My head buzzed and I was stunned for a moment.
Zhou Fang may seem out of place, but he actually does everything with discretion and planning.
It must be a big deal that can make Zhou Mo so anxious.
I quickly turned my head and looked at Jiang Lai who ran out with a nervous look on his face. "Lai Lai, what happened? You know what happened, right?"
Something was wrong when she came into my office from the front.
Now I think it was to conceal the news of my accident.
"Ruan Ruan..."
Jiang Lai licked his lips, looking a little unsure whether he should speak or not.
The more she does this, the more scared I get.
I grabbed her arm and said, "Tell me, Lailai, I beg you, tell me..."
She still hesitated.
I know she was afraid that I wouldn't be able to accept it.
"If you don't tell me, I'll ask myself."
I picked up my phone and made a call while walking out. "No one told me, so I went to Jingcheng to find out myself."
Zhou Mo didn't answer the phone.
I'll change the player and let Uncle Fang play.
No one answered.
I pressed the elevator button desperately, but the moment I stepped into the elevator door, I saw the elegant Fu Qichuan.
He strode over to me and said softly, "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Fu Qichuan,"
I put away my phone and looked at him without blinking, "What happened to Zhou Fang?"
He chuckled helplessly, "What could possibly happen to him? What's the matter? Did you hear some groundless rumors?"
"Give me your phone."
I reached out to him.
It’s from my phone, and it was probably deleted by Jiang Lai.
But if something really happened to Zhou Fang, Fu Qichuan would most likely get the news.
Fu Qichuan smiled happily and handed me the phone lovingly, "Why are you so suspicious?"
It's like a man who helps his wife check her phone.
I looked at him and said, "tons of yards."
"Wedding anniversary."
“…”
I lowered my eyes, entered the date, unlocked my phone, and searched inside and out, but I couldn't find any news about Zhou Fang's accident.
On the contrary, there is a video that is live.
Zhou's pharmaceutical company has made a new research and development breakthrough and is holding a press conference.
During the live broadcast, Zhou Fang wore casual clothes that were out of place at the venue, and answered reporters' questions slowly and calmly.
The aura is scattered, but it is filled with the words "keep away from strangers".
His voice was slightly lowered, revealing his calmness and ease, making people dare not easily question every word he said.
Fu Qichuan rarely refrained from sarcasm and asked softly, "Are you relieved?"
"Um."
I returned the phone to him. Jiang Lai finished explaining the company's affairs and rushed out in a hurry. He glanced at Fu Qichuan and then looked at me helplessly: "Look, I told you it's okay, but you didn't believe it, right? Zhou Fang is so lucky, nothing will happen to him."
Fu Qichuan's eyes were gentle, "Do you want to continue working, or go back to the Wu family?"
"work."
After completing Jingcheng’s private order last week, the ladies were satisfied and some of them placed orders immediately.
He also introduced a lot to us.
Whether it is online sales or private customization, Nancy is getting on the right track much faster than we expected.
It’s God’s blessing.
Fu Qichuan put his arm around my shoulders and walked into the office, then casually sat on the sofa. "Go ahead and get busy. I'll wait for you to get off work."
I felt a little self-conscious and said coldly, "Aren't RF and Fu busy?"
"With them watching, nothing will happen."
Fu Qichuan didn't mind my indifference and explained seriously.
In RF Group, besides Cen Ye, there is also a person named Xiao.
I haven't seen it.
But after hearing Fu Qichuan talk to him on the phone twice, it seemed like they had a life-or-death friendship, and Fu Qichuan trusted him and Cen Ye very much.
"Okay, whatever you want."
I nodded thoughtfully, "We should go get the divorce certificate the day after tomorrow, remember to arrange the time."
His dark eyes flickered, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, a little bitterly: "Are you counting the days to spend with me?"
"You could say that."
I answered without hesitation.
Fu Qichuan's long eyelashes covered his face, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line. "Tang, I'll do as you say."
"Not by my command."
I corrected him, "Fu Qichuan, this is something we agreed on a long time ago. No one listens to anyone else."
He stared at me quietly, and finally sighed, "Is this how I was when I was in front of you?"
"Which? Do you mean cold, perfunctory, or hypocritical?"
I took a sip of coffee and said, "Don't worry, I won't be hypocritical to you."
From the beginning, I expected a decent ending.
To the current situation.
It has nothing to do with the word "decent".
Fu Qichuan's expression froze, and he stared at me blankly, hesitating again and again, before finally asking, "When did you stop wanting to like me?"
I was stunned.
A lot of debris whizzed past.
Messy and unbearable.
I shook my head. "I don't know. Maybe very early? As early as our anniversary, when you lied to me, I didn't want to like you anymore."
It’s just that the past is noisy.
My unwillingness to accept is a struggle.
When I think about it carefully, I can't even figure out whether I was reluctant to leave him at that time, or I was reluctant to leave myself for all the hard work I had put in.
It took me more than half an hour to climb out of the quagmire where I had sunk seven or eight feet deep.
Fu Qichuan hunched over, his elbows resting on his trouser legs. He didn't look at me again, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "In this month, the thought of you making a mistake once..."
"No."
Before he finished asking, I had already given my answer.
I have already put half my life into it for him, and I have no regrets.
That's enough.
Fu Qichuan was silent for a long time, so long that I thought he would not say anything else. Then he exhaled and said, "The day after tomorrow morning, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
I nodded. "This time, it won't be a fake certificate, right?"
"……Won't."
He looked at me in a deep voice, his eyes full of tenderness, "Just focus on your work, Mrs. Fu. You'll be free soon."
"I no longer have the reason or identity to come and pick you up from your home."
Hearing this, I was slightly stunned, as if I hadn't heard it, and even the tip of the pen didn't stop for a moment, drawing smooth lines.
When I got back to the old house in the evening, I accidentally dropped a cup again.
Very strange.
I'm rarely so careless.
Something flashed through my mind. After calling a servant to clean up the debris, I quickly went upstairs, grabbed my phone, and tried to find the live broadcast that I had seen on Fu Qichuan’s phone in the afternoon.
there is none left.
There is no record of it being found on the entire Internet.
Countless possibilities flashed through my mind, making my whole body numb.
When I wanted to call Zhou Mo again, I found that my phone had no signal.
Not a single bar of signal.
The WIFI was also down.
I hurried downstairs to find Uncle Qi, "Why is there no internet or signal at home?"
Uncle Qi avoided my gaze and said, "Young Madam, I just received a notification that the nearby base station is broken and needs urgent repairs."
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