Su Yuxi took it in a daze, overjoyed, and gave him a smile: "Thank you."
"I will definitely pay you back when I have money."
She took a bite of the delicious pancake, and the taste was so good that she almost cried.
The shop owner scratched his head sheepishly: "Hey, no need, no need. A pancake isn't worth much. Eat up and go home quickly. Don't argue with your parents. It's too dangerous for a young girl to be out there all alone."
He assumed Su Yuxi was just a girl who had argued with her family and was running away from home. He thought it was dangerous for such a pretty girl to be out there alone without any money.
"Go home." Su Yuxi paused for a moment. The two words seemed to touch the softest and most painful part of her heart. The light in her eyes dimmed instantly, and the joy on her face from receiving the pancake also diminished.
She thought this was truly her way home, and that she might never leave again. Who knew things would turn out this way?
The more resolute you were when you left, the more helpless you feel now...
She was too ashamed to go back.
If she goes back... Fu Huaijin will probably kick her out, and that would be too embarrassing. It's better not to bother her anymore.
She was already homeless.
Su Yuxi's eyes gradually reddened. She sniffed twice, opened her mouth and took a big bite of the pancake, as if tears were silently flowing in her heart.
Ah Zu has tricked her time and time again. Fine, she'll lose money, it's not the first time. At least leave her some money, right? She has nothing. Is she trying to starve her?
I never want to talk to him again.
Meanwhile, inside a luxurious Bugatti not far away, a pair of eyes were fixed intently on her beautiful figure.
The man in the car thought he was seeing things, so he took out his phone, zoomed in, and looked closer.
No matter how you look at it, that face is still Su Yuxi's.
But didn't the Fu family say that Su Yuxi was abroad to prepare for childbirth?
How come he saw the person squatting on the street eating a pancake in S City?
No, no, he has to take a picture.
The man adjusted the distance with his phone, snapped several photos, then quickly scrolled through the contact list, finally finding the one labeled "Big Boss," and with trembling hands sent the photos, along with a short message.
"Mr. Fu, I ran into a woman on the street who looks like your sister-in-law. Is she here for tourism?"
After sending the message, he anxiously checked his phone repeatedly.
About ten minutes later, the person on the other end finished eating two pancakes, but still didn't reply to the message.
Seeing that the person was about to leave, he sent another question mark to urge them on, but there was still no reply.
When he looked up again, Su Yuxi was nowhere to be seen. His heart skipped a beat, and unable to contain his anxiety, he abruptly pushed open the car door, got out, and hurried through the traffic to the pancake stall owner, eagerly asking where Su Yuxi had gone.
The boss didn't pay much attention, but he did give him a lecture, talking about all sorts of nonsense, about family, about danger. All he understood was that the girl didn't have money to eat.
But how could he not have eaten anything?
The Fu family is so rich that Su Yuxi could afford to eat up hundreds of S cities.
Perhaps...maybe...there really are people who look so alike.
never mind.
He sighed softly and turned to walk back.
A group of girls were gathered around the car, laughing and joking, occasionally casting him playful glances. He felt annoyed, ignored their flirtatious looks, jumped into the car, and immediately drove away.
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Half an hour later, Fu Huaijin came out of the conference room. He dragged his tired body to sit at his desk, stared at the black screen of the computer, and fell into deep thought for more than ten minutes.
The more he thought about it, the more gloomy his face became, his thin lips pressed into a thin line, and his temples throbbed with pain. He had no choice but to pull himself out of his thoughts and gently rub his tired forehead.
After drinking half a cup of coffee brought in by his secretary, Fu Huaijin forced himself to concentrate and continue working.
I don't know why my gaze keeps drifting to my phone, which is lying to the side. I feel like there's something important I haven't dealt with on it.
He irritably pushed aside the keyboard, picked up his phone and opened WeChat. There were more than a dozen unread messages. He rarely checked messages; he always communicated by phone.
So today, for the first time ever, he clicked on it, and most of the messages were greetings from his family.
There was only one person who sent him five or six messages in a row, a number that stood out among the dozen or so messages.
As for who this person was, he didn't have much of an impression.
Of all the messages, he clicked on this one person's message and saw a series of photos sent from the other end.
He stared at the photo, his body seemingly frozen in time, remaining stunned for a good ten minutes before silently closing the message and ignoring it.
There's nothing to admire about a woman who's determined to abandon you. From the moment she decides to leave you, everything about her becomes irrelevant to you.
Whether she lives or dies, whether she is safe, or whether she has enough to eat and wear, will be of no concern to me.
Fu Huaijin took a deep breath, as if to absorb the suffocation in his chest, and then calmly tossed his phone into the corner.
He acted as if nothing had happened, picked up the mouse and continued working. The text on the computer screen was still densely packed, and he recognized all the parameters, but why couldn't he get any of it into his brain?
The keyboard didn't seem to be one he recognized; no matter how he pressed the keys, he couldn't get them right.
He grew increasingly agitated, pounding away at the keyboard. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he abruptly slammed the keyboard to the ground, letting it thud on the floor.
He then took out a cigarette from the drawer, put it in his mouth, lit it, and before he could even take a puff, he quickly stubbed it out.
Nothing in the world right now goes his way.
Fu Huaijin stood up from his seat, walked to the French windows, and looked at the blue sky. A feeling of depression stirred in his heart, causing him pain.
In the end, he turned around, picked up his phone, and sent a question mark to the man on the other end.
The reply came almost instantly: "I might have mistaken her for someone else. I just asked around, and the stall owner said that the girl might have run away from home. She had been watching his stall for a long time, but she had no money for food..."
By the time Fu Huaijin came to his senses, he was already on his way to the airport.
He sat in the car with a tense expression. His slightly thin profile appeared even more resolute in the dim light, and his tightly pursed lips clearly betrayed the turmoil and unease in his heart.
It had been more than half a month since Su Yuxi left him. He originally thought that she had gone home with his so-called great-grandfather and would live her own life, and that they would never see each other again, never cross paths again.
But only half a month later, Su Yuxi not only did not return, but also pitifully ended up on the streets, without even money for food.
He silently told himself that this matter was no longer his concern and that he shouldn't meddle in it.
She abandoned me like that, so wouldn't it be demeaning to care about her now?
Can we really just ignore it?
He can't... How could he be so indifferent and uncaring towards her?
Let's just say he's being a jerk.
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