On the way to the Fu Group, I should have breathed a sigh of relief thinking that Fu Qichuan was finally willing to start doubting Wen Fang and his daughter.
Grandpa's death and his parents' death may both have a meaning this time.
But deep down, I still felt a little uneasy.
I can’t explain it.
When I arrived at Fu's, I felt an atmosphere that was completely different from the past. Everyone was walking in a hurry and had a serious look on their faces.
As soon as we got out of the elevator to the top floor, the atmosphere reached its peak.
Qin Ze personally waited for me in the elevator and took me to the president's office. Seeing the inquiry in my expression, he sighed, "What happened online has had a huge impact on the group. Now, several projects that were just about to be completed have their counterparts taking a wait-and-see attitude."
I frowned. "Is it really that serious?"
It seems that Zhou Fang is indeed very capable. With just one move, he caused a crisis that the Fu family had not encountered in recent days.
"Yeah, no one expected that."
Qin Ze glanced towards the CEO's office again and said, "Boss Fu hasn't slept a wink since the incident yesterday."
I was silent and didn't say anything.
I don't know how to respond to this. From a professional perspective, I am an employee who has already left the company. From a personal perspective, I am the ex-wife who is about to part ways with me.
Qin Ze pushed open the door of the president's office, and when I walked in, I saw a man with an outstanding figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, answering the phone.
There was a flickering light at his fingertips, and he blew out a smoke ring. His voice was sharp and decisive, "Don't give up even a little bit. You'd better stop them from taking advantage of the situation!"
After throwing these words out, he threw his phone on the coffee table in annoyance.
Perhaps he caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye, he turned around and looked at me, his dark eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.
"You're here."
His voice was warm and deep, yet revealed a hint of fatigue that was difficult to conceal.
"Um."
I walked over to the sofa and sat down, then took the coffee from Qin Ze and said, "Thank you."
After Qin Ze left, Fu Qichuan stood up and walked over, adjusting his tie with one hand. When he got closer, I saw the red bloodshot in his eyes.
Qin Ze really didn't lie.
Fu Qichuan sat down and subconsciously wanted to put out the cigarette butt on the inside of his wrist, but then he seemed to notice my gaze and pressed it into the ashtray.
Something in my heart pricked me, and I frowned slightly. "Come on, is this how you got the burn on your hand?"
In fact, I had guessed this before, but when I saw him about to do it with my own eyes, I had a different feeling.
His depression...I'm afraid it hasn't improved at all.
Fu Qichuan drooped his eyelashes slightly, avoiding my gaze unnaturally, "Yeah."
Then, he calmly changed the subject, "Auntie, is everything okay?"
"Nothing serious."
I answered truthfully and smiled again, "Thank you for the bodyguards. Have them take turns guarding the hospital and help me keep an eye on what's going on in my aunt's ward. Just make sure Lin Guoan doesn't cause any more trouble or hurt anyone."
Fu Qichuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the time. "Well, it's already late. They are almost at the hospital."
"So soon?"
I was slightly surprised.
He shouldn't take my affairs so seriously.
He curled his lips in self-mockery and said calmly, "You make me feel that I am an unforgivable person in your eyes."
"Not really."
Except in marriage, he is not a good husband.
Most of the time, he's a good guy.
I got back to the point. "You called me over here to ask about what Fu Jinan said, about Wen Fang being the mistress?"
A hint of pain flashed across his cold brows, "Yeah."
In fact, I know that his feelings for Wen Fang were not completely like that of a family member, but just a kind of comfort. However, after Wen Fang became a vegetable for him, his trust in Wen Fang deepened to a certain extent.
It can be said that since his grandfather passed away, Wen Fang has probably become the only warmth he can get from his family.
But now...if what Fu Jinan said was true, then his view of family affection would be completely shattered.
Emotions that have lasted for more than ten or twenty years will be shattered together.
For those who grew up in an unhappy family, experiencing this again may be another heavy blow.
However, I do not agree with Uncle Qi's approach. For some things, a short pain is worse than a long one.
I looked at Fu Qichuan steadily, "Will you believe what I say?"
His voice was gentle, "Letter."
He must have thought about it for a long time before deciding to ask me, so he answered without hesitation.
Now, I no longer had any reservations. I picked up my coffee and took a sip. "Let me tell you what I said in the ward that day..."
"Brother Qi Chuan!"
The office door was suddenly pushed open without any warning, accompanied by a crisp female voice, which interrupted me forcefully.
The next second, Shen Xingyu walked in wearing a limited edition Xiangjia dress and white high-heeled boots.
On her delicate face was a sweet and bright smile. "I've brought you the contract!"
At first glance, she was the daughter of a wealthy family who used money and pampering to raise her.
Confident, straightforward, flamboyant and arrogant.
However, the smile on her face froze for a moment when she saw me in the office.
She looked at Fu Qichuan and said in a soft voice, "Brother Qichuan, who is she?"
Fu Qichuan frowned calmly and introduced in a low voice: "My wife."
“???”
Shen Xingyu's eyes widened, and she pointed her delicate finger at me. "Isn't your wife the woman on the trending search? The one who's not as pretty as her!"
The look he gave me was full of vigilance!
"That's my step-daughter."
Fu Qichuan threw out this remark with great effect.
Shen Xingyu was stunned. After a moment's reaction, she cursed through gritted teeth, "You bastard Zhou Fang! You knew I had the wrong person, but you didn't tell me!"
"contract."
As Fu Qichuan spoke, he stretched out his hand with bony fingers.
Shen Xingyu then remembered her business, handed him the contract, and eagerly went to sit next to him. "Brother Qi Chuan, I heard you're getting a divorce. Is your relationship with her not going well?"
Fu Qichuan stood up and moved away, his attitude cold, "Anything else?"
It was obvious that she was being ordered to leave, but she was bold and direct, "I want to marry you, is that a problem?"
"It seems that the Shen family's family tradition is average."
After Fu Qichuan finished his comments and briefly reviewed the contract, he called Qin Ze in and handed him the contract. "Send it to the legal department for review and see him off."
In front of me, Shen Xingyu felt a little embarrassed and stood up unhappily. "The more you act like this, the more I want to marry you! I must marry you!"
After saying that, he left in a hurry, and before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at me fiercely.
One can imagine how much the Shen family spoiled her.
Fu Jinan still knew how to pretend in front of others, but she didn't even bother to pretend, and just expressed herself and fought for it.
This is probably the confidence that family background can bring to people.
So what if you make a mistake? Someone will cover it for you.
I have to admit that I envy her.
After the office door was closed again, Fu Qichuan returned to the topic, "Go on."
I was about to speak when his cell phone rang at an inopportune time.
He glanced at the caller ID, disgust flashing across his face, but he still answered the phone. "What's up?"
Not knowing what was said on the other end, his expression froze and he stood up suddenly. "Got it, I'll be right over."
"Aunt Wen committed suicide."
After he hung up the phone, he looked at me and said in a deep voice.
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