Chapter 126 Grandma's Promise
Fu Shangbei chuckled, his eyes gentle and doting: "Mrs. Fu, do you know that you are very cute like this?"
Some men are not only handsome, but also charming and deadly.
Yan Nuo cleared his throat and said confidently, "Of course I know."
"Really?" He thought, she probably didn't know, because her lovely appearance was in his eyes, not anywhere else.
Yan Nuo prided herself on her composure, but she couldn't resist the man's deep, sticky gaze and abruptly changed the subject: "Are you planning on letting this go on with Fu Shangjie? I'm afraid he'll go even further. After all, someone's backing him up!"
"Even if there is a guarantee, it will only last for ten years at most," said Fu Shangbei.
Yan Nuo's eyes widened: "Ten years is a long time. Husband, you have repeatedly given in to Grandpa's choices. I really feel sorry for you."
"Wife, your words are enough. Leave Fu Shangjie to me, I will check and balance him, and when grandpa passes away, I will really take action. I... promised grandma that I would let grandpa have a peaceful old age." The shallow arc at the corners of his lips represented helplessness and pain.
"Grandma..." This was the first time she heard the name "Grandma" from him. Yan Nuo looked at the man's face, which had obviously softened, raised the corners of her lips, and chuckled: "Is Grandma doing well?"
"Well, grandma was the best person to me. Unfortunately, she was worried and left too early. She passed away before I was sixteen."
"Grandma is sick?"
"Asthma and depression." Fu Shangbei's voice was filled with grief. "Grandpa had no feelings for grandma. It was always grandma who indulged him. Grandma had a big heart and could tolerate so many things. When she passed away, she was still thinking about grandpa and asked me to take good care of him. I made a promise to her at her bedside, promising her that I would let grandpa enjoy his old age and that I would manage the Fuhuang Group well. Only then did grandma relax her brows..."
Yan Nuo felt distressed and held the man's hand tightly: "You have done both of these things."
Fu Shangbei slowly closed his eyes, his lips trembling slightly: "It's a pity that grandma can't see it."
"She will see it. She is watching you from heaven. Honey, let's go home." Sad topics are too heavy, so it's better not to touch on them lightly. Perhaps it's because they have both lost their loved ones, and this pain is to some extent connected, which has also made these two lonely hearts dependent on each other.
"Okay." Fu Shangbei rarely indulges in pain. Firstly, he has no time to waste like this. Secondly, he knows that lingering in pain like this will not change the facts. Only by strengthening himself can he be immune to all poisons.
When taking the elevator down, Yan Nuo finally experienced what it felt like to be the center of attention. The elevator was like a vegetable market, stopping at every floor. Everyone who came in greeted Fu Shangbei, and then their eyes were locked on their interlocked hands as if equipped with radar.
A bold male employee asked directly with his eyes sparkling, "Mr. Fu, is this your wife?"
Fu Shangbei smiled and nodded: "Yeah."
This reaction made the other people in the elevator freeze for several seconds! Then, Yan Nuo saw a man silently open his mouth wide, his face filled with the words: "I can't believe it, President Fu actually laughed."
When they got in the car, Yan Nuo couldn't help but hold her belly and laugh for a while, then gave advice very enthusiastically: "Husband, Fuhuang Group is yours now. I think you should change your temperament and make everyone think that you are not as unkind as those rumors say. Everyone likes a kind leader!"
"They did their job perfectly, so I will naturally be kind to them." Fu Shangbei said seriously.
Yan Nuo shook his head: "You don't look kind at all now."
Hearing this, Fu Shangbei pursed his thin lips and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Trying to interpret "kindness" failed!
"Forget it. This is really putting a lot of pressure on you. It's better to let Brother Shi'an and Alou take care of He'ai. They are more suitable." Yan Nuo gave up on treating her husband.
Fu Shangbei was not convinced and continued to try to act "kind", which only led to Yan Nuo's undisguised laughter.
Looking at the woman who was laughing so hard that her body was shaking, Fu Shangbei restrained his expression and held her head with his big hand: "Stop laughing, or you'll have a stomachache."
Yan Nuo took a deep breath and calmed herself down. Her big watery eyes were soft and clear, like the purest gems in the world, but her cheeks were still red and had not recovered yet.
Back at Genting Highlands, as they drove past the main gate, the security guard approached with a bag and stopped them. A sincere smile played on his face. "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, remember how you were almost hit by a sports car this morning? We've checked the surveillance footage and know who the perpetrator was. Our leadership has decided to punish them severely. We've called the police, and we'll let you know when we have a result. This is a small gift from our community. I hope you'll accept it."
Dahai reached out and put the gift away: "Okay."
The guard was very happy because he had been worried that Mr. and Mrs. Fu would not like the gifts they prepared, but he didn't expect them to be so easy-going.
In fact, the gifts they prepared were not cheap. They included two abalones worth thousands of yuan and a box of black tea. It was obvious that they were very sincere.
When they got home, Yan Nuo handed the food to Jiang Ma: "Shang Bei and I don't like abalone, so I'll leave it to you, Jiang Ma. You decide whether to give it to someone else or eat it yourself. The same goes for the black tea."
"Thank you, Madam." Jiang Ma accepted it gratefully.
Looking at Jiang Ma, Yan Nuo thought of Aunt Cui and Uncle Xu. He hadn't visited them for a long time and wondered how they were doing these days.
Yan Nuo decided to get the answer from her best friend Xu Ziyue. She personally called Uncle Xu and Aunt Cui to ask them how they were doing recently. They would definitely say they were doing well.
It seems that everyone is like this. When faced with concern, they always habitually say: I'm fine!
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