"Cheng Momo? I'm afraid Mr. Fang has come to the wrong place. She's just a patient at our hospital and left yesterday. You've probably got the wrong person." Wuyou's expression remained unchanged as she leaned back slightly in her chair, relaxing and speaking with a smile.
“Cheng Momo stayed at your hospital for more than half a month. She went to the hospital right after leaving me. What a coincidence. You must have hidden it.”
Fang Yuanyi spoke with certainty, having already investigated the relationship between the two families. It turned out that the Yan family had previously had some interaction with Cheng Momo, but they separated due to transferring schools, so they had some connection.
Cheng Momo had taken care of Yan Rui before, and out of consideration for that past kindness, Yan Rui would also help Cheng Momo evade his pursuit; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to search for her for so long without success. It must be that brat Yan Rui pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Thinking of Yan Rui, Fang Yuanyi felt a surge of anger. The Fang family mainly ran shopping malls and supermarkets, and were considered experts in this field. In recent years, they had wanted to enter the cosmetics industry, but were crushed by the Yan family's pharmaceutical cosmetics. Coincidentally, Fang Yuanyi was in charge of the new industry, which greatly frustrated him, as he had always been successful.
Fang Yuanyi was a privileged child, pampered and loved by his parents. None of his cousins were as good as him, and his life was smooth sailing. He looked down on everyone else. Because of this incident, he was thoroughly humiliated and ridiculed by his brothers, which infuriated him.
Now that his woman is involved with that brat Yan Rui again, how can he not be angry?
"Mr. Fang, are you questioning me?" Wuyou placed her right hand on the table, her index finger tapping the surface, making a soft, rhythmic sound that strangely matched Fang Yuanyi's heartbeat, creating a sense of tension.
"I..." Fang Yuanyi opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, Wuyou waved her hand to interrupt him.
“Young Mr. Fang, your Fang family is powerful and we small businesses dare not offend them. But I am your elder, and it is too much for you to talk to me like this. Or do you want me to tell Old Master Fang in person how young Mr. Fang came to my office looking for someone with such prestige? He truly deserves to be the future leader of the Fang family.”
As she spoke, Wuyou's eyes became mocking, full of sarcasm, which pierced Fang Yuanyi's face like countless needles, making his cheeks turn red with embarrassment.
"Liu Wuyou, don't think that just because I call you 'Auntie,' you can act like an elder to me. Do you think I, the future heir of the Fang family, am inferior to the director of a small hospital? I advise you to be smart and hand over the person to me, otherwise..." Fang Yuanyi gritted his teeth, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
He genuinely didn't take a small hospital seriously; he could crush it with one hand. Why? So many people fawned over Jiren Hospital out of politeness and fear of death. He simply couldn't believe that one of China's many top doctors was inferior.
"Oh? Mr. Fang, do you want my little hospital to go bankrupt? That's certainly something you can decide with a word, but you also have to consider whether some people will agree." Wuyou raised an eyebrow, the pen in her hand spinning rapidly, like a blooming flower.
"Heh..." Fang Yuanyi sneered, just about to say, "Do you think I'm easily scared? I've never been afraid of anyone since I was a child," when a noisy sound came from behind him.
"You unfilial son, who gave you the audacity to be so disrespectful to Dean Liu? Apologize to Dean Liu right now, or I'll break your legs immediately!" The dull sound of a cane striking the ground rang out, followed by a wrinkled old face, his sharp eagle eyes filled with anger and dissatisfaction.
An elderly man, about sixty or seventy years old and slightly overweight, wearing a red Tang suit, stood at the door with a cane. Just standing there, he exuded a strong sense of oppression, a powerful aura accumulated over the years.
"Grandpa...Grandpa..." Fang Yuanyi was speechless the moment he saw the old man's face, which he knew all too well. He stammered out the words but dared not say anything more.
Old Master Fang wielded immense authority, being the sole power holder of the Fang family. Although he was advanced in years and had handed over the company's operations to his son, his influence remained unquestionable. The younger generation, including Fang Yuanyi, vied to curry favor with him, as his word could determine their future. If the old man was pleased, the current power holder—Fang Yuanyi's father—could immediately step down to make way for someone else.
No matter how much people fawn over him or how domineering and assertive he is, Fang Yuanyi, being young and incompetent, always pales in comparison to the old man.
"What? Do I have to repeat myself and personally apologize to you?" Old Master Fang glared at Fang Yuanyi, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Clenching his teeth, even feeling a hint of blood in his mouth, Fang Yuanyi had no choice but to lower his proud head under the old man's gaze. What would happen if he offended the old man? Not to mention him, even his father wouldn't dare to disobey the old man's words.
His lowered eyes and brows were obscured by his bangs, making it impossible to discern any expression. He spoke in a low voice, each word seemingly uttered slowly. "I'm sorry, Dean Liu. I was too young and impetuous, and I misspoke. Please forgive me."
His expression, hidden in the darkness, was exceptionally cold and his eyes were as dark as the night, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, carrying an endless danger that chilled you to the bone.
"Listen to the tone of your voice, it's really annoying. Dean Liu, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault for not teaching this grandson well. I apologize to you on his behalf, please don't hold it against him." Old Master Fang picked up two canes on the ground to show his anger, then turned to Wuyou with a smile on his face. If you listened carefully, you could also hear a hint of flattery in his tone.
Wuyou just smiled and didn't say anything, her eyes darting between the grandfather and grandson. "Grandpa Fang personally spoke up, how could I not give you face? It's just that young Mr. Fang has a really fiery temper. He came to me shouting and threatening to kill me for a woman, saying some inexplicable things. As long as it's me, it's fine, but if he offends someone he shouldn't, then it'll be terrible."
"You..." Fang Yuanyi felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, making him feel uncomfortable.
"Alright, stop embarrassing yourself here and get back home. I thought you were a good person, but you've become so foolish over a woman. It seems we'll have to put your father's matter on hold."
The old man shot Fang Yuanyi a glare, instantly silencing him. It's like using brine to curdle tofu—everything has its counter. Even Fang Yuanyi, a typical domineering CEO, had to act like a docile quail in front of his grandfather.
Fang Yuanyi was filled with humiliation. His promotion to vice president was a sure thing, and he was just waiting for the old man's approval. But things went wrong at the last minute, and all his previous efforts went down the drain.
"Yes, Grandpa." Filled with humiliation, Fang Yuanyi left the hospital, harboring resentment towards Wuyou, Grandpa Fang, and even Cheng Momo.
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