Chapter 438 You Deserve to Be Single for the Rest of Your Life

Mr. Fu said a lot in one breath. He also liked this pretty and sensible girl very much.

With Yao Xin around, Fu Rong doesn't seem to be as crazy as before.

If she were to stay, Fu Rong's personality might change and she would become a real lady from a noble family.

The Fu couple looked at Fu Tingjun with expectation in their eyes. The man's eyes suddenly became deep and his expression seemed even colder than before.

"A person who moved into the Fu family for no apparent reason and is so likable, don't you suspect her motives at all?"

Fu Tingjun's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the Fu couple.

They looked at each other in bewilderment. It seemed that Fu Tingjun was not attracted to Yao Xin. On the contrary, he was on guard against her.

"Brother and sister-in-law, go to bed early. I'm going back."

Fu Tingjun stood up. It was raining outside, so he picked up the umbrella by the door and held it over his head.

The ground lights in the yard lit up, shining on him from bottom to top. Above his head were the street lights in the Chinese courtyard, and the yellow light fell down, immersing Fu Tingjun.

He walked with cold steps on the bluestone road, and his figure slowly disappeared.

The Fu couple couldn't help but sigh, especially Mrs. Fu, who was not very happy.

"Yaoyao doesn't look like an ordinary girl. He said she had an agenda. What could a little girl do to us? Besides, she was just applying for an assistant position at our Fu's company. She is not going to work like a slave for him. He is too suspicious."

Yao Xin has been loved by her family since she was a child. No matter her elder brother Huo Yanlin, her younger brother Huo Yanqi, or the serious Jin Rui, she has the ability to attract people's instinctive kindness, and their care and love for her are from the bottom of their hearts.

Not only them, but also the elders who have met Yao Xin and people of the same age, like to stick to her as long as they spend some time with her.

Because she is so sensible, gentle, quiet, and sweet-looking. Just imagine who can resist such a gentle, quiet, well-behaved and sensible girl.

As soon as she arrived at the Fu family, she won the loving hearts of the Fu couple, who treated Yao Xin as their other daughter.

"Forget it. If he really wants to be single for the rest of his life, then he deserves it."

Mr. Fu was also a little angry, and for the first time he spoke harshly to his brother. Although he said it behind his back and his brother didn't hear it, it was still the first time in history.

On the second floor, Fu Huan, Fu Rong and Yao Xin were chatting together.

As soon as Fu Rong got upstairs, he approached Yao Xin and said, "Yaoyao, quickly open your phone and let me see your uncle's WeChat."

Yao Xin didn't understand and took out her cell phone.

Fu Rong was curious about what kind of friends his uncle, who was so aloof, would have.

But Yao Xin wondered, would someone like Fu Tingjun usually post on WeChat Moments?

As expected, apart from a pitch-black profile picture, there was nothing else visible in the Moments for three days.

Fu Rong looked disappointed: "My uncle is really a -"

Fu Huan sat on the sofa, drinking tea from a cup.

"Why do you always want to pry into other people's privacy? My uncle is very busy on weekdays, so he doesn't have time to send this. Yaoyao, what is the design drawing you sent to my uncle? Send it to me too."

Fu Huan followed Fu Rong in calling Yao Xin by her nickname, which came quite naturally.

The hand he stretched out was also bony and pale. Yao Xin's eyes stopped on his wrist, which was covered with a circle of light pink rubber band, like the ones girls use to tie their hair.

Yao Xin opened WeChat with her fingertips and sent the design drawing to Fu Huan.

The man was wearing a girl's headband, which meant Fu Huan was already taken.

At this time, outside the house, in the Maybach car, Fu Tingjun was sitting in the back seat, and the car was dark and quiet.

He said to the driver in front of him quietly: "Drive."

Taking out his cell phone, he swiped the screen and saw several WeChat messages. He read them one by one and then pointed to the newly added friend, who was a cute cartoon girl doll avatar. Yao Xin first sent him a friendly smiley face, and then a design drawing.

The cold light of the cell phone reflected on Fu Tingjun's face in the car. He was still indifferent until the design draft paper came into his sight. His usually emotionless black eyes suddenly tightened, and a hint of complexity spread out in them.

The manuscript paper is a bracelet that is not very fancy, with a simple and exquisite design.

Abandoning Christina's usual style of gorgeous designs that please upper-class ladies, the entire drawing appears younger, with ingenuity evident in every detail. This is definitely not a work that the real Christina could design.

As the president of Ya Shi Dian Chuang, who is able to make a luxury jewelry brand global, Fu Tingjun has paid the most attention to no more than ten designers over the years. These designers are all top jewelry design talents in the world, and Ya Shi Dian Chuang has recruited no less than five of them.

He had always wanted to contact Christina, hoping that she could work for him one day, until he discovered that this woman had another identity, Mrs. Huo.

Fu Tingjun's heart turned cold.

Huo Family in East City——

It was a shadow in his life. Their Fu family was just a little bit away from being swallowed up by the Huo Group.

If Huo Dongming had continued to attack these century-old families in the inland more than ten years ago, there would be nothing left of the Fu family.

At a jewelry auction in the East Market, he was astonished by Christina's works. Meeting Christina was an unforgettable experience for him.

Because he had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Not only was she beautiful, but she also exuded a soft and gentle feminine temperament. He still remembers it vividly.

When he saw Yao Xin for the first time on the night when he went to pick up Fu Rong, only he knew the shock in his heart.

That girl was a one-to-one replica of Christina. If it weren't for the age mismatch, he would almost think that Yao Xin was Christina herself.

Today he came to his eldest brother and sister-in-law's house just to confirm it once again. When he saw the necklace around her neck, Fu Tingjun knew who she was.

His eyes returned to the design drawings on his phone. Christina's works were still being sold at the rate of one every three years in recent years. However, as far as he knew, Christina, also known as Mrs. Huo, was no longer alive.

Therefore, there is only one possibility: someone is continuing to design works under her name, but no one has discovered it.

Fu Tingjun carefully looked at the design draft in his hand, but could not see Christina's design style. In the eyes of an expert like Fu Tingjun, Yao Xin's design work was even better than Christina's.

He already had the answer in his mind and silently put the phone back in his pocket.

The darkness dragged on like a ghost, and the car slowly drove into the gate of a three-story villa.

"Mr. Fu, we're here."

Fu Tingjun got off the car and blended into the night, but he was even crazier than the night.

The whole villa was quiet and peaceful. The driver drove away and he was the only one left at home.

Fu Tingjun likes quietness. Apart from having someone come to his house to clean and trim the garden plants every week, he usually lives here alone.

Returning to the room, he took a leisurely shower and changed into home clothes. Then he lay down on the spacious and soft bed and turned on the dim bedside lamp.

He turned on his phone again, looked at Yao Xin's design draft for a long time, and finally replied to her message.

"Report to the company tomorrow. Waiting for you——"