Song Qingyou froze, then suddenly turned around.
I looked into a pair of deep, sinister eyes.
It felt like being stared at by a wild beast; a chill ran through my limbs and bones.
However, she quickly calmed down and turned to continue talking to Yan Shaoqin about the investment, but then she caught a glimpse of a cane that the man was leaning on under his arm.
Song Qingyou's eyebrows furrowed immediately. She stood up and walked towards where Fu Wenzhou was standing. Ignoring the man's questioning and resentful gaze, she stared at his leg and asked, "How did this happen?"
Fu Wenzhou's face was cold, his eyes filled with a desire to tear the smiling man opposite him to shreds: "Why are you with Yan Shaoqin!"
Song Qingyou glanced at Gu Bai behind him and asked again, "How did he get his leg injured?"
Gu Bai coughed a few times: "Isn't it because..."
"I fell by accident." Fu Wenzhou interrupted Gu Bai, his sharp gaze shifting from Yan Shaoqin to Song Qingyou. His eyes were filled with resentment and complicated grievance as he said, unwilling to give up, "You still haven't answered my question."
Song Qingyou didn't hide anything: "I asked him to come and discuss cooperation."
Fu Wenzhou struggled to suppress the violent impulses within him, took a deep breath, and said, "Why didn't you tell me what you were going to do? Besides, what's there to talk about with him?"
Yan Shaoqin and Fu Wenzhou have always been at odds. The feud between the two families was sown long ago by the older generation, and over the years, both of them have suffered a lot at each other's hands.
Especially in the last two years, Fu Wenzhou has become increasingly mad, and Yan Shaoqin has suffered many setbacks.
Finally seeing the mad dog on a leash today, he was in high spirits, with an expression that suggested he was enjoying the show: "Mr. Fu, you're wrong about that. Since Miss Song is willing to talk to me, there's naturally a lot we can discuss."
Fu Wenzhou treated Song Qingyou differently than he treated others. He gave a forced smile and said, "It seems that Young Master Yan hasn't learned his lesson from the loss when the department store went public."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shaoqin's expression changed drastically. A few days ago, Yan's Department Store was about to go public, but Fu Wenzhou intercepted the deal at the last minute, causing them to lose more than 300 million yuan that month.
Yan Shaoqin has kept this score in mind until now. Originally, he planned to find an opportunity to get it back from Fu Wenzhou's new energy project, but now he has a better idea.
Yan Shaoqin smiled, his gaze sweeping over Fu Wenzhou before returning to Song Qingyou: "I've read Miss Song's letter of intent and I'm very satisfied. I'll have my secretary formally draft the contract before this Friday. From now on, we'll be partners in the same boat. I hope we can have a pleasant collaboration."
Fu Wenzhou's eyes were calm as he reached out to grab Song Qingyou's arm, but Song Qingyou skillfully dodged him, and his face instantly turned icy cold.
Gu Bai swallowed hard, filled with regret for calling Song Qingyou and Yan Shaoqin when he saw them at the door.
Having gotten the answer she wanted, Song Qingyou didn't plan to stay any longer: "Young Master Yan, I look forward to our future cooperation. I have other matters to attend to and will be leaving now."
She left without any hesitation, not even glancing at the three people present.
Fu Wenzhou, leaning on his crutches, limped after him.
Yan Shaoqin stood up, but Gu Bai stopped him.
Gu Bai said with a grin, "The food has just been served, it would be a waste not to eat it. Come on, Young Master Yan, I'll eat with you."
Yan Shaoqin sat back down: "Alright, it's rare for Young Master Gu to grace us with his presence."
Fu Wenzhou followed Song Qingyou without saying a word and got into her car without any ceremony.
The atmosphere inside the car was eerie, and Song Shishi got out of the car with a sense of unease.
Song Qingyou walked too fast out of the restaurant, her face slightly flushed and her breath coming in short gasps, making Fu Wenzhou's ears itch.
Only after she had caught her breath did Song Qingyou utter her first words: "Get down."
Fu Wenzhou slowly moved closer, and as he got closer, a faint smell of tobacco wafted over and enveloped Song Qingyou's body.
Song Qingyou turned her back uncomfortably.
In the silence, Fu Wenzhou hugged her from behind, his handsome face resting on her shoulder, his hair brushing against her ear.
Her voice was hoarse: "Why didn't you tell me you were divorced?"
News of Song Qingyou's divorce spread throughout the capital, which did not surprise Fu Wenzhou.
She didn't pry his hands off, letting them roam freely around her waist.
Fu Wenzhou sniffed her scent, habitually nibbling on the soft flesh of her neck, like a child who had received candy, and closed his eyes contentedly: "Are you afraid that I will cause trouble for Fu Tingshen? You don't need to worry, I'm not that naive."
Song Qingyou's fingertips trembled slightly as he sucked on them. She lowered her voice and said, "Fu Wenzhou, haven't you ever wondered why I didn't tell you when I got divorced?"
Fu Wenzhou paused in his sucking motion, instinctively sensing that the words wouldn't be pleasant, and frowned, wanting to interrupt.
Song Qingyou didn't give him a chance: "Because whether I get a divorce or not has nothing to do with you, the two of us will never be together."
Fu Wenzhou slowly backed away and released Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou felt a chill on the skin on her waist where he had just touched her. She looked at him, not intending to stop there: "Mr. Fu, I'm quite busy. Could you please stop bothering me?"
Fu Wenzhou's gaze swept over Song Qingyou like a knife, his expression still stubborn: "Why?"
He once thought that the only thing standing between them was her marriage to Fu Tingshen. He waited patiently for her to get divorced and eagerly came to find her, thinking that she could accept him, but nothing changed in the end.
Fu Wenzhou didn't understand.
He needs a reason.
A reason that can completely convince him.
For example, Song Qingyou told him directly: Fu Wenzhou, I don't love you at all.
He immediately regretted asking the question; he was afraid to hear Song Qingyou actually say that.
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