In the director's office of the rescue station.
Two lines of people stood outside the room. Fu Jianzhi sat inside the room, with a middle-aged man sitting beside him.
Fu Lin.
Fu Lin looked at his son's tense little face with a pleading expression, "Cheng Rong, let's not wait for your sister anymore, okay? Come home with Dad first. Dad has left someone here to handle the adoption procedures, and we'll bring your sister home in a few days."
Fu Lin never dreamed that his youngest son, who had been shot dead in front of him, would actually appear unharmed in front of him in Meicheng, three thousand miles away.
Fu Lin had two sons, the elder son Fu Chengyu and the younger son Fu Chengrong.
In recent years, the Fu family has been embroiled in a bitter internal conflict over the inheritance of the family business. Fu Lin had sent his two sons to a private school known for its secrecy at a young age, but a little over a month ago, both sons were kidnapped.
The kidnappers did not reveal their identities, and the kidnapping of the two children was only to disrupt the progress of the project that Fu Lin was working on.
Upon learning the news, Fu Lin suspended his project and flew back from Germany overnight, facing a choice between two options.
The kidnappers pointed a gun at the two children, forcing Fu Lin to choose between them. After hesitating for a few seconds, Fu Lin chose his thirteen-year-old eldest son.
After a gunshot, the youngest son fell to the ground, and the kidnappers didn't even leave Fu Lin with a body.
But to the surprise of those who orchestrated the scheme, Fu Chengrong's death did not disrupt Fu Lin's plans; instead, it spurred him on. In the following month, he used swift and decisive measures to secure the support of more than half of the Fu family's seats, becoming the new head of the Fu family.
After securing his position, Fu Lin's longing for his youngest son became almost an obsession. He searched the entire country for boys around eight years old, hoping to adopt one to fill the void in his heart.
Unfortunately, something happened to Ruan Chen's family at that time. Fu Lin received a photo from the Meicheng Rescue Station and recognized his youngest son at a glance.
"Cheng Rong, do you still remember what the kidnappers looked like back then?"
Fu Jianzhi raised his clear black and white eyes and looked at Fu Lin. "I've already said, my name is not Fu Chengrong. He is dead. Please don't call me by that name anymore."
In front of Fu Lin, he was just like a little hedgehog with all its quills sticking out.
Fu Lin knew his youngest son was upset. At eight years old, he didn't try to lecture him, but instead went along with his son's words, "Little Fu, what's your name now?"
"Didn't your teacher tell you? My name is Fu Jianzhi."
Fu Jianzhi silently added in his mind, "It was Ruan Chen who picked up Fu Jianzhi."
There was a knock on the door.
Ruan Chen happened to hear this.
She maintained a composed, mature demeanor on her face, but inside she was proud and pleased with herself.
So what if your family is rich? Fu Jianzhi only recognizes me.
She walked into the house with a reserved air. "Uncle adopter, would you like to adopt my brother?"
Ruan Chen had already decided on her way here that if such a wealthy family was only willing to adopt Fu Jianzhi, she would let Fu Jianzhi go. She couldn't possibly stop Fu Jianzhi from living a better life, could she?
When Fu Jianzhi saw her, he hurriedly stood up and tried to get closer, but Fu Lin held him back.
"Yes, we want to adopt your younger brother... Is he your biological brother?"
Ruan Chen was very cautious, and she didn't want to answer any questions that seemed suspicious to her. "Uncle, this doesn't seem important."
“It’s very important. Because we want to adopt a brother and sister, and if you’re not his sister, then unfortunately we can only adopt this little boy.”
Fu Lin had already decided to adopt Ruan Chen, but before that, he wanted to test the little girl's character.
Fu Jianzhi's anger was about to burst. He knew that his father was lying again, just to test Ruan Chen.
His father has always been like this, thinking he can manipulate people's hearts with some tricks and schemes.
Ruan Chen replied indifferently, "No, you should take him away. My brother is very smart, please make sure he receives a good education."
Ruan Chen genuinely didn't care.
She knew that in the shelter, as long as she mentioned her biological father's name, the staff would definitely find a way to help her confirm it.
But she didn't care.
She loathed this man who abandoned his wife and children to enjoy wealth and luxury on his own.
Fu Lin nodded approvingly at Ruan Chen's answer and told her the truth, "Actually, I am Cheng Rong... no, Jian Zhi's biological father..."
But before he could finish his sentence, Ruan Chen, like a cat with its fur standing on end, quickly pulled Fu Jianzhi behind her, her eyes full of vigilance, "What do you want to do?"
Fu Jianzhi didn't resist at all, hiding behind Ruan Chen's small body and looking at Fu Lin provocatively.
That look clearly said, "Look, even if you don't want me, there are plenty of people willing to protect me."
Fu Lin patiently explained the whole story to Ruan Chen, and finally said that he would adopt Ruan Chen and provide her with the best possible life and resources.
"Thank you, but I don't need it." Ruan Chen lowered her eyes, pulled Fu Jianzhi out from behind her, and handed her to Fu Lin. "Jianzhi, go with your father."
Fu Jianzhi's eyes immediately reddened.
"Sister, you don't want me anymore either?"
He didn't cry when Fu Lin abandoned him, he didn't cry when he was thrown into Meicheng, and he didn't cry when he ate those unpalatable meals in the slums.
In his view, of all the people he had ever met, only Ruan Chen's kindness to him was the purest and most selfless.
He didn't want to go back to that cold, lonely home alone, forever living in his brother's shadow.
Fu Lin said, "Your name is Ruan Chen, right? Chenchen, why don't you come back with us? Look how much Jian Zhi likes you."
"No need, I have a dad."
"I heard that your parents have already... Please accept my condolences, Chenchen. People always have to look forward."
But no matter what Fu Lin said, Ruan Chen just wouldn't budge.
Suddenly, Fu Jianzhi asked, "Sister, are you waiting for Ruan Zhengde?"
Ruan Chen's eyes widened in surprise. Wasn't Fu Jianzhi an idiot who couldn't even remember his own name? Why was he being so clever when he shouldn't be?
Fu Lin frowned slightly, recalling some fragmented memories of the past.
Both the Fu and Ruan families are top-tier wealthy families. He and Ruan Zhengde have some connection. He had heard that many years ago, the inexperienced Ruan Zhengde spent a few years in a small border town in the south, but he didn't amount to much and returned to his hometown in disgrace.
Not only does the girl in front of me bear the surname Ruan, but she also bears a striking resemblance to Ruan Zhengde.
But Fu Lin, a shrewd businessman, pretended not to care and changed the subject.
He didn't want to get involved in the Ruan family's affairs.
In the end, Fu Lin forcibly took Fu Jianzhi away while holding him in his arms. Fu Jianzhi struggled and kicked desperately in Fu Lin's arms, scratching bloody marks on his neck.
From then on, his hatred for Fu Lin grew even stronger.
Just as the father and son were about to step out of the rescue station under the protection of a group of people, Ruan Chen caught up with them, panting.
She lowered her voice and whispered in Fu Jianzhi's ear, "You have a total of 60,000 yuan in your savings account now. Keep it close to your body. If you get thrown out again next time, you won't be so lucky to meet me."
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