Chapter 4 Don't Call Me Mrs. Fu Anymore
"Burning Star, you've finally come to your senses. You're so talented, you shouldn't let your family background hold you back. I'm very pleased. Come to my studio tomorrow, and we'll talk about your comeback."
"Okay, Professor Zhou, please get some rest. I'll visit you tomorrow."
Jiang Ranxing hung up the phone and prepared to take a shower and get some rest so she would be refreshed for work tomorrow.
She noticed that her usual phone screen was constantly flickering.
Dozens of missed calls and messages.
He saw Fu Shenyuan's message and asked her to call back.
Jiang Ranxing chuckled softly. She didn't reply, but instead tossed her phone aside.
She was no longer Jiang Ranxing, who would sit by her phone every day, waiting for Fu Shenyuan to call.
The next morning, Jiang Ranxing visited Zhou Yinxiu with a pile of gifts.
Hidden Beauty Villa.
Upon seeing her beloved disciple, Zhou Yinxiu warmly embraced her.
"Teacher Zhou, it's still your favorite, Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee. I didn't make a mistake buying it, did I?"
Jiang Ranxing handed the gift to the butler standing to the side.
"Little girl, you're the one who knows how to make me happy the most. This is such a big jar, it must have cost a lot of money, don't buy such expensive things next time."
"This is a small gift for you, teacher. It's good that you're happy."
Zhou Yinxiu had instructed the chef to prepare a table full of dishes for Jiang Ranxing early in the morning, all of which were Jiang Ranxing's favorite foods.
“I remember when you were in school, you were a very picky eater. You wouldn’t eat anything too cold or too hot. You even refused to eat fish maw chicken without it tasting like fish maw. Look, this is all made to your taste.”
Looking at the table full of delicious food, tears welled up in Jiang Ranxing's eyes.
"Why are you crying, little girl? Don't you like it? I'll have the chef make you another one."
"No, no," Jiang Ranxing waved his hands repeatedly, "I like it very much, I especially like it."
Jiang Ranxing felt a pang of sadness.
"I just haven't felt loved for so long that I couldn't control myself," Jiang Ranxing said. "It's been a very long time since anyone cared about what I liked or disliked."
This is true in marriage.
Since getting married, Jiang Ranxing's focus has been on Fu Shenyuan.
She remembered everything Fu Shenyuan liked and disliked.
As for her, Fu Shenyuan never cared about her.
The bride's family is like water spilled from a cup; once a daughter is married, she is no longer considered part of her family.
Her parents were sexist and treated her like an ATM, while they valued her younger brother more and paid little attention to her after she got married.
Although Zhou Yinxiu is not related to her by blood, she is the one who cares most about her well-being right now.
Whether it's family or career issues, Zhou Yinxiu will patiently and sincerely help her.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhou."
"Silly girl." Zhou Yinxiu touched Jiang Ranxing's overly thin face, knowing that she was not having a good time.
“I’ve watched you grow up since you were a baby. To me, you’re like my own daughter. There’s no need for thanks.”
Jiang Ranxing was extremely grateful.
It turns out that love and not love are really obvious; she just deceived herself for too long and was unwilling to open her eyes to reality.
The teacher loves her.
Her husband, son, and parents don't love her.
This is an indisputable fact.
She no longer wanted to be someone who walked with her eyes closed.
After having dinner, the two talked about work for a while, and then Jiang Ranxing had to leave.
"Xiaoxing, have you thought it through? What about your husband?"
"Yes, I've thought it through. Divorce is the best option. I'll talk to him about it. After that, I just want to focus on my career."
Zhou Yinxiu: "Okay, I support you no matter what. I've arranged for someone to spread the news that Ember.J is making a comeback. The studio and assistants are still the same as they were six years ago. You just focus on design and leave everything else to me."
"Thank you so much."
Green Mountain Villa.
The private doctor came and gave Fu Xingyi a thorough examination, put him on an IV drip, and then left the bedroom to send a message to Jiang Ranxing.
【Madam, the young master is recovering well. Just pay attention to his diet and keep up with his IV drips as scheduled.】
A few seconds later, Jiang Ranxing replied.
Okay, thank you for your hard work.
When Dr. Zhao turned around, she almost bumped into Fu Shenyuan.
Before he knew it, Fu Shenyuan appeared behind him, his gaze fixed on his phone screen.
Dr. Zhao explained, "My wife asked me to report on the young master's condition."
Fu Shenyuan's gaze was deep as he looked at Jiang Ranxing's reply.
"Ask where your wife is."
"Okay...what?" Dr. Zhao said, "Should I ask about your wife?"
Why did Mr. Fu ask him such a personal question?
This isn't appropriate; it might offend Mrs. Fu.
Fu Shenyuan's face darkened: "Just ask, I told you to."
Dr. Zhao had no choice but to comply.
[Madam, where are you now?]
No one replied.
Dr. Zhao could only send one more message.
[Madam, where are you now?]
It took a while before Jiang Ranxing replied.
Tell him I'll be waiting for him at the company; if he wants to see me, he can come to the office.
Dr. Zhao was sweating profusely.
Fu Shenyuan swept his gaze across the room, his aura becoming extremely low, like frost.
Without saying anything, he instructed the butler, "Prepare the car, we're going to the company headquarters."
Jiang Ranxing stood beneath the tallest building in City A and looked up.
Unattainable, just like the relationship between her and Fu Shenyuan.
She used to want to work hard to stand next to the people at the top and be with Fu Shenyuan.
Now, she no longer has that thought.
She could stand there on her own, by herself alone.
Jiang Ranxing went down to the first floor and said to the receptionist, "Contact the president's assistant and tell him that Jiang Ranxing has arrived."
In the past, she would always say, "Mrs. Fu has arrived."
Now she only felt that the title "Mrs. Fu" was really grating, like a boneless vine that could only cling to Fu Shenyuan, this big tree.
That's too humiliating.
The receptionist was quite surprised, but still did as she asked and called a private elevator for Jiang Ranxing.
The elevator slowly ascended, and the scenery outside became smaller and smaller.
As Jiang Ranxing stood higher and higher, his heart became calmer and calmer.
When the harsh reality is almost upon us, I feel strangely calm.
After crying and complaining, you have to be strong for yourself.
Presidential assistant Tan Shen was waiting at the entrance of the president's private elevator. Upon seeing Jiang Ranxing, he bowed politely.
“Madam, I have prepared refreshments in Mr. Fu’s private lounge. You may go there and wait.”
Tan Shen is a very professional person. He has always been polite and considerate to Jiang Ranxing, unlike others who fawn over others and only fawn over Lin Xuesha.
"No need, I'll wait for him in the reception room."
Jiang Ranxing turned in the opposite direction.
"Also, please stop calling me Mrs. Fu. Just call me by my name."
With just one look, Tan Shen understood. "Miss Jiang, please come to the reception room."
Tan Shen was a shrewd person, and he knew perfectly well why Jiang Ranxing's attitude was so different from before.
However, it was only a matter of time before President Fu became too indulgent in pampering Miss Lin.
However, as an outsider, he had no reason to say anything.
After arranging things for Jiang Ranxing, he went to the elevator to wait. He estimated that President Fu would arrive in about ten minutes.
When Fu Shenyuan came out of the elevator, his expression was visibly unpleasant.
It wasn't because he looked haggard; outwardly, he still appeared dignified and radiant.
However, one could sense an inner sense of dejection and despondency about him.
Tan Shen didn't dare to say much and respectfully opened the door for Fu Shenyuan.
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