"Fu Tingshen actually brought Lin Niaoniao here. Doesn't she know her place? Does she deserve to be in Grandpa Ruan's place?" Yan Miao said angrily. She knew exactly what kind of life Song Qingyou had been living in the Fu family these past few years.
Fu Tingshen bringing Lin Niaoniao over was a deliberate slap in the face to Song Qingyou. The news that the groom had run off with his white moonlight on their wedding night three years ago had already spread far and wide. Everyone in the capital knew about the entanglement between the three of them.
Yan Miao had often felt indignant on Song Qingyou's behalf because of this, but Song Qingyou always seemed calm and unperturbed. Yan Miao had even teased her back then, saying that Lin Niaoniao would come to her door with a big belly to see what she would do. Little did she expect that it would come true so quickly.
Song Qingyou chuckled: "They're here, so what if they're here? Can you kick them out?"
Yan Miao snorted, "Of course she can. Who does she think she is? I'll talk to Grandpa Ruan and have the bodyguards take her away."
Seeing that she was really going to find Ruan Yutang, Song Qingyou stopped her: "She came with Fu Tingshen, don't make things difficult for Old Master Ruan."
Yan Miao paused briefly to calm herself down, then pouted and sat back down: "Qingyou, you're just too kind."
"..." Song Qingyou choked up for once.
Not far away, several people sat on a sofa, each dressed in fine clothes and exuding an air of nobility.
"I heard that Wenzhou beat up the youngest son of the Zhang family a couple of days ago?"
"Don't even mention it. Because of this, that old bastard Zhang Song almost beat Wenzhou to death in the hospital. We guys were all ready to prepare straw mats to collect his corpse." Xu Zezhan peeled an orange and teased, "Zhiyuan, you didn't see how Wenzhou beat people up. I thought he had just come out of a mental hospital. He was like a mad dog."
Jiang Zhiyuan took a sip of red wine. He had unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt, revealing his sexy collarbone, but a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. He spoke with a refined yet roguish air: "Is it because of Song Qingyou again?"
Gu Bai picked up the thread: "Who else could it be but her? But Zhang Yinan had a foul mouth and said some really nasty things. Let alone Wenzhou, I would want to cripple him if it were me."
Jiang Zhiyuan glanced at the man sitting to the side playing with a lighter: "How do you plan to return it?"
Fu Wenzhou lifted his eyelids, his expression indifferent and languid: "Doesn't Zhang Song like to rely on his age and seniority? Then I'll just have to make sure he ruins his reputation in his later years."
He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were talking about something that didn't concern him, but his eyes were always fixed on something else.
Jiang Zhiyuan is different from Gu Bailiang, Mu Chuan, Xu Zezhan and the others. He met Fu Wenzhou in the business world. The two were competing for the same project. In order to win the project, Jiang Zhiyuan worked tirelessly for three days without sleep, but someone else beat him to it.
The person who stole his project was Fu Wenzhou. The two later clashed several times and gradually became acquainted.
He knew more about Fu Wenzhou's unknown side than Gu Bai and the others.
Heartless and ruthless.
So when Fu Wenzhou said that he was "ruining his reputation in his later years," he understood what he meant: "Take it easy, or you'll get burned."
Fu Wenzhou just smiled, his gaze following the slender figure: "Don't worry, this fire won't reach me."
The figure in the distance turned a corner and disappeared. Fu Wenzhou frowned suddenly, and with a "snap," the lighter cap was tightly closed. He stood up and said, "You guys talk."
"Where did he go again?" Gu Bai asked, puzzled.
Xu Zezhan: "Didn't you see that his eyes haven't left the youngest daughter of the Song family ever since she came in?"
Gu Bai: "...Damn it!"
The Ruan family's villa was very large. Fu Wenzhou walked around two long corridors but still couldn't find Song Qingyou. His expression grew colder and colder.
Just as he was about to lose his patience, a clear and delicate voice came from behind him.
"Fu Wenzhou?"
Song Qingyou coughed a few times and looked at the man at the end of the corridor, her eyes filled with confusion: "Why are you here instead of in the banquet hall?"
Fu Wenzhou was tall and had long legs. He walked to Song Qingyou in a few steps. His handsome face was still cold and indifferent. Before Song Qingyou could react, he picked her up and carried her into the hall.
"What are you doing?" Song Qingyou panicked immediately. There were so many people around, what if someone saw them?
Fu Wenzhou remained silent with a sullen face until they entered the hall before putting the person down: "It's so windy outside, what were you doing wandering around like that?"
Song Qingyou raised her eyes, took a step back to create some distance between herself and him: "Is there anything else?"
Fu Wenzhou punched a cotton ball, and laughed in anger: "Am I some kind of monster? Why are you avoiding me like this?"
Song Qingyou pursed her lips. If he hugged her without warning, he was no longer far from becoming a monster.
She glanced at the time, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "I have other things to do, I'll be going now."
Fu Wenzhou's expression grew colder. He was worried that she would catch a cold from the wind, but she seemed to want to stay as far away from him as possible.
Ha, if he tries to be nice to her again, he's a dog.
The charity auction takes place after the dinner, during which reporters are not allowed to enter. They are only allowed in once the charity auction begins.
Fu Wenzhou came in from outside with a dark face and sat down at the table with Gu Bai and the others.
Xu Zezhan joked, "Who upset you again?"
Fu Wenzhou sneered: "Song Qingyou."
Xu Zezhan and Gu Bai both had knowing expressions on their faces.
Jiang Zhiyuan said, "Zhang Song is at the main table."
Fu Wenzhou reached into the fruit plate on the table and picked up a few lychees. He casually peeled them with his slender fingers. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Ruan Yutang and he are old friends. Isn't it normal for him to invite him?"
"Aren't you afraid he'll cause you trouble?" Jiang Zhiyuan asked, raising an eyebrow.
After peeling one, Fu Wenzhou found a clean plate, put the peeled one in it, and then took out another one to peel: "I couldn't be happier."
Jiang Zhiyuan watched him peel the lychees one by one, even using utensils to remove the seeds, and said with a pursed lip, "I didn't know you liked lychees."
Fu Wenzhou responded lazily.
A commotion suddenly arose in the distance, and then someone ran over and whispered a few words to Zhang Song. Zhang Song's face immediately darkened, and after exchanging a few polite words with the people at the main table, he hurriedly left.
Fu Wenzhou frowned, got up and followed him out, not forgetting to take the plate of peeled lychees with him before leaving.
Gu Bai, Xu Zezhan, and Jiang Zhiyuan exchanged glances. Their intuition told them that something must have happened given Zhang Song's expression, so they took advantage of the chaos and left.
As soon as they left, Ruan Yutang ordered his men to guard the exit, preventing anyone from entering or leaving.
Besides the main courtyard, the Ruan family also has three other courtyards. Zhang Song just left in the direction of the east.
Song Qingyou, wrapped in a shawl, stood on the balcony of the second floor of the east building. From this angle, she could see everything below very well.
The woman knelt on the ground, crying and begging for forgiveness: "Sir, I was wrong, please forgive me! I will never do it again!"
Zhang Song was already trembling with rage. He slammed his cane down on the kneeling man beside him: "How dare you? Sleeping with the madam! Do you think I'm dead?!"
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