Chapter 247 Fu Siyan bought himself a burial plot
Zhou Baiting put his arm around Song Lanyin's slender waist and pushed open a door.
There was no one else in the private room; a fruit platter and a wine bottle were on the table.
The heavy door to the private room closed, shutting out the noise from outside.
Song Lanyin was pinned against the wall by Zhou Baiting. The man held her slender waist with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, his lips naturally approaching hers—
"etc."
With her slender, jade-like fingertips pressed against the man's lips, Song Lanyin's red lips blazed with passion. "President Zhou, don't rush, we have the whole night to spare!"
Zhou Baiting narrowed his eyes, "Does Fu Siyan allow you to stay out all night?"
“Him…” Song Lanyin toyed with Zhou Baiting’s tie with her fingertips, “He’s useless now. He spends more time in bed sleeping than awake. He might not even know if I’ve gone back!”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Baiting raised an eyebrow. "Is Fu Siyan really seriously ill?"
Song Lanyin chuckled and looked at him, "President Zhou has already heard the rumors, why don't you believe me?"
“It’s really hard to believe.” Zhou Baiting laughed, his glasses gleaming coldly. “After all, he was the man who held the economic lifeline of Beicheng in his hands. I was even looking forward to going head-to-head with him in the business world, and it turns out he was a short-lived bastard?”
Song Lanyin sighed, her tone tinged with regret: "That's right. The reason I got engaged to him so quickly was because I was attracted by his background and power. Unfortunately, he probably won't live past this summer. As for me, I can only make plans for myself as soon as possible."
“As far as I know,” Zhou Baiting said, stroking Song Lanyin’s delicate skin with his fingertips, “his ex-wife gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and he brought the boy back to the Fu family to be recognized as a member of the clan.”
“Yes!” Song Lanyin frowned, her tone suddenly becoming somewhat dissatisfied. “Speaking of this makes me angry. Fu Siyan has found a successor, but I’m just a fiancée he hasn’t even gotten to know yet. If he passes away, I’m afraid I won’t get any benefit at all!”
"If that's the case, how about I help you get rid of the child?"
Song Lanyin frowned. "President Zhou, you're joking, right?"
Zhou Baiting scrutinized Song Lanyin, a smirk playing on his lips as he asked, "What? You don't dare?"
Song Lanyin pushed him away abruptly, "Of course I wouldn't dare! I'm only after money and profit, I don't want to get involved in someone's death!"
"A woman who isn't ruthless won't have a stable position." Zhou Baiting walked over to the sofa, sat down, poured two glasses of foreign liquor, and handed one to Song Lanyin.
Song Lanyin took the wine glass and sat down on another sofa, her long legs crossed, her body leaning gently against the armrest, her curves perfect.
She swirled the wine in her glass, gazing at Zhou Baiting with seductive eyes, "I really want to be a wealthy socialite, but if it means risking someone's life for the sake of climbing the social ladder, no amount of money can buy peace of mind. Mr. Zhou, I may love money, but that doesn't mean I'm a bad woman!"
The woman's voice in the last sentence was coquettish, with a hint of a vixen's charm.
Zhou Baiting raised an eyebrow; he thought Song Lanyin was a smart woman.
She knows how to charm men.
She also understands men's vanity very well.
But he has no intention of giving up.
Zhou Baiting sneered, "Miss Song should understand the principle of eradicating the root of the problem."
"If that's how it is, then I have even less reason to care about that child!" Song Lanyin said dismissively. "Fu Siyan's ex-wife hates him to death. She's fighting hard for custody of the child. I just need to give her a little push from the shadows, and the child will soon leave the Fu family. As for the Fu family's assets..."
She paused here, took a sip of foreign liquor, and said quietly, "Fu Baisheng has been making quite a few moves lately. The Fu family is in a turbulent situation right now, and Fu Baisheng intends to promote his son outside the family to the position. In other words, given the current state of the Fu family, the Fu family's assets are no longer going to Fu Siyan's child."
Zhou Baiting's eyes flickered slightly. "What is Fu Siyan's attitude now?"
“What attitude can you have when you’re about to lose your life!” Song Lanyin paused, then said, “However, he’s been in contact with that piece of land in the northern suburbs recently. I heard that it’s a key government project and will be connected to the import trade of Pier No. 8. But I think he might be trying to use this project to launder Fu’s money. I guess he’s still unwilling to hand over the empire he’s worked so hard for to that illegitimate son, Fu Baisheng.”
“That’s more like something Fu Siyan would do,” Zhou Baiting said with a faint smile.
After all, the Fu family's current success is all thanks to Fu Siyan.
He had already investigated and found that Fu's Group had financial problems before Fu Baisheng's plane crash.
Therefore, strictly speaking, if it weren't for Fu Siyan, the Fu family might not have achieved what it has today.
Now that Fu Baisheng has returned with his illegitimate child and is reaping the benefits, it's no wonder Fu Siyan can't swallow this insult.
Zhou Baiting looked at Song Lanyin and asked, "Besides that piece of land in the northern suburbs, does Fu Siyan have any other plans?"
Song Lanyin swirled her wine glass, thought for a moment, and said, "He bought himself a burial plot with very good feng shui, does that count?"
Zhou Baiting raised an eyebrow, "You don't even want to live in the Fu family cemetery anymore?"
"Please!" Song Lanyin rolled her eyes. "Fu Baisheng is about to expel Qin Fang from the family register and is about to bring down Fu Siyan for the sake of his illegitimate child. Do you think Fu Baisheng would be willing to let Fu Siyan be buried in the Fu family cemetery after he dies? Even if Fu Baisheng were willing, would someone as proud as Fu Siyan be willing?"
Zhou Baiting smiled, his mood improving considerably.
"I really didn't expect Fu Siyan to end up like this."
"Alright!" Song Lanyin put down her wine glass, walked over and sat down next to Zhou Baiting, hooking her fingers around his tie. "I've told you everything Mr. Zhou wanted to know. Now, can we talk about our cooperation?"
Zhou Baiting grabbed her slender waist and pressed her down on the sofa. "Ms. Song, how would you like to discuss this?"
"I'll help you get that piece of land in the northern suburbs. In return, after Fu Siyan dies, you'll marry me and become Mrs. Zhou. I won't ask you to remain chaste for me. As long as you pay me enough, I'd even be willing to let you take care of your mistress during her postpartum period, okay?"
Zhou Baiting narrowed his eyes slightly behind his glasses. "Miss Song is so sensible?"
"I'm clear-headed. How many wealthy couples don't engage in such activities?"
Song Lanyin laughed shamelessly, "I'm an orphan, all alone, and I don't care about emotional value. I just want a title and endless money. Fu Siyan can't satisfy me anymore. Mr. Zhou, how about taking over?"
Zhou Baiting sized up Song Lanyin. "Miss Song, I, Zhou, value marriage between equals. You are an orphan girl. Do you think you can become Mrs. Zhou just because of a few words? Isn't that a bit too much to ask?"
"How about I bring my dowry?"
Song Lanyin hooked her arm around Zhou Baiting's neck, pressed her red lips to his ear, and said in a soft and charming voice: "When I got engaged to Fu Siyan, he transferred five percent of Fu's shares to me. If you are willing to marry me, I can consider giving up those five percent of shares. Of course, you still have to give me money."
Five percent of the Fu family's shares are a valuable asset that everyone in the business world knows.
Zhou Baiting smiled and said, "Deal."
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Song Lanyin's chin and lowered his head to kiss the woman's red lips fiercely—
"Of ten men, seven are dull, eight are fools, and nine are bad..."
Zhou Baiting paused, his expression darkening, clearly displeased with the sudden ringing of his cell phone.
Song Lanyin patted his shoulder, "Sorry, this is a downer. I need to take this call."
Zhou Baiting left, raising his hand to adjust his glasses.
Song Lanyin sat up straight and answered the phone in front of Zhou Baiting, "Dr. Qin."
The man's angry voice came from the other end: "Where are you? Do you know that Siyan has coughed up blood again?!"
In the quiet private room, Song Lanyin could clearly hear the angry voice of the man on the other end of her phone.
Song Lanyin stood up. "I came to a friend's birthday party. Siyan was perfectly fine before I left home. How did she suddenly start vomiting blood?"
The man said impatiently, "Come back right now, he might need to go to the hospital!"
"Okay, I'll be right back!"
After hanging up the phone, Song Lanyin's anxious expression instantly turned into disdain and impatience.
"I'm not a doctor, what use would I be if I went back! This sickly person can't be separated from me for even a day!"
After complaining, Song Lanyin looked at Zhou Baiting and said, "Mr. Zhou, I have to go back now. Let's make an appointment next time."
Zhou Baiting smiled and said, "I look forward to meeting Miss Song again."
Song Lanyin smiled charmingly, "Let's meet at a hotel next time. Nightclubs are a bit too flashy."
Zhou Baiting chuckled softly, "Alright, I'll do whatever Miss Song says."
Actually, after spending time with Song Lanyin tonight, Zhou Baiting found that he quite liked her bold and decisive personality.
If she could really bring me that piece of land and five percent of Fu's shares, then marrying her and making her Mrs. Zhou would seem quite suitable.
…
After emerging from the human realm, Song Lanyin called her subordinates back. "You acted quite well just now. Also, make arrangements for the psychologist that Shen Qingshu previously consulted. Fu Siyan wants to see him. Be careful with this matter."
The person on the other end replied, "Yes, I'll take care of it right away."
After hanging up the phone, Song Lanyin walked towards where she had parked her car.
Just as I unlocked the car door and was about to open it, I suddenly saw Wen Jingxi helping a man walk towards the parking lot.
Song Lanyin paused.
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