The murderous intent in Fu Chenyuan's eyes was almost impossible to conceal.
Simply kicking them out is far too lenient.
"Later, perhaps because I was young, I felt that such memories were too painful, so in order to protect myself, I forgot about it."
Young children find it difficult to accept that their parents don't love them, so they try to convince their parents that they are doing this for their own good.
The less loved a child is when they grow up, the more blindly filial they become, the more obedient they are to their parents, and the more they desperately praise their parents' goodness.
Only when you truly understand and acknowledge that some parents lack the capacity to love, and that your parents don't love you at all, can you move on.
Jiang Wanning only came to the truth when she grew up: Lin Lin and the others didn't love her at all.
Then, when she found out that she was the child who had been switched at birth, she felt even more relieved.
But she didn't expect that the forgotten memory would resurface and hurt her. Coupled with Meng Huaijin's situation, it threw her into disarray, and that's when the illness took hold.
"Don't worry, I know it's all in the past, and I won't let them hurt me again. Really, I promise this will only happen once."
Jiang Wanning smiled brightly, and it wasn't a pretense.
Fu Chenyuan looked intently at the smile on her face, then reached out and touched her cheek: "I've always thought that if I could get closer to you, if I could be bolder, if I wasn't afraid of hurting you, I would have discovered that you weren't having a good time in the Zhao family. Maybe you would have come to my side long ago. I raised you with my own hands, like a character in a fantasy novel. Wouldn't you have already become my girlfriend, and then naturally become my wife? Or perhaps you would have already become a famous painter?"
Jiang Wanning never expected that Fu Chenyuan from the past had this side to him.
"So you had a crush on me back then?" Jiang Wanning chuckled.
This is the first time Fu Chenyuan has spoken about his inner thoughts back then.
"It's okay. Didn't I say last time that we met at just the right time, not too early and not too late?"
Fu Chenyuan was still worried when he went to work, and he kept turning back to ask, "Are you sure you'll be okay on your own?"
"No problem. I won't go out this afternoon. I've got some inspiration for that ten million yuan project. I'm going to start brainstorming and see if I can finish it before October. How about we go on this trip after the National Day holiday? We can go after everyone else has finished their trips."
“Okay.” Fu Chenyuan agreed, his gaze always fixed intently on her whenever he spoke, which captivated Jiang Wanning.
After Fu Chenyuan left, Jiang Wanning sat in the studio and took out her notebook to write and draw.
Fu Chenyuan only went to the company in the afternoon, which naturally sparked a discussion among the employees.
Some female employees have imagined novels of hundreds of thousands of words.
Their private chat group of a dozen or so people was buzzing with discussion, and the title was equally catchy: "[What to do when your boss suddenly becomes love-obsessed?]"
[My CEO Fu has stopped holding morning meetings and now holds them every day with his beautiful wife in his arms?]
The Birth of a Top-Tier Love-Obsessed Person
Workaholic turned into gentle and tender person
Female employee A: [Did you guys see that? There seems to be a red mark on Mr. Fu's neck. Is that his wife's handiwork? I didn't expect her to be so wild.]
[Mr. Fu used to be a workaholic, but now he barely comes to the office. Will our Fu Group go under?]
[Don't worry about it being bad; a good CEO not only pampers his wife but also focuses on his work. Look on the bright side; at least our CEO Fu came to the company this afternoon...]
If you ask me, if I were a man, and I were President Fu, and I married a wife like my wife, I would definitely neglect my duties as a king...
Everyone in the group couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Another female employee, a big fan of Jiang Wanning's work, asked: "By the way, has everyone seen your latest piece? It's so beautiful. If I had the money, I would definitely buy one."
Indeed, beautiful women are born for art; her hand holding a paintbrush must look stunning.
[The lady's hands aren't just beautiful when she holds a paintbrush; they look beautiful when she holds Mr. Fu's hands too. You know what I mean.]
[Ahem, upstairs, no driving (inappropriate content), or the group will be taken down...]
Jiang Wanning and Fu Chenyuan had no idea that they both had a fanbase of CP (couple) fans in the company, with employees shipping them online.
Fu Chenyuan and Jiang Wanning are both very proactive and self-disciplined.
After getting to work, the two of them went about their own business.
Fu Chenyuan pinned Jiang Wanning's message chat box to the top of his phone and also set a special ringtone for Jiang Wanning's incoming call notifications.
As a result, the afternoon passed, and it was almost five o'clock. The employees who were not interested in working should have been slacking off by now, but Jiang Wanning did not receive a single message or make a single phone call.
Fu Chenyuan himself was also busy.
Seeing that Jiang Wanning hadn't called, he guessed that she was also working on her projects, so he focused on continuing to work overtime.
At six o'clock, Fu Chenyuan stood up, packed his things, and left.
As soon as Fu Chenyuan walked out, the group chat erupted in chaos again.
【No way? Is this really our workaholic CEO, Mr. Fu?】
Is our Fu Group really going to go bankrupt? No! I want to work a few more years! No, don't stop me, I want to dedicate all my youth to President Fu, oh, no, the company...
Regardless of the employees' chatter, Fu Chenyuan had already left work.
Chen Yan sat in the front driving, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, repeatedly glancing at Fu Chenyuan in the rearview mirror.
Fu Chenyuan looked up from the documents and met Chen Yan's gaze.
"What's up?"
Chen Yan finally spoke up: "President Fu, have you finished everything? Has there been a significant decrease in collaborations within the company lately?"
"Get to the point," Fu Chenyuan said in a deep voice.
Chen Yan usually stays by Fu Chenyuan's side. Although he is Fu Chenyuan's favorite, he is also very busy and under a lot of pressure. He is on call 24 hours a day.
"Everyone's talking about whether our Fu Group is going to collapse. Because Mr. Fu, you haven't had perfect attendance lately, you're late, leaving early, not working overtime anymore, and you're leaving even earlier than the employees..."
Under Fu Chenyuan's death stare, Chen Yan spoke more and more softly.
He finally shrank back and said, "Okay, Mr. Fu, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Unexpectedly, Fu Chenyuan was not angry. Instead, he clenched his fist and put it to his lips, as if to hide his smile.
Chen Yan became even bolder: "President Fu, you smiled? You must have smiled."
Fu Chenyuan's lips tightened, his face expressionless: "You've misunderstood."
"Mr. Fu, you must be smiling."
Fu Chenyuan said in a deep voice, "Drive your car. Also, tell those gossipers to stop worrying. Don't worry about the company's performance. Just work hard, and you'll get your year-end performance bonuses and profit sharing."
Chen Yan smiled and replied, "President Fu, then my performance bonus and profit sharing won't be less, right?"
Fu Chenyuan said calmly, "That's enough for you to get married. After you take me home, go on a blind date. You and Chen Zheng should both find wives."
Chen Yan was just starting to feel touched when Fu Chenyuan said, "If someone wants you."
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