I was silent for a moment, then sarcastically said, "Why didn't I know before that you are so tolerant?"
That night, I kissed Zhou Fang in front of him.
Although I was drunk, the incident really happened.
Given his character of allowing officials to set fires but not allowing common people to light lamps, he should never look at me again from now on.
As soon as I finished speaking, the voice that rang out was not Fu Qichuan's, but a noise coming from the center of the banquet hall.
Shen Qingli changed her clothes into a pure blue dress from a high-end custom-made brand. She stood in the middle with a microphone, a little timid, but her dark eyes were looking somewhere intently.
The direction where Zhou Fang is located.
"Over the years since leaving my grandma and parents, I've... endured a lot of hardships and seen a lot of disapproval from people. But relying on the few remaining beautiful moments in my memory, I managed to hold on."
She choked up slightly and sobbed a little. "I'm also very lucky. My family... and Brother Afang, they never gave up looking for me. This morning, grandma asked me if I had a wish. I didn't want to say it at the time, because being able to go back to the Shen family was already a great thing... But now, I think I want it."
"My wish is to be worthy of Brother Fang's waiting for me all these years, to marry him and become his wife..." At the end of her words, her voice was as thin as a mosquito's.
Who wouldn’t want to support the happy marriage of lovers?
The whole audience was cheering, and some young men were clapping and cheering.
Old Madam Shen's eyes were red when she saw this. Even though she felt that she was not like Shen Qingli, at this moment, she would accept the reality and love her in every way.
There was also a hint of gloom in Zhou Fang's eyes.
It's hard to tell the emotion.
Fu Qichuan stood beside me, his voice cold: "In order to avoid coming back to me, are you willing to hit your head against such a wall?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and even without listening carefully, one could make it out clearly.
However, neither he nor Zhou Fang has ever been a must-do question for me at the moment.
It is even more impossible for her to choose Zhou Fang just to leave him, as he said.
I smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu. I have the ability to identify scumbags. I won't fall in the same place twice."
"?"
His dark eyes darkened, and he seemed to laugh angrily, "Are you calling me a scumbag?"
"Are you a scumbag?"
I asked back calmly.
Fu Qichuan's thin lips held a mocking arc as he spoke calmly, "It wasn't long since we've been divorced, but it's getting longer."
"Fu Qichuan,"
I straightened my expression and said softly, "I've always hoped that we could separate in a dignified manner. Even though we're divorced now, we shouldn't make it so awkward that we even meet each other."
I never knew that one day I would be able to say such rational words in front of him.
There is not even a hint of sourness.
"Anything you want, I can do for you."
He regained his inherent strength and said, "This one is the only one that's impossible."
"What if I exchange my 10% of the shares with you?"
During this period, the stock market of Fu's group has not obviously turned around, and it has not yet reached the stage of multiplying several times as Cen Ye said.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that just based on this trend, the Fu family is no longer the same.
I have 10% of it in my hands, which is a sky-high price.
Fu Qichuan was slightly startled, his eyes darkening, "Are you threatening me again?"
"That's understandable!"
These shares allowed me to break away from the past.
If he doesn't agree, I'll sell it to someone else.
Whoever gets 10% can cast a vote at the Fu Group's shareholders' meeting and influence major decisions.
Fu Qichuan would not allow the shares to fall into the hands of others.
His face was stern, and his voice seemed to be polished by gravel. "I gave you shares so that you can live a better life, not so that you can come and negotiate with me."
"Then Mr. Fu, do you agree or disagree?"
“…”
He sneered and said in a very cold tone, "Then you give it a try. I'll kill whoever you sell it to. If you want to harm anyone, go ahead."
“…”
He was still incredibly paranoid, bordering on pathological.
When it comes to threats, the competition comes down to who has the lowest moral standard.
I can't compare to him, so there's no point in saying more.
He gritted his teeth and went straight to find Jiang Lai.
Jiang Lai and Cen Ye were chatting about some unimportant things.
Seeing me coming, Jiang Lai raised her red lips towards Cen Ye and said, "Boss Cen, I'll treat you to a meal when I return to Jiangcheng after the New Year."
"OK."
Cen Ye nodded slightly.
After saying hello to him, I was about to leave with Jiang Lai.
"Mr. Ruan!"
Cen Ye suddenly stopped me and spoke carefully, "You and Brother Chuan must divorce. Does it have anything to do with the kidnapping and his engagement to Shen Xingyu?"
I answered truthfully, “Yes, but not much.”
"Actually, during the kidnapping, Chuan knew the gun had no bullets. A pistol of that model wouldn't feel or hold the same weight if loaded with bullets."
Cen Ye said with some pity, "He came back that night and smoked all night long, saying that you must be disappointed in him again."
I blinked. "I know. He wants to protect me."
I didn’t know about it on the day it was published.
But later, he escaped, broke off the engagement, and began to rectify the Shen family in the name of RF group.
I knew it.
Cen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but was puzzled, "Then why did you insist on taking this step..."
"Because that would be the last straw that broke the camel's back."
I smiled faintly. "So, whether this thing is made of straw or a rose wrapped in straw, it makes no difference."
…
There was laughter and joy in the banquet hall.
We went to the dining table to get some pastries to fill our stomachs, and left when the banquet was coming to an end.
Not long after I finished eating, my body suddenly started to itch.
Jiang Lai saw me reaching into my sleeve to scratch my arm and couldn't help but ask with concern: "What's wrong?"
"I don't know what to do, it's so itchy."
At first it was just my chest that was itchy, but now my whole body is itching unbearably. I frowned and said, "Maybe it's a food allergy."
Jiang Lai lifted my sleeve and took a look, anxiously saying, "It's an allergy, exactly the same as the one you had in college. Strange, you didn't eat yam just now. How do you feel now?"
"Maybe some pastry was mixed with yam powder."
I stood up with my bag in hand and said, "Let's go tell grandma and leave first."
"Okay, while it's still early, I'll go to the hospital with you."
"Um."
I nodded.
The old lady was resting in a separate reception room with the door open. Only the old lady and Zhou Kaofa were there, and no one knew what they were talking about.
Zhou Fang saw me knocking on the door and lowered his voice, as if he had heard what I had just said. He just lowered his head and played with his phone.
He didn't even give me a spare glance.
The old lady patted his head and looked at me kindly, "Nanzhi, come and sit down."
"Grandma, I don't want to sit anymore."
I couldn't bring myself to tell the host I was allergic to food in front of them, as that would make them seem inadequate. So I just said, "I'm a little bit sick, so I have to leave now."
"Okay, I'll arrange a driver..."
The old lady's eyes suddenly fell on my wrist, where the rash was not covered by her sleeve. She changed the subject and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"
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