Chapter 61 Deserved Retribution
The black Rolls-Royce drove smoothly along the coastal road, the twilight turning the sea a deep blue.
Ruan Yi, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Fu Jingchen beside her, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.
"Why didn't Assistant Li come along?"
Earlier, Assistant Li was about to get into the driver's seat to be the driver, but when she opened the passenger door, Assistant Li got out of the car again.
In the end, only Fu Jingchen got into the car.
The man turned the steering wheel with one hand, and the car smoothly merged into the traffic. He looked ahead and spoke softly after a moment.
"He was supposed to come."
After he finished speaking, the carriage fell silent.
Ruan Yi opened her mouth, wanting to ask something more, but then felt it was unnecessary.
Assistant Li is a top-level assistant, and he usually has temporary work to handle. Ruan Yi turned her head to look at the street scene passing by outside the window and did not ask any further questions.
Looking at the gradually decreasing traffic outside the window, it seemed that the car was traveling in the wrong direction.
"Aren't we going to a hotel?"
The man's voice rang out, lower than before.
"Hmm," he responded, his gaze lingering briefly on her face before turning back to look at the road.
"Go to my residence in Country M for convenient office work."
Staying at my boss's house while on a business trip is quite a unique experience.
The car eventually turned onto a private driveway behind a coconut grove, at the end of which was a building that almost blended into the twilight.
Ruan Yi saw the house clearly; it was less a villa and more a top-notch minimalist work of art.
Large floor-to-ceiling windows replace the walls, making it a truly perfect top-tier ocean view villa.
This is the complete opposite of the villas she had seen in China, which were piled with European-style sculptures and practically covered in gold trim.
When the car came to a complete stop, Ruan Yi was still a little dazed.
"We're here." The man opened the car door, walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for her. His gaze fell on her slightly parted lips, and the corners of his mouth curled up very faintly.
"Fu Jingchen, you hardly ever stay here, yet you bought such a nice house? Aren't you a little too rich!"
Ruan Yi realized that she really hated the rich. Although she was rich, the difference between being rich and being extremely rich was still too obvious.
The man picked up the suitcase at her feet, his tone ambiguous, neither teasing nor serious.
"You will live in a house like this in the future."
The light from the streetlights fell into his eyes, unfathomable.
“If I were to live in a house like this, it would definitely be me embezzling Nguyen’s public funds in the future.”
After all, it is common knowledge that the company's money does not belong to the boss, but to the company itself.
Given Fu Jingchen's level of wealth, it's no surprise that his personal slush fund is equivalent to the market value of some large enterprises.
The man didn't refute, but simply carried the suitcase towards the door, his steps unhurried, a smile flashing in his eyes as he lowered them.
No need to embezzle public funds.
"If you're with him, you'll naturally have everything."
Just as the man's fingertips were about to touch the sensor screen, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind him.
Before Ruan Yi could react, a dark figure suddenly pounced at Fu Jingchen's feet and grabbed his leg tightly.
"President Fu! President Fu, please spare me! I beg you!"
The man's hoarse wails echoed in the empty courtyard.
Ruan Yi was so frightened that she took a half step back and, by the light of the corridor lamp, saw the person's appearance clearly.
His bulky figure was wrapped in a dirty, shiny shirt, his hair was greasy and matted, and his stubble on his chin was covered in mud. He was not presentable at all.
But this face… Ruan Yi’s breath hitched.
She remembered that in her little notebook where she had secretly learned her skills, there was a drawing of a pot-bellied man on one of the pages.
A sign next to it read, "Mr. Zhang, disrespectful, spouting nonsense, and sleazy!" There was also a small doodle of an angry cat's head.
It was him... that Mr. Zhang who, fueled by alcohol, attacked her at the business dinner, speaking in a lewd and frivolous manner.
How could he have become like this? Just a few months ago in China, he was a company boss wearing an expensive watch and sporting a big belly.
Now he's actually appearing at the entrance of a coastal villa in Country M, kneeling down and begging for mercy like a homeless man?
"Let go."
Fu Jingchen's voice was cold, and the leg being held did not move at all. His eyes looked down at him without any ripples, as if the stone under his feet was just an inconvenient rock.
"I won't let go! If I let go, I really won't survive!"
The man cried even harder, tears mixing with the dirt on his face as they streamed down.
"President Fu, I know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!" the man shouted incoherently, every word filled with despair.
"The company went bankrupt, the bank foreclosed on the house, and my wife left with the children..."
His voice grew softer and softer, almost swallowed by the sea breeze, “After NovaVoy terminated our cooperation, I was tricked into signing a fake contract, my cash flow dried up overnight, and now I can’t even afford a plane ticket back home!”
"I heard you were coming back, so I've been waiting here for five days, watching the intersections in this area every day, hoping to run into you! Mr. Fu! For the sake of us being Chinese, please help me out! Even if it's just taking me back!"
The man's miserable state made Ruan Yi's heart sink. His clothes were worn with many large holes, and his fingernails were full of black grime.
Even when they speak, their breath smells sour and rancid, a taste of being chronically hungry, sleepless, and completely drained by life.
Fu Jingchen's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, revealing only his annoyance at being disturbed.
"How did you sneak into the villa area?"
The man flinched, his voice trembling violently.
"I...I climbed over three fences and hid behind the rocks. The security guards didn't notice me during their patrol..."
Fu Jingchen didn't look at him again. He took out his phone, dialed a number, and gave a few instructions in fluent English, asking the security guards of the villa area to deal with the "intruder" at the gate.
After hanging up the phone, he looked down at the man who was still crying and wailing, his tone calm to the point of being cruel.
"Mr. Zhang, you must take responsibility for your actions."
Less than three minutes later, two security guards in black uniforms quickly walked over and lifted the wailing man up from either side.
He was still struggling to turn back and roar, but his voice grew farther and farther away and was eventually blown away by the sea breeze.
The courtyard fell silent again, with only the sound of waves crashing against the rocks remaining.
Ruan Yi stood there, her fingertips icy cold. She knew this was the retribution Zhang deserved, but seeing him fall from grace so quickly, she couldn't help but shudder.
"Go in." Fu Jingchen's voice was emotionless as he walked towards the sensor screen first.
Ruan Yi bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time before raising her head. If she didn't doubt this, she would really be a fool.
"Is he like this... because of what happened at the banquet that day?"
The man turned around, his gaze falling on the girl's pale face, clearly catching a fleeting glimpse of fear in her eyes.
A sharp, intense pain instantly spread through my heart.
It happened again, the last thing he wanted to see.
He could accept her distancing herself, wait for her to lower her guard, and even tolerate her rejection...
But the one thing she couldn't stand was that she was afraid of him.
In her eyes, he was never someone she could get close to, but rather an abyss that could devour everything at any moment.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed the bitterness in his heart and tried to make his tone sound calm.
“No.” He paused, then added.
“He had business competition with NovaVoy, and he was investigated for illegal operations. The disruption of his funding chain was an inevitable result, and it had nothing to do with anyone else.”
This explanation was reasonable, and Ruan Yi's tense shoulders quietly relaxed a little.
"Oh, I see."
At least, it wasn't because of her. A sense of relief swept through Ruan Yi's heart, but it was also mixed with some indescribable emotions.
Fu Jingchen didn't say anything more and carried his suitcase into the house.
In the center of the living room is a huge curved sofa, and a full-length projection screen is embedded in the wall. The most eye-catching feature is the sea view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, where the sea surface glistens with tiny lights in the night.
"I'll take you to your room."
The man's voice interrupted her as she was admiring the beautiful scenery.
As soon as Ruan Yi stepped into the room, she saw two pairs of cotton slippers on the carpet at the foot of the bed.
One pair was dark gray, wide and oversized, clearly a men's size, while the other pair was light apricot, which happened to be her size.
Ruan Yi had some doubts, but she still settled her suitcase first.
She turned around, intending to go to the bathroom to wash her face.
When the bathroom door is opened, two toothbrush cups are placed side by side on the counter.
Even the electric toothbrushes next to it were in pairs; the black one looked used, while the white one had a transparent protective cover on its brush head, making it look brand new and shiny.
Ruan Yi touched the satin edge of the pink bathrobe she had changed into; the cool touch sent shivers down her spine.
Matching slippers, toothbrushes, bathrobes... these things are just too weird.
Could it be that the man surnamed Fu has held some kind of indescribable party in this house?
This circle in the US is incredibly brazen; they've made the news a lot with things like this.
I don't even know which woman these are meant for.
It could also be a man... This industry is really messy.
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