Chapter 87 The Gift Fu Siyu Prepared for Shen Qingshu
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingshu put down her phone and went to take a shower.
A dozen minutes later, Shen Qingshu came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.
The phone on the bed is vibrating.
It was Wen Jingxi calling.
Shen Qingshu answered the phone, "Is it done?"
Something's not right.
On the other end of the phone, Wen Jingxi said in a serious tone, "I contacted several media outlets and even asked marketing accounts, but they all refused as soon as they heard that Fu Siyan was involved."
Shen Qingshu frowned. "Even adding money won't work?"
"They didn't even ask the price; clearly, Fu Siyan had made arrangements beforehand."
Shen Qingshu had anticipated that revealing the information online wouldn't go smoothly, but she hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
She thought that at most it would be like last time, after she made the revelation, Fu Siyan paid to remove the trending topic and wipe out all traces of her online.
What she was betting on was the little bit of time before Fu Siyan removed the trending topic.
Unexpectedly, Fu Siyan had already taken precautions.
He really didn't give her a single chance!
“There’s one more thing,” Wen Jingxi said, “News about Aunt Jiang is circulating online now.”
"What?" Shen Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition instantly washing over her. "What news?"
"Marketing accounts are spreading rumors that Aunt Jiang killed her husband five years ago because she had an affair."
"Impossible!" Shen Qingshu's voice rose several decibels as she anxiously exclaimed, "My mother has been subjected to domestic violence. She committed manslaughter in self-defense!"
"I know, don't get agitated. I just think Aunt Jiang wasn't a celebrity, and now that she's gone, this kind of news suddenly pops up. It's obvious someone is buying publicity to create hype!"
Shen Qingshu was taken aback.
Could it have been Fu Siyan who did it?
She immediately hung up the phone and called Fu Siyan instead.
The phone rang several times before it was answered.
"Fu Siyan," Shen Qingshu asked coldly before he could speak, "Did you create the news about my mother?"
Fu Siyan did not reply.
Such silence is tantamount to acquiescence.
Shen Qingshu was completely enraged. "Why did you do this?! Fu Siyan, your mother is dead! Are you even going to use a dead person?!"
"You called me just to interrogate me?"
"What?" Shen Qingshu scoffed coldly, "You dare to do it but not admit it?"
"There's nothing I'm afraid to admit," Fu Siyan said coldly. "But you, I gave you three days to think it over, and the first thing you did when you got home was to buy articles to expose me? Shen Qingshu, how can you be so naive? Even now you're still thinking about fighting me?"
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips tightly.
“I knew you would do this.” Fu Siyan chuckled. “I also warned you long ago that you can’t outmaneuver me in Beicheng.”
Shen Qingshu's breathing became rapid, and her eyes reddened. "So, just to intimidate me, you bought marketing accounts to slander my mother? Fu Siyan, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for doing something like this?!"
“Your mother’s matter is easy to resolve. As long as you agree to my conditions now, I can make all those news articles disappear from the internet immediately.”
"You really are despicable..." Shen Qingshu sneered, tears welling up in her eyes. "Fine, I agree to your terms!"
“Then in three days, according to the travel guide you made last year, we’ll take Siyu to Yuncheng for a trip.” Fu Siyan paused, then added, “For a week.”
Shen Qingshu didn't say anything and immediately ended the call.
Wen Jingxi called immediately.
Shen Qingshu looked at the screen and felt a little ashamed for a moment.
She didn't answer.
Her phone fell onto the bed, and she raised her hand to cover her face.
Her disastrous marriage to Fu Siyan caused her to lose her only family member and left her friends who cared about her heartbroken.
At this moment, Shen Qingshu felt like a failure.
It turns out that loving the wrong person can come at such a terrible price.
If she could turn back time, she would never want to meet Fu Siyan again.
…
Fu Siyan listened to the busy tone on the phone, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
After a long while, he gave a self-deprecating smile.
He then called Shao Qing and told him to "have all the news about Jiang Yuelan removed from the internet, and also to investigate the marketing accounts that are spreading rumors about Jiang Yuelan."
"yes."
About half an hour later, Shao Qing called.
"Young Master Fu, all the news about Jiang Yuelan has been dealt with, and those marketing accounts have also been investigated. The person behind them is the same: Feng Yuncheng."
"I understand," Fu Siyan said. "Keep a close eye on what's happening online lately, and report to me immediately if anything comes up."
Shao Qing: "Understood."
After the call ended, Fu Siyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Beside him was Shen Qingshu's unfinished portrait ink painting.
The night was quiet. He looked down at the figure in the painting. Even though it was just a blurry outline, he could still recognize it at a glance. It was him in the painting.
He curled his lips into a smile, his deep, cool voice blending into the night.
"Shen Qingshu, as a reward, I've also prepared a surprise for you. I think you'll like it very much."
…
Shen Qingshu didn't sleep well last night, and her head felt a little dizzy when she woke up this morning.
My phone shows several missed calls.
They're all Wen Jingxi's.
She pursed her lips and dialed back.
Wen Jingxi answered quickly, "You finally answered my call! If you hadn't, I was going to call Qiao Xingjia and ask her to come over to your house!"
"I accidentally fell asleep last night," Shen Qingshu said somewhat awkwardly. "I'm sorry for making you worry."
"I'm glad you're alright!" Wen Jingxi paused for a moment, then added, "I noticed that all those news articles online have disappeared."
"Hmm." Shen Qingshu's voice was very soft. "Fu Siyan had it removed."
Wen Jingxi was taken aback, but he quickly understood.
He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fu Siyan is such a scoundrel, he even uses Aunt Jiang!"
“Wen Jingxi,” Shen Qingshu closed her eyes, her voice serious and heavy, “I agreed to Fu Siyan’s three conditions. Three days later, he and I will take Fu Siyu on a trip to Yuncheng.”
Wen Jingxi: "..."
“I’m so sorry,” Shen Qingshu said heavily, “I’m a disappointment, I’ve let you down.”
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Wen Jingxi panicked, "How could I be disappointed! Although I'm angry, I'm angry at Fu Siyan, not at you for being so disappointing. Don't put so much pressure on yourself. I'm a little scared of you. You wouldn't be... having prenatal depression, would you!"
Shen Qingshu was taken aback, then said helplessly, "It's not that bad. I just feel really sorry for you and Xingxing. You've both worried a lot about me these past few days."
"If you say something like that to Dr. Qiao, she'll definitely get angry with you, believe it or not?"
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips.
"Alright, since things have come to this point, we have no choice but to grit our teeth and move forward."
Wen Jingxi sighed and said, "Don't stay at home and overthink things. Get ready and come to the studio. Let's meet with Dr. Qiao at noon and discuss how best to handle the Yuncheng tourism project!"
Shen Qingshu asked doubtfully, "You have an idea?"
"Trying to take advantage of loopholes!" Wen Jingxi scoffed, "Fu Siyan only said that you should accompany him and his son, but he didn't say that our group of relatives and friends couldn't go with you!"
Shen Qingshu's eyelids twitched.
It seems that's indeed the case.
At noon, Shen Qingshu had lunch with Wen Jingxi and Qiao Xingjia.
After discussing it, the three of them decided that Wen Jingxi and Qiao Xingjia would accompany them when they went to Yuncheng!
…
Three days later, it was time to depart for Yuncheng.
Fu Siyu has been staying at the Zhou family's house for the past few days.
Fu Siyan came to the Zhou family early in the morning to pick up Fu Siyu.
In the room on the second floor, Lin Lanyi put a box into Fu Siyu's backpack.
"Sweetie, you must give this gift to your Qing Shu mom personally, but remember, don't say that your grandma picked it out for you, otherwise your Qing Shu mom definitely won't accept it!"
Fu Siyu nodded happily: "Grandma, don't worry, I won't tell Mom!"
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