Chapter 220 Mr. Fu, Madam Doesn't Want to Be the Richest Man's Wife Anymore
On the private plane bound for Ming Island, Lin Qi looked at Fu Beichen, who was gazing out the window in a daze, and spoke hesitantly.
"President Fu! That equation you gave Mu Yanchen... it's fake, isn't it?"
Fu Beichen turned his head to look at him, his expression indifferent.
"Of course it's true."
"That's the culmination of Nian Nian's hard work."
Lin Qi's mind went blank.
real?
The wife's hard work?
How could we... how could we just give it away to that scoundrel Mu Yanchen like that!
"Mr. Fu, this..."
Fu Beichen's lips curled into an extremely cold smile.
"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."
His long, slender fingers tapped lightly on the porthole.
"Guess what the first thing Mu Yanchen will do after he gets the item?"
Lin Qi forced himself to calm down and followed his train of thought.
"He will immediately develop a new drug, and then immediately release a press release to publicize the imminent launch of the new drug across the internet."
"Moreover, it will also tie itself to God N and create momentum for the entire Mu family."
Fu Beichen's eyes held a hint of approval.
"So tell me, what do you think Nian Nian and Qingniao Company will do when they see this?"
Lynch's thinking became increasingly clear.
"Firstly, the Bluebird Society will immediately come forward to clarify and declare that N God has no cooperative relationship with the Mu family."
"Secondly, they might even directly sue the Mu family and hold them legally accountable for misappropriating the formula."
"No matter which one, the Mu family will instantly fall from the clouds to the bottom, and fall into a huge public relations and trust crisis."
"good."
Fu Beichen gave a nonchalant comment.
Lin Qi added, "The drug that N God mentioned to Mu Yanchen that is effective against the virus is in high demand in Mu's more than 200 hospitals and has been sold at exorbitant prices. I heard that he has stockpiled a lot of it."
"He made at least 10 billion from this wave. I never thought the Mu family would actually make this kind of money with such a black conscience."
"It seems that now that he has the formula, he will make big strides in the cardiovascular field and make a fortune."
Unexpectedly, the Mu family, a century-old medical family, has now completely turned into a business.
Fu Beichen's face was grim. "He chose this path himself. One thought can lead to hell, another to heaven."
"So, are we going to close the net now?" Lin Qi asked again.
"You should contact Xia Yuan, the person in charge of Qingniao, in a moment."
Fu Beichen issued the order, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"No matter what you see, remain still."
"Within a week, Qingniao cannot take any action, issue any press releases, respond to any news, or make any clarifications."
"I want to bury Mu Yanchen even deeper."
Lin Qi breathed a sigh of relief, then put on a bitter face, "President Fu, Xia Yuan from Qingniao... that woman is too shrewish, I'm afraid I can't handle her."
Fu Beichen raised an eyebrow, his eyes behind his glasses gleaming with a mischievous glint.
“I checked, she’s single.”
"If we can't reach an agreement, we'll fly over there, or... seduce her. The company will provide all the technical support."
Lin Qi: "..."
He was speechless for a moment. This president's assistant was paid a high salary, but he was also doing high-risk work.
When Fu's private plane landed at the military airport, the experimental building on the island was in an uproar.
"It's a success! It's really a success!"
A researcher excitedly removed his goggles, his eyes red-rimmed and his voice trembling.
After more than half a month of tireless work, the reagent was finally successfully developed.
The feedback from human trials has been overwhelmingly positive.
Five thousand cases were tested, with an effectiveness rate as high as 98.3%.
After receiving the injection, different patients not only cleared the virus from their bodies within three days, but also saw their ulcerated skin begin to heal and improve at a visible speed over the following week.
This achievement is nothing short of a medical miracle.
Everyone went crazy, hugging each other, crying and laughing.
Lao Biao rushed out immediately and reported this tremendous good news to the head of the family.
Next, it's a race against time.
Immediately arrange for the mass production of the medicine and then send it to all parts of the world at top speed.
The most important country is Country A.
There are only ten days left until the Chinese New Year, and this matter must be settled before the New Year.
Human life is at stake; not a moment can be wasted.
Gu Xingnian, carrying a lunchbox, pushed open her master's door with light steps.
"Master, dinner is ready!"
She brought the good news with her, her eyes beaming with undisguised joy.
She knew in her heart that the group's rapid breakthrough was entirely due to the guidance of her mentor. His conjectures were nothing short of brilliant.
After the two finished lunch, Yang Lin sat down on the recliner on the balcony.
Gu Xingnian dragged a small chair over and sat down next to him, her head naturally resting against his side.
The sea breeze carries a salty yet refreshing scent.
This scene is so heartwarming, just like that of an ordinary grandfather and grandson.
The old man reached out and, with some effort, gently patted her head.
That hand was thin and bony, yet warm.
"Girl, do you remember when you first came to me?"
His voice was slow, carrying the warmth of reminiscence.
"You were really brave back then, and incredibly curious. You wanted to try every kind of poison yourself."
“You come out every few days with that ugly face. I’m really scared. I’m afraid that if I’m too slow, I won’t be able to save you.”
Gu Xingnian listened and couldn't help but laugh, but a thin layer of moisture welled up in her eyes.
"Master, thank you for never disliking me, this troublemaker, and for teaching me your most treasured skills."
She looked up at her master's profile, etched with the marks of time.
“Why don’t you stay on the mountain alone? It’s too lonely. Come back to the capital with me, and I’ll take care of you in your old age.”
She had tried to persuade him many times, but the old man was very stubborn.
Yang Lin looked at her, his cloudy eyes shining with a clear light. He smiled and spoke in a nonchalant tone.
"There's no going back."
Those four simple words, like a needle, pierced Gu Xingnian's heart in an instant.
She jumped up, her whole body tense up.
"Master! Are you feeling unwell? Have you encountered a source of illness?"
She turned and was about to rush out.
"I'll go get you the reagents! Please wait here!"
Yang Lin grabbed her wrist, not with much force, but not enough to break free.
"Don't be nervous, sit down."
His voice remained steady.
"Master is neither sick nor in pain, nor has he contracted a virus. He's just old, tired, and wants to rest."
"Sit down and chat with me."
Gu Xingnian was far from at ease, so she squatted down in front of him and carefully examined his complexion.
"Master, please don't lie to me."
"You're so smart, how could I possibly fool you?"
He looked at her with loving eyes, his gaze filled with the indulgence she knew all too well.
He paused for a moment, then continued.
"Girl, I've replanted the nine-day warmth and seven-colored violets for you."
"It's in the hometown of an old friend, and from now on, no one will be able to use them to threaten you."
Gu Xingnian nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Master, I understand..."
He continued, as if he were explaining everything he had to say in his entire life.
"Girl, always try to find a way to coexist peacefully. Don't always lock yourself in your box."
"Don't grow all thorns on yourself, because that will hurt others and hurt yourself even more."
“Follow your heart and go back, back to Haicheng, or back to the capital. Fate treated you badly when you were young, but this time, it has given you two sets of parents.”
"We must cherish them and be filial to them."
Gu Xingnian nodded frantically, her eyes red and her vision blurred.
"Master, I remember, I remember everything."
The sea breeze was gentle and warm, making one feel drowsy.
Yang Lin gently patted her little hand and said, "Little girl, I want to drink tea. Can you make me a cup?"
"Okay, wait for me." She wiped her face, stood up, and walked out.
About ten minutes later, she walked in steadily, carrying a white porcelain cup.
The cup contains Master's favorite Longjing tea, with a delicate and subtle aroma.
"Master, the tea is here."
She walked up to him and saw that his eyes were closed and there was a faint smile on his lips, as if he were asleep.
She didn't say anything, but gently placed the teacup on the small round table next to her.
Then he turned around and took a thin blanket from the bed in the room.
She tiptoed, carefully trying to cover him with the blanket.
Suddenly, the hand that was resting on the armrest fell limply and slid down.
Thump.
A soft sound.
Gu Xingnian's heart sank heavily, almost stopping.
She stood frozen in place, her blood running cold.
She slowly squatted down, reached out her hand, and gently shook his arm.
"Master?"
"Master, please wake up."
There was no response.
Yang Lin still wore that peaceful smile on his face, passing away calmly without a trace of pain.
But that smile, at this moment, felt like a knife, slowly torturing her heart.
"Master..."
She trembled and cried out again.
"Master!"
The only answer she received was the tireless sound of the waves outside the window.
Her knees buckled, and she knelt heavily in front of the recliner.
She grasped his large, wrinkled hand, still warm, and pressed it tightly against her face.
Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string, instantly soaking her clothes.
She suppressed her sobs, unable to utter a complete sound.
"Master... wake up... look at me..."
"You promised to see my child born... How could you... How could you go back on your word..."
She thought it was a long-awaited reunion, but she never expected it to be a farewell for life.
She still had so much to say to him, and so many things she hadn't given him as a filial son.
But he could no longer hear.
"Master...Master..."
Suppressed sobs escaped from her throat, eventually turning into an uncontrollable wail.
She cried like a child abandoned by the whole world, utterly pathetic...
As Fu Beichen stepped into the park, he heard the devastating news of the old gentleman's passing.
His heart sank suddenly, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.
She must be very sad.
This thought instantly occupied his entire mind.
He wants to see her.
Immediately, right away.
He wanted to rush to her and hold her tightly in his arms as soon as possible.
With Bai Yu gone, Lao Biao and his men couldn't stop Fu Beichen at all.
He pushed through the crowd like a wild beast out of control, searching the vast sanatorium by instinct.
Finally, Fu Beichen saw the figure he had been longing for day and night on a private beach at the end of the back garden.
She was standing there.
The sea breeze ruffled her long black hair and the hem of her off-white trench coat.
Her figure was frighteningly thin, as if she could be carried away by the wind at any moment.
Fu Beichen's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his chest pounding uncontrollably.
He strode towards her, each step a relentless thud of his own racing heart.
Gu Xingnian was unaware.
Until the sound that was etched into my bones rang out behind me.
"Niannian, don't be sad, I've come to take you home."
Gu Xingnian's heart trembled violently, and she turned around abruptly.
That face was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Fu Beichen.
Fu Beichen stared at her greedily, but his heart was clenched tightly.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked utterly broken.
She had lost a lot of weight. His gaze involuntarily slid down to her abdomen, which was completely flat without any curve.
child……
That's all.
This realization was like a poisoned dagger, piercing his heart.
She looked at him without saying a word, her eyes as cold as if she were looking at a complete stranger.
The next second, she turned and left, decisively and cleanly.
"Nian Nian".
Fu Beichen reached out and grabbed her icy wrist.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, terribly wrong. Please give me another chance, okay?"
Gu Xingnian forcefully shook off his hand, her tone flat and emotionless.
"Fu Beichen, not all mistakes deserve to be forgiven."
"I've given you too many chances, which is why you're so emboldened and keep hurting me."
"Your chances are over."
Her words were spoken casually, yet every single one felt like the sharpest knife, repeatedly scraping against his heart.
Fu Beichen's heart tightened, and he pulled her into his arms without hesitation.
He used all his strength, his tall body completely imprisoning her, as if afraid that if he let go, she would disappear completely.
"Niannian, I'm sorry. I know the baby is gone, and you must hate me to death."
"It's my fault for being an idiot, and I realized it too late."
His voice was hoarse and had a heavy nasal tone.
"As long as you're still willing to stay by my side, you can punish me however you want."
Please, don't leave me.
She did not struggle.
In his burning embrace, she felt as cold as ice.
"Fu Beichen, let's get a divorce."
"Divorce is the last bit of dignity we leave for each other."
Fu Beichen froze completely.
"No, I do not agree to a divorce."
He shook his head frantically, like a helpless child.
"Niannian, don't leave me. It was my fault. I'm the one who caused you to lose that child."
Gu Xingnian's voice remained cold and devoid of warmth.
“Fu Beichen, the problem has never been with the child.”
"Your love is too fragile, too fragile to withstand any storm. We are destined not to be happy together."
“No, we will be happy!” Fu Beichen retorted urgently. “From now on, I will never doubt you again, I will never get stuck on trivial matters again, and I will never let you suffer any grievances again.”
He cupped her face in his hands, eager to prove his resolve.
“I’ve made up my mind. If you can’t get pregnant again in the future, I will never have any children for the rest of my life. You are my only wife.”
"Niannian, please, don't leave me, okay? I'll change, I'll change everything."
Gu Xingnian suddenly smiled.
She broke free from his hold, laughing wildly and unrestrainedly, but tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.
"Fu Beichen, it's time for you to grow up."
“I was once very scared, thinking that I really wouldn’t be able to live without you.”
"Later I realized that when the heart dies, the body can get through it."
Her gaze fell on the rolling waves in the distance, her voice ethereal.
"Ten years of deep affection have turned into ruins."
"You and I can't go back."
Upon hearing her words, Fu Beichen's eyes instantly reddened, overwhelmed by heartache and guilt.
"No, Niannian, we can go back, as long as you are still willing to forgive me."
Gu Xingnian slowly raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze extremely serious.
"But I don't want to anymore."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left.
Without a second thought, Fu Beichen chased after her and stopped her.
"Fu Beichen, stay away from me." Her voice was filled with resistance.
Four security personnel in black uniforms quickly ran over and blocked his way.
Seeing that things were not going well, Lin Qi quickly led his men over.
The head of the security personnel spoke politely to Fu Beichen, but his attitude was firm.
"Mr. Fu, please leave. Please respect Miss Gu's wishes and don't make things difficult for us."
After saying that, they escorted Gu Xingnian into the park.
Fu Beichen was unwilling to give up, his eyes turning bloodshot.
"Get out of my way!"
He roared angrily.
"She's the wife of the richest man, the wife of the president of the Fu Group! Today, I must take her away!"
"No one can stop them!"
The two bodyguards that Fu Beichen brought also rushed up immediately, and a conflict was about to break out.
"Lin Qi." Gu Xingnian suddenly stopped and called out in a cool voice.
Lin Qi understood immediately and quickly stepped forward.
Thirty seconds later, Lin Qi ran back and nervously spoke to Fu Beichen, who was on the verge of exploding with rage, word by word.
"Mr. Fu, your wife no longer wants to be the wife of the richest man."
Fu Beichen: "..."
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