Chapter 44: Mr. Fu's Self-Torture Scheme
Jiang Chenyu was silent on the other end of the phone. It seemed like he didn't say anything to Yun Zheng yesterday?
He spoke tentatively, trying to gauge Fu Linghe's attitude, "Boss, your sister-in-law is angry with you."
"Answer my question first. What did you say to Yun Zheng last night?"
Fu Linghe was not fooled by him, nor did he answer his question. His tone became increasingly cold, and just listening to it was enough to make people tremble with fear.
Jiang Chenyu thought about it carefully, and he really didn’t say anything that he shouldn’t have said!
"I didn't say more than five sentences to my sister-in-law!"
Jiang Chenyu sat up from the bed and took a moment to speak truthfully, "I just greeted my sister-in-law and introduced myself."
"Catch it and I'll say it... say it..." Jiang Chenyu stuttered and felt a little embarrassed. He didn't know if Fu Linghe would get angry with him if he said that.
"What did you say?" Fu Linghe's voice couldn't help but rise a few notches, and all his anxiety and uneasiness poured out with this question.
Fu Linghe was like a beast whose territory was touched. If Jiang Chenyu's answer was slightly wrong, he would be torn to pieces.
Jiang Chenyu swallowed hard on the other end of the phone, secretly complaining in his heart.
"I told my sister-in-law not to worry. You're lucky. You won't...die!"
Jiang Chenyu closed his eyes and made up his mind. At worst, he would be a hero again in 18 years!
Fu Linghe was a little confused. If Jiang Chenyu really only said these few words, then Yun Zheng's sudden coldness towards him had nothing to do with him.
But Jiang Chenyu was the only person Yun Zheng had contact with yesterday. If not him, who else could it be?
"What else have you told her besides this?"
Jiang Chenyu recalled for a moment before continuing, "I gave you the medicine, then told my sister-in-law to pay attention to your diet and take the medicine well, and then I left."
"I really didn't say anything else, boss." Jiang Chenyu really didn't say anything. These were the only few sentences he said last night. He had already told everything.
Fu Linghe fell into deep thought. The room was so quiet that only his heavy breathing could be heard.
Jiang Chenyu's words did not sound like a lie, but Yun Zheng's attitude change was so abrupt, there must be a reason for it.
"Are you sure that's all you said?" Fu Linghe confirmed again, with a hint of unquestionable oppression in his voice.
"Boss, I swear to God, this is really all." Jiang Chenyu said like a curse, his tone full of sincerity.
Fu Linghe rubbed his temples, and a hint of irritation gradually appeared in his eyes. He knew that Jiang Chenyu would not lie about such things.
"Okay, I got it." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Fu Linghe stood up and paced back and forth restlessly in the room. His brain was working fast, trying to piece together some useful clues from his fragmented memories, but it was obviously to no avail.
Judging from what Jiang Chenyu and Butler Feng said, Yun Zheng was worried about him, but why did her attitude towards him become so cold after waking up in the morning?
Fu Linghe irritably put his ten fingers into his hair and scratched it hard, trying to clear his confused thoughts.
He walked around the room several times, but couldn't think of any good solution, so he had to leave the room again and came to the door of Yun Zheng's room.
He prepared himself mentally and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door when Yun Zheng opened it from the inside.
Their eyes met and the air froze for a moment.
Fu Linghe met Yun Zheng's slightly red eyes and froze.
She... cried.
"Zheng Zheng, you..." Fu Linghe had only said half of his words when Yun Zheng interrupted him.
"Have you taken your medicine?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, but she tried to maintain a calm tone, not wanting Fu Linghe to hear it.
Fu Linghe shook his head slightly and stood straight, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be scolded. "Not yet."
"Go take your medicine quickly. Doctor Jiang told you last night that you have to take your medicine on time." Yun Zheng hid her emotions very well. There was no trace of worry in her tone, and it sounded more like business as usual.
Fu Linghe felt extremely sad. He didn't want to be sentenced to death by Yun Zheng for no apparent reason.
Even if he dies, he must die clearly and clearly!
Fu Linghe stared at Yun Zheng, trying to find a hint of emotion beneath her feigned composure. He whispered, "Yun Zheng, I care more about why you're crying than the medicine."
Yun Zheng turned her head away, avoiding his fiery gaze, and responded coldly, "I just had something stuck in my eye, don't think too much about it."
How could Fu Linghe believe such a lame excuse? He took a step forward, trapping her between the door and himself, his voice trembling slightly, "Don't hide it from me, I know you feel wronged. Jiang Chenyu said he didn't say anything, but you must be so sad because of something. Tell me, okay?"
Yun Zheng was trapped in Fu Linghe's arms, unable to move. She put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away, but it was of no use.
Her eyes instantly turned red again, and she reached out and punched him hard on the chest, "Fu Linghe, let me go!"
"Tell me first what's wrong with you? Otherwise, we'll just waste time like this." Fu Linghe's tone was firm, his eyes full of persistence and worry, as if he would not let Yun Zheng go until he got the answer he wanted from her.
Yun Zheng just turned her head to the side silently and didn't intend to speak.
Fu Linghe was completely panicked now, so he had to soften his tone again, "Zheng Zheng, is it because I didn't let you get up when we were in bed just now that you got angry?"
Fu Linghe thought about it and decided that if the problem was with him, it could only be this matter.
Unless... that's not the problem!
He put his hand on Yun Zheng's shoulder and asked her to look at him. "Is it the Yun family that's bothering you again or...Zhou Yushen?"
"Neither." Yun Zheng gently brushed away Fu Linghe's hand, still maintaining that indifference and alienation, as if she was drawing a clear line between herself and Fu Linghe.
"Mr. Fu, I will handle my own affairs. What you should do now is to take your medicine on time, pay attention to your diet, and recover from your illness as soon as possible."
After Yun Zheng finished speaking, she walked straight towards the stairs. She had just taken two steps when she heard a cry of pain from behind her, "Hiss~"
Yun Zheng subconsciously stopped and her heart tightened. The worry buried deep in her heart completely surged up at this moment.
When she turned around, she saw Fu Linghe holding his stomach, his face pale, squatting on the ground in pain.
Seeing Fu Linghe like this, Yun Zheng couldn't bear to leave him here alone, and walked towards him quickly.
She carefully squatted down beside him, supported Fu Linghe, and asked softly, "How are you? Is your stomach hurting again?"
The anxiety in her eyes and tone was not fake at all. One could tell at a glance that she was really worried about Fu Linghe.
Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng aggrievedly and nodded gently, "It hurts~, Zheng Zheng...it really hurts."
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