She said to Wang Jing, "It's okay, just pretend I didn't ask and I don't know. However, I do need you to do something for me, but not now. You should go back first, and don't let Ruan Mingchen find out."
Wang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, okay, then Miss Song, I'll head out now."
"Um."
As soon as he left, Song Qingyou called Jiang Xun and asked her to come over immediately, and also summoned the company's finance and legal departments.
As soon as Jiang Xun arrived, she threw the thick stack of documents at her. "This is evidence of Ruan Mingchen's money laundering, falsifying accounts, tax evasion, and illegal fundraising. Take a look first. I've called a few people over to assist you."
Jiang Xun was overjoyed: "You're fast! You've already caught that guy red-handed?"
"Hmm, I was lucky." Song Qingyou didn't explicitly say that Fu Wenzhou had helped her. That man didn't want anyone to know, so she pretended not to know. She guessed that he was probably hiding to the side, secretly enjoying himself right now.
Thinking of him, a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips, making Jiang Xun click his tongue in admiration.
"Alright, you should go now if you have something to do. I'll contact you later."
Song Qingyou nodded and left the company.
As soon as she got in the car, she couldn't wait to call the man: "Where are you?"
Fu Wenzhou: "Baby, I should be in your heart."
"..." Song Qingyou suddenly couldn't wait to see him. "I miss you, Fu Wenzhou."
She sighed softly, but to Fu Wenzhou it sounded like she was sad. Just a moment ago he was joking with her, but now his voice was tense: "Youyou, I just got home. What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Song Qingyou said in a muffled voice, "You."
Even Fu Wenzhou's mind went blank for a moment: "Huh?"
"I said you bullied me." Song Qingyou's tone was unusually sweet and innocent. She suddenly didn't want to go back by herself, so she hung up the phone and told the driver to pull over.
About half an hour later, Fu Wenzhou drove up to her.
The man was sweating profusely, but he visibly relaxed when he saw that she was unharmed.
He leaned against the car window, looking down at her with no anger in his eyes, only worry: "What did I do to upset you?"
Fu Wenzhou genuinely didn't know what he had done, but Youyou said he had bullied her, so he had bullied her.
Song Qingyou stared at him for a long time: "You've made me unable to concentrate on work today."
At first, Fu Wenzhou didn't understand what she meant, because in his memory, Song Qingyou rarely said anything cheesy or romantic.
He had to go to great lengths to get her to say nice things.
For a moment, he thought he had misheard: "Youyou, what did you say?"
Song Qingyou's face didn't show any particular expression: "Didn't you ask who bullied me? I said, it's you who made me unable to concentrate on work. Fu Wenzhou, why are you so late?"
Fu Wenzhou paused for a moment, opened the door and got in, ignoring his own car still parked next to him, and instructed the driver to start the car.
Once in the car, he simply held Song Qingyou's hand, glancing at her every now and then, then lowering his eyes to stroke her hand, before looking up at her again after a while.
For some reason, Song Qingyou's cheeks flushed when he looked at her.
Yes, she was being a bit dramatic.
If she had known, she should have just held back and waited until she got home that night, then she would have been able to see him.
What is she in such a hurry for?
She even threw a tantrum.
She herself found it absurd.
Just as she was about to say something to distract them, Fu Wenzhou suddenly whispered, "Youyou, I'm very happy."
Song Qingyou's palm was held in his hand, and her slightly cool fingertips trembled from the heat.
He liked her very much.
Holding her hand like this, watching the scenery outside the window rush by, is happiness.
"Youyou, how about I pick you up every day from now on?"
His topic jumped so quickly that Song Qingyou was a little caught off guard. "Hmm?"
Doesn't he often pick her up and drop her off? Is it necessary to ask her so seriously, as if she didn't allow him to come before?
Fu Wenzhou's eyes were full of smiles. "Then it's settled. From now on, no matter when you get off work, you have to tell me immediately."
Song Qingyou agreed without really understanding what was going on.
It wasn't anything important to begin with.
But she didn't know that for Fu Wenzhou, this was a promise between herself and him.
The two were walking home happily, while Ruan Mingchen, on the other side, suddenly threw his water glass away.
"Investigate!" he ordered the man before him grimly. "If Wang Jingzhen was indeed paroled through his own efforts, give him a sum of money and send him as far away as possible. If someone is interfering..."
His voice deepened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be calm: "In order to prevent Wang Jing from being used by someone, I naturally have to protect his wife and children well so that they will not be harmed. It is also a way of thanking Wang Jing for his loyalty to me back then."
The assistant responded and left.
The office returned to silence. Ruan Mingchen's phone rang, and when he saw it was a call from the sanatorium, he frowned.
"What's up?"
"Mr. Ruan, Miss Ruan has hurt someone again! Please come over here immediately!"
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