didn't reply to the message because he didn't want to and didn't know how to reply.
But Wen Nanxi was still making excuses for him, thinking that he was busy and that he had not seen the message.
But he once again betrayed Wen Nanxi's trust...
"Nanxi, can we talk?"
Wen Nanxi's brows were filled with caution:
"You won't regret it, will you? We've already made an appointment."
Fu Ciyan: "I do regret it, Nanxi. I don't want to be separated from you. Can you... give me another chance?"
Wen Nanxi stirred the wontons in the bowl and said lightly:
"Fu Ciyan, being together requires the consent of both parties, but breaking up doesn't. Even if you regret it, I don't love you anymore. What's the point of continuing to entangle?"
Fu Ci Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart and a lump in his throat. The feeling of being stuck in the middle was very uncomfortable.
"I'm trying hard to find the truth, and I'm making some progress. Give me some more time, and I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
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