Chapter Sixty-Two: Her Husband is Too Rich, Huo Junjun Becomes Suspicious
"Hengzhi, what is it?"
When Fu Leiting saw that his son's smile was strange, he felt that his son was about to do something wasteful again.
"Could it be Zhou Mengying from the Zhou family who's come to beg you? I'm warning you, the Zhou family is currently undergoing bankruptcy liquidation. If you dare to help the Zhou family, I won't let you off the hook!"
Fu Hengzhi thought of Zhou Mengying and his eyes darkened: "Dad, she has already found someone better, she doesn't need my help."
"Oh? They owe the Huo Group 500 million yuan. Which family in Jiangcheng would dare to help her?"
"It's the Huo family of Kyoto."
"!"
Fu Leiting sensed something was wrong: "Hengzhi, have you lost your mind?"
Fu Hengzhi explained, "Ying'er said it herself. The Huo family is not suppressing the Zhou family, but using this opportunity to make her go to the capital to become Mrs. Huo. Huo Zhan also plans to give her Huo Group shares."
"!!!"
Fu Leiting laughed in exasperation: "You actually believe that?"
Fu Hengzhi: "In short, Ying'er and I broke up peacefully, and to be honest, I was the one who wronged her first. Dad, please don't pursue the Zhou family any further."
Fu Leiting was in a bad mood when he heard that Fu Hengzhi seemed to be having trouble thinking.
"Get lost. Don't get in my way."
"Then take your time playing."
Fu Hengzhi put down his golf club and had only taken two steps when Fu Leiting's phone rang. Suddenly—
"Get back here!"
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Fu Hengzhi turned his head and saw Fu Leiting rush over and slap him across the face, angrily rebuking him:
"Someone just called me and said you raised 500 million yuan from those rich young men in Jiangcheng! Is that true?!"
Fu Hengzhi covered his slapped cheek and said impatiently, "Dad, you've already slapped me! And you're still asking me if it's true?"
"Where's the money! Where did those five hundred million go?!"
"I opened a five-thousand-year super emperor account for Su Su, Dad. Don't worry, once I marry her, all the money will be back."
"You! You! You!"
Fu Leiting grabbed a golf club and swung it at him, but before he could hit him, he suddenly suffered a heart attack.
Fu Hengzhi quickly supported him: "Dad! Are you alright? Dad, hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital!"
"So majestic, so majestic..."
The ambulance sped past the intersection in front of the jewelry club.
In the jewelry studio, with the patient explanation of the professional designer, Su Muchi finally selected a diamond ring with a simple yet exquisite design.
The main diamond is cut into a unique crescent shape, surrounded by a dense ring of small diamonds, like stars surrounding the moon.
The designer gently pushed an exquisite price list in front of her, saying, "This is the detailed price list for the style you selected. Please take a look."
Su Muchi's gaze fell on the final column, the total price, and her pupils contracted sharply: [Design fee plus craftsmanship fee and main diamond cost, totaling: 200 million yuan.]
"Two hundred million? That's so expensive!"
She had barely finished speaking when a deep voice came: "Anything that can be worn on my wife's wrist, no matter how expensive, is an honor for them. Am I right, Mrs. Huo?"
She subconsciously looked up at Huo Zhan, who had ended his call sometime earlier and was walking towards her.
Su Muchi's heart suddenly raced out of control, and her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
Then she realized that he was, after all, the deputy director of the radio station, and she, as his nominal wife, shouldn't say things that would lower his status in public.
She nodded: "Yes, as long as Mr. Huo thinks it's okay, it's fine."
Huo Zhan turned to the designer and said, "This one, it must be perfect."
The designer readily agreed, "Please rest assured, sir, it will be ready for pickup in fifteen business days."
Even after leaving the jewelry club, Su Muci was still in a daze.
How could Huo Zhan afford so much money? Giving a villa would be fine, since the two of them live together anyway, but a diamond ring that's clearly just a formality doesn't seem necessary to be so expensive.
Did GX Radio attract new investment?
While Huo Zhan was still inside handing over instructions, she secretly sent Huo Junjun a text message: [Junjun, has your brother become rich lately?]
...
Huo Junjun was sitting on the soft sofa in the apartment with her hair disheveled.
The television was playing a noisy variety show, but it couldn't touch her heart at all.
The swaying images before my eyes were gradually replaced by fragments of that quiet ward in Kyoto Hospital five years ago.
She was a freshman in college when a sudden bout of acute appendicitis left her alone in a hospital bed in a foreign land, writhing in pain.
Cheng Siyu was with her.
He was calm and composed, ten years older than her, and became her only support when she was most helpless.
The clearest memory is of the post-operative anesthesia wearing off, and the wound starting to throb with pain. Tears welled up uncontrollably, but she didn't want to show weakness and cry out loud, so she could only bite her lower lip tightly.
When Cheng Siyu came to see her, he happened to see her. He didn't ask any questions, but silently moved a chair to sit by her bed and offered her his arm.
"If it hurts too much, bite this."
His voice was deep and calm, carrying a power that could soothe the soul.
Huo Junjun was in so much pain that she almost lost her mind. She actually grabbed his arm and bit down hard.
She heard him let out a suppressed groan and felt the muscles in his arm tense instantly, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he gently patted her back with his other hand...
Only when the pain subsided slightly and she released her grip did she see the clear, blood-tinged teeth marks on his tanned arm.
Guilt overwhelmed her instantly: "I'm so sorry!"
Cheng Siyu simply pulled down his sleeve to cover the marks, his tone revealing no emotion: "Pain needs to be released, it's better than keeping it inside."
After that, he took even better care of her.
He would carefully place a hot water bottle under her cold wrists while she was receiving an IV drip;
I will remember the Kyoto traditional pastries she casually mentioned wanting to eat, and bring them to her when I come to visit her;
When she was agitated because of her hospitalization, he would read her some soothing poems or prose in his deep, pleasant voice.
His thoughtfulness was silent, never crossing any boundaries, yet always precisely soothing all her anxieties.
In that fragile and dependent environment, Huo Junjun quietly fell in love with this man who was ten years older than her and as steady as a mountain.
She was captivated by the gentleness beneath his calm tone, and even more so by the tooth mark on his arm that belonged to her.
But now...
He remembered her asking him last night if he really had no feelings for her, and his answer: "No."
Those memories she cherished were perhaps just a matter of his uncle's orders and his innate gentlemanly manners, having nothing to do with romantic feelings.
Huo Junjun pulled herself out of her memories, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.
My phone vibrated; it was a message from Su Muchi.
Huo Junjun frowned when she saw the letter, then suddenly remembered that Mu Ci and her brother had registered their marriage yesterday! Wasn't yesterday their wedding night?
A surge of gossip slightly masked the disappointment and gloom that had permeated the entire night.
She forced a relaxed tone and sent a voice message: "Mu Ci, why do you ask that? Did my brother do well on our wedding night? Hmm?"
Su Muci's reply popped up: "Nothing happened last night, but we went to order our wedding rings today. I chose a diamond ring set worth 200 million, and he paid for it."
Huo Junjun's pupils dilated in surprise.
"Two hundred million? Are you sure?!"
That's not right! My brother's entire fortune doesn't even add up to that amount!
She suddenly remembered something and sent another voice message to Su Muci: "Muci, you said last time that my brother bought you a villa, but you still haven't told me where it is?"
Su Muchi: [Yunjing Mansion, full payment.]
"Holy crap!"
Huo Junjun was so shocked by the name of the villa she sent that she blurted out a curse.
Yunjingfu is a super-luxury detached villa area in Jiangcheng, with a total of only six villas, each costing 600 million yuan!
How could my brother possibly afford it?
She frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Mu Ci, I'll send you a restaurant address later. I'll treat you two to dinner!"
"But don't tell him you're meeting me yet, lest he run away!"
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