Chapter 194 Jiang Shiyuan, do you really have to go this far?
Jiang Shiyuan stared wide-eyed at Fu Chenzhou's calm and composed face, her heart pounding in her chest like a little dove's wings trembling.
Xing Zhen was also stunned by the president's sudden and explosive confession. He had looked fierce, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but smile!
Two loan sharks turned out to be two complete idiots.
I thought I could finally have some fun tonight, but I ended up jumping into a huge pit!
That damned Jiang Yongxiao, he's a complete scoundrel! Don't let them see him again, or I'll beat him up every time I see him!
"Call your boss, hurry up!" Xing Zhenhan urged, kicking the bastard on the ground.
The man laboriously pulled out his phone and called his boss.
Xing Zhen snatched it away, pressed the speakerphone button, and a lazy voice came from the other end:
"Have you managed to win over that little wench yet?"
"Boss Qian." Xing Zhen coldly raised her lips and spoke on behalf of Fu Chenzhou.
This kind of lowlife is not worthy of speaking directly to President Fu.
Mr. Qian was taken aback. "Who are you?"
"Your two dogs were trying to take advantage of Mr. Fu's girlfriend, no matter what. Mr. Fu caught them red-handed, and they are now under our control."
Xing Zhen kicked the man in the stomach again, and the man cried out in pain. The sound came through the phone: "Fortunately, our Miss Jiang is not seriously injured. Our CEO Fu cut off one of his ears as an apology to Miss Jiang."
"If anything happens to Miss Jiang, our CEO Fu won't just leave her with one ear. He'll uproot Sheng Lian completely. If you don't believe me, Mr. Qian, you're welcome to try."
Upon hearing this, the two henchmen were so frightened that they trembled like leaves, completely losing the arrogance they had shown when they were teasing Jiang Shiyuan.
"Who...who is your General Manager Fu?!" Boss Qian's voice trembled slightly, clearly stunned.
"Mr. Fu from Lighttrack Ventures."
There was a moment of silence on the other end. A few seconds later, Boss Qian appeared, all smiles, his demeanor shifting from arrogant to obsequious:
"Hahaha... So it's President Fu! I've heard so much about you! It was my men who were blind and offended Miss Jiang. I'll bring a generous gift and visit Miss Jiang to apologize another day!"
Upon hearing this, Xing Zhen looked at Fu Chenzhou, observing his expression.
The man remained silent, but his brows suddenly furrowed.
Xing Zhenxin understood and said coldly, "Let's skip the meeting. Your dog offended Miss Jiang tonight, and she was quite frightened. If you really want to apologize, then you should spread the word tomorrow—"
"Anyone in your underworld who dares to lay a finger on Miss Jiang is going against our CEO, Mr. Fu. I hope your men don't have the bad memory of a belt without a hole; you'd better remember this well!"
"Yes, yes, yes...definitely, definitely!"
Boss Qian yelled at his men, "You damn bastards! Apologize to Miss Jiang right now! Get back here right now!"
The two men knelt down and begged for mercy, repeatedly calling Jiang Shiyuan "Grandma" as they apologized. Then they picked up their ears and ran away in a panic.
The corridor, which was once fraught with danger, has now returned to silence.
Jiang Shiyuan clenched her fists tightly, her trembling body pressed against the red-painted door panel, barely managing to hold on.
"Call someone over and clean this place up," Fu Chenzhou ordered in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over the woman's pale face.
"Yes, Mr. Fu." After saying that, Xing Zhen left.
Fu Chenzhou's breathing was slightly heavy, his handsome face exuding an air of refined indifference, like the night mist rising from a dark, cold pool in the eastern forest.
He approached her step by step.
Jiang Shiyuan had never experienced anything like this before. She was still shaken, and her eyes were still empty.
So much so that even when Fu Chenzhou was right in front of her, she still didn't notice.
Suddenly, Jiang Shiyuan felt a cool, icy touch on her cheek. She looked up in surprise and met the man's deep, dark eyes.
Fu Chenzhou's rough fingertips brushed lightly across her cheek, like a feather gently wiping away the drop of blood.
"Thanks……"
Looking into the man's alluring eyes, Jiang Shiyuan instantly relaxed, her body leaning forward uncontrollably, and she fell into his arms.
Fu Chenzhou immediately opened his arms and hugged her, swallowing silently.
He touched her trembling back, his hand covered in red paint, but he showed no disgust. Instead, he wanted to pick her up and carry her in his arms.
"I'm fine..."
Jiang Shiyuan's forehead was covered in cold sweat, her moist eyelashes lowered, and she pushed his chest, "It's all red paint, don't get your clothes dirty."
Fu Chenzhou looked down at her and said, "It's just a piece of clothing, so what if it's dirty?"
She shook her head. "It's always hundreds of thousands... I don't have the money right now, I can't afford to pay you back."
Fu Chenzhou felt a lump in his throat and was instantly unable to speak.
Ignoring Jiang Shiyuan's resistance, he grabbed her slender waist and suddenly picked her up, his chest filled with an overwhelming surge of emotion.
"Password," he asked in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Shiyuan's long eyelashes trembled, "0709..."
It was her mother's voice.
Two beeps sounded, and the door opened.
Fu Chenzhou hugged her tightly and stepped into the dark living room, his voice cool, yet even hoarseer than before:
"I've never made you pay for anything, it's always you who does it."
Is it always the same?
Jiang Shiyuan was too tired tonight. Her mind was blank, and she was too lazy to think. She just wanted to sleep.
Fu Chenzhou gently placed her on the sofa, turned on the light, found the kettle, skillfully boiled water, adjusted it to the right temperature, and handed her the water cup.
"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Jiang Shiyuan accepted it, holding it in both hands. Even though it was her own home, she looked thin, small, and pitiful as she sat there.
He was clearly frightened.
In less than six months, she experienced kidnapping and being splashed with red paint by loan sharks. If she were an ordinary girl, she would have been traumatized or even suffered a mental breakdown.
But she still struggled to hold on.
Fu Chenzhou lowered his eyelashes, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged and throbbed one by one before returning to calm.
Jiang Shiyuan took a sip of warm water, and the warmth gradually spread throughout her stiff and cold body. She raised the corners of her lips slightly with satisfaction.
She suddenly remembered that in the past five years, when she was feeling unwell, even asking Xie Jinghuai to pour her a glass of hot water was a luxury.
She remembered that when Tongtong was one year old, she developed premature ventricular contractions due to anxiety and long-term sleep deprivation. One night, she was awakened by her rapidly beating heart. She didn't even dare to knock on Xie Jinghuai's door, but instead asked Butler Ning to take her to the hospital.
Later, she gradually realized that Xie Jinghuai was never her husband, but a god high above her.
She admired him, looked up to him, and harbored a heart full of inferiority and insignificance. She thought that as long as she stayed by his side, it wouldn't matter if he didn't love her; she would be content with that.
In retrospect, she overestimated herself.
A marriage where one party gives is like a castle in the air without a foundation; it won't withstand wind and rain, but it will eventually collapse over time.
Jiang Shiyuan calmed down and blinked her bright eyes curiously:
"Mr. Fu, how could you..."
"Don't misunderstand."
Fu Chenzhou stood in front of her, his deep eyes staring at her, inscrutable and devoid of warmth. "I came to find you because Banban has something she asked me to deliver to you."
She was stunned. "Banban gave it to me?"
"Strawberry cake. He heard that you like sweets, Aunt Jiang, so he asked Xing Zhen to take him and we stood in line for more than an hour in the cold wind to buy it for you. We were so cold that our noses were running."
Fu Chenzhou pinched the bridge of his nose, looking both distressed and annoyed. "Banban said that the cake wouldn't taste good if it was left overnight, and that I had to bring it to you tonight. Ha, what a son, he's really pushing his dad to the limit."
Jiang Shiyuan chuckled, "Then I really have to thank Banban properly, he's my benefactor."
If it weren't for him, Mr. Fu, you wouldn't have arrived in time tonight and saved me. I might already be...
When you get back, please thank Banban properly for me. I'll prepare a gift for him in a few days.
Fu Chenzhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he felt a tightness in his chest.
He was the one who saved her, so how did it become that he benefited from his son's fame? He felt uneasy.
Outside the door, Xing Zhen and his men were cleaning the entrance, the sound of swishing filling the air.
"I said that tonight to prevent future troubles. Don't misunderstand." Fu Chenzhou sat down on the sofa on the left, spreading his long legs, his large, strong hands showing prominent veins, exuding a strong sense of power.
The butterfly knife, which had just cut off someone's ear, was still stained with blood, and it spun magically between his fingers.
Jiang Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyes, not daring to look closely:
"I understand. Do you think I wouldn't even have that much self-awareness?"
Fu Chenzhou pursed his lips into a thin line and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know who's causing you trouble?"
"Hmm." Jiang Shiyuan's eyes reddened.
Who is it?
“Mr. Fu, you’ve already helped me a lot. I can handle the rest myself.” She didn’t give a direct answer.
The butterfly knife in the man's fingertips paused suddenly, then spun rapidly again.
"If you feel uneasy living in your home, tell me and I can help you find a better place."
"No need, I'm not that fragile. And I don't want to owe you any more favors." She still refused him.
Fu Chenzhou's tone was somewhat agitated, "Jiang Shiyuan, is it really necessary for you to be like this?"
Jiang Shiyuan was extremely sleepy at the moment, and looked at his face, which was tinged with anger, through a hazy gaze:
"How...?"
"One thing at a time. Given Yongheng Technology's current reputation and financial situation, trying to attract investment from Guangji is simply a pipe dream. I am the president of Guangji, and all my decisions must be made with profit in mind and I must be responsible to Guangji."
Fu Chenzhou's firm chest heaved. "I refused you at work, so you hold a grudge? You refuse any help I offer?"
Even if I weren't acting as the president of Lighttrack, but rather as Fu Yansi's father?
His words were delivered in a questioning tone, and even with a hint of resentment.
Jiang Shiyuan blinked, not understanding where his anger came from.
She had never understood men, neither Xie Jinghuai nor Fu Chenzhou. They were like cats and dogs, unpredictable and fickle.
"President Fu, please come out for a moment." Xing Zhen's voice came from outside the door, breaking the awkward atmosphere.
Fu Chenzhou, his body radiating resentment, turned and strode away from the living room.
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