Chapter 32
Come out of the cafe.
This was Jin Chaochao’s first visit to Fu’s.
As soon as she walked to the door of Fu's, she saw a young woman in a suspender skirt and carrying a branded handbag arguing with the security guard.
"I want to see Fu Tingyuan, you go and report to him." She spoke in a particularly strong tone and with a condescending look.
The security guard looked embarrassed and said, "Mr. Fu is very busy. You don't have an appointment, so I can't let you in."
Jin Chaochao thought that instead of making things difficult for the security guard, it would be better to call Fu Tingyuan.
I called but the phone rang for a long time and no one on the other end answered.
She had thought that since she was at Fu’s company, she could go up and take a look.
Now that he didn't answer the phone, she might as well go back.
Just as she was about to leave, Fu Tingyuan called back.
"Is there something wrong?" In the office, Fu Tingyuan sat in the BOSS chair, feeling terribly cold all over.
Jin Chaochao: "Nothing important. I just finished talking to Mr. Chen and came to see you."
"Wait a minute, I'll ask my assistant to pick you up." Fu Tingyuan hung up without giving Jin Chaochao a chance to reply.
Jin Chaochao held the phone tightly and stood at the door waiting.
About three minutes later, Fu Tingyuan's assistant ran over, sweating profusely.
When he saw Jin Chaochao, he immediately greeted her respectfully, "Mrs. Fu, please follow me."
So, Jin Chaochao followed the assistant and walked straight into the gate amid the shocked gazes of the security guard and the unruly beauty.
"Mrs. Fu?" The security guard rubbed his eyes hard and called out.
He has never heard that the boss is married!
Jin Chaochao turned around and smiled when she heard the voice.
The security guard immediately responded with a smirk and said hello, "Mrs. Fu, I'll remember you. Next time you come, I'll let you in right away."
Jin Chaochao nodded and was about to leave with the assistant.
The beautiful lady with the extremely arrogant attitude just now called her, "Wait, your name is Jin Chaochao, right?"
Jin Chaochao looked at the woman in surprise, "Do you know me?"
"I've heard of you. You became Mrs. Fu by repaying a favor."
Jin Chaochao raised an eyebrow, "So what do you want to say?"
Song Yuhan sneered, "I want to say that Fu Tingyuan doesn't like you at all. Even if you become Mrs. Fu, what does it matter? If you can't get a man's love, isn't it just living a widow?"
Jin Chaochao looked at the other person's harsh expression and smiled.
"Who is this lady?"
At this time, the security guard immediately answered, "It's the young lady of the Song family, Song Yuehan."
"How do you know Mr. Fu doesn't like me? And how can you be sure that he won't like me in the future?"
Jin Chaochao turned around and took a step forward, her aura fully revealed, her voice wild and arrogant.
Song Yuehan was shocked by her aura, but he quickly reacted and rolled his eyes in disdain, "Just based on your face? No matter how pretty you are, you are just a vase. It's really ridiculous these days, a wild chicken wants to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix."
Jin Chaochao didn't care about her ridicule, "Miss Song is right, my face is indeed beautiful, more than enough to be a vase, the key is that some people are not even good-looking enough to be a vase."
"You..." Song Yuehan herself was not particularly pretty, and after hearing this, she was so angry that she had a myocardial infarction on the spot.
Jin Chaochao has never been kind to those who provoke her with rude words.
She snorted coldly, lowered her eyebrows, and said with a murderous look: "No matter what, I am Mrs. Fu now, and you are not even a mistress!"
Song Yuehan was stabbed again.
She wanted to say something else, but Jin Chaochao looked at the security guard and said, "Why are you just standing there? Call the police and check her background. She might be a murderer or arsonist."
Song Yuehan's body froze, and the next second he jumped up and was furious, "Jin Chaochao, you are slandering me, do you believe I will sue you for defamation?"
"Sure!" Jin Chaochao looked at her with a half-smile, "Then I can sue you for murder and two deaths."
Song Yuehan was not only shocked, but also felt guilty and terrified. "Jin Chaochao, do you know what you are talking about?"
Jin Chaochao looked at her, the smile on his face becoming brighter and brighter, "Of course I know! I just told you that you will be in jail within three days because you killed someone a year ago."
Song Yuehan tried to hide her fear, but Jin Chaochao ignored her and turned away.
The security guards standing there were dumbfounded.
He was holding his phone and was confused about whether to call the police.
Song Yuehan was trembling all over, panic-stricken and at a loss.
She has been hiding this matter very well. How did Jin Chaochao know about it?
It was clearly the first time they met.
Seeing that Jin Chaochao was about to enter the company, she pushed the security guard away and rushed forward to pounce on Jin Chaochao.
Jin Chaochao felt a knife stabbing at her from behind, so she turned around and kicked Song Yuehan to the ground.
The dagger fell to the ground. Song Yuehan wanted to pick it up again, but Fu Tingyuan's assistant held his shoulder.
She was lying flat on the ground, unable to move.
The security guard reacted and called the police immediately.
It was originally just a verbal dispute between two ladies, but now it has escalated into intentional injury and the police must be called.
Song Yuehan lay on the ground, glaring at Jin Chaochao fiercely, "Who are you? How do you know about me?"
Jin Chaochao looked at her stupid eyes and gave her a quick answer. "Since you asked, I might as well tell you. I am the only descendant of Xuanmen. Just now I saw that your forehead is black, your eyebrows are yellow and your eyes are dim, and your eyebrows are messy. It is a sign that you will be imprisoned soon. And I see that your Yin virtue is damaged, and you are entangled with resentment. I guess you have been having bad luck recently and have often quarreled with others."
Song Yuehan felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his body.
So Jin Chaochao is a fortune teller?
She could actually predict that she would kill someone and go to jail?
In an instant she felt like a deflated ball, as if a bomb was about to explode in her head.
She wanted to slap herself in the face because Jin Chaochao had ignored her just now.
Why is she so desperate and causing trouble for herself?
Jin Chaochao turned around and strode away.
There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
She just used simple deduction techniques to calculate that she had killed two people.
Those who commit crimes and bully the weak do not deserve sympathy.
She deserved the jail time.
Fortunately, she had predicted in the morning that there would be a bloody disaster today, and she was prepared just now, so Song Yuehan was not hurt.
Fu Tingyuan's office.
A group of subordinates who were scolded and humiliated left in a hurry.
The assistant brought Jin Chaochao to the door and respectfully opened it, "Mrs. Fu, please go in directly."
Jin Chaochao walked into the office.
What comes into view is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and you can take in the beautiful scenery of half of the city by just looking up.
There is a luxurious desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sofa in the lounge area next to it is equipped with tables, chairs, and tea sets, all of which are exquisite.
The style of the entire room is simple and elegant, low-key and luxurious, which matches Fu Tingyuan's temperament very well.
Jin Chaochao looked at Fu Tingyuan who was sitting on the chair.
He was still wearing a suit, and the dark black color made him look like a noble and inviolable emperor.
It was not difficult to see the low pressure between his brows at this moment. He had just lost his temper and was still angry.
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