That drawing was obviously different from the wedding ring she designed for Jiang Yuan. It was a discarded drawing that she had discarded in the MI studio.

Ye Ruohuan wasn't quite sure, so she turned on her computer, pulled up the news from that webpage, and enlarged the watermarked image.

After looking at it carefully, Ye Ruohuan was 100% sure that it was the drawing she had discarded.

Ye Ruohuan couldn't help but frowned. She remembered that because Fu Yi had dismissed Jiang Yuan, she hurriedly threw it on the original desk and forgot to deal with it.

However, when she wanted to deal with it the next day, she found that it was missing. She searched every corner around her office. Later, Huo Zixi told her that her aunt might have taken it away and shredded it in a paper shredder.

So Ye Ruohuan was not too obsessed with finding the drawing, but something went wrong today.

It seems that it was because Ye Ruhuan was careless that he gave the person behind the scenes an opportunity to take advantage of him.

However, even if Ye Ruohuan knew the reason, he still couldn't find out who was behind the scenes. Maybe it was someone he had made enemies with in the past, or maybe he was facing a strong rival in the same industry now.

Ye Ruohuan really couldn't think of a specific person as to who the other party's true identity was.

However, now she has some clues. Ye Ruohuan looked at the draft on the computer screen and compared it with her final draft. In fact, Ye Ruohuan made some changes between the two drafts, and a slight difference can be seen.

However, everyone knows that this does not mean anything, and it certainly does not mean that Ye Ruohuan is the original designer of this wedding ring.

Ye Ruohuan tapped his head in annoyance and murmured, "This is really a headache."

Whenever Ye Ruohuan encountered problems, she had to rely on Fu Yijian to solve them, and she couldn't help at all.

Every time she got into trouble, there were always a bunch of people following her to help her clean up. Ye Ruohuan couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable and guilty.

Although Ye Ruohuan was not a strong woman who emphasized women's rights and did everything by herself, she still felt that hiding under Fu Yijian's protection seemed a little immature and cowardly.

Ye Ruohuan couldn't help but wonder, when could she grow up to be someone like Liang Ke who could stand on her own?

She doesn't insist on having a lot of power and money in her hands, but at least she can stand up and handle emergencies maturely.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and Ye Ruohuan didn't know that what she was thinking at that moment would finally come true one day in the future.

On the top floor of Fu’s house, a man in an expensive suit was working attentively at his desk.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

Then, a male assistant walked in. He looked at the man at the desk, hesitating whether to tell the truth to his boss.

The man held a diamond-studded fountain pen in his hand. He raised his head from the pile of documents, stared at the assistant with a little displeasure, and slowly said, "What's the matter?"

Every time Fu Yijian saw his assistant like this, he knew that something bad must have happened again. To be honest, he really hated the feeling of being disturbed. He always felt that his peaceful life was often interrupted by others.

The assistant didn't dare to look directly at Fu Yijian's scrutinizing eyes. He wiped the sweat off his face and said to Fu Yijian, "President, the French people reported that Chairman Fu and his wife are already on the plane back to China."

The assistant was shocked when he heard the news. Fu Jianlin and Shu Manlan returned to China together. Not only Shu Manlan returned alone, but also Fu Jianlin who had been recuperating abroad for many years!

When the assistant learned the news, Fu Jianlin and Shu Manlan had already boarded the plane back home, so the assistant did not dare to delay and immediately came to report to Fu Yijian.

When Fu Yijian heard the news, he couldn't help but frowned and asked, "My dad?"

The assistant nodded, trembling slightly, afraid that Fu Yijian would suddenly lose his temper.

"When did you board the plane?" Fu Yijian asked directly.

The assistant thought to himself, it’s over, it’s over, but Fu Yijian still asked the question.

The assistant quietly raised his eyes to look at the man at the desk, then stammered, "Five o'clock this morning."

As soon as the assistant finished speaking, Fu Yijian's face darkened and became extremely gloomy.

According to the flight route from France to city B in China, it would probably be time for you to get off the plane.

The assistant felt the strange and cold aura coming from Fu Yijian, and his legs couldn't help but tremble. He no longer expected to get away with it, and only prayed in his heart that Fu Yijian would give him a lighter sentence.

After a long time, Fu Yijian spoke: "Does my brother know?"

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then said, "You probably already know it by now."

"Today's schedule remains unchanged, you can go out." Fu Yijian ordered indifferently.

The assistant was instantly relieved and quickly left Fu Yijian's office.

…

In a villa somewhere on a hillside, a woman followed a man and kept shouting, "I'm so hungry, when can I eat?"

Wherever the man goes, the woman follows, and the chatter in her ears never stops.

Finally, the man stopped walking, and the woman had no time to stop, and she bumped into the hard and thick back of the man in front of her.

She uttered an "owl" and frowned. She rubbed her red nose with her hand and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Fu Yiming, you are so bad!"

The man immediately turned around the moment the accident happened, leaned over and took a closer look at the woman's slightly upturned nose.

He stared at the small red spot on the woman's nose, which turned red even though it didn't touch the bone.

Fu Yiming frowned slightly and lectured the petite woman in front of him in a low voice: "Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Xia Lin'an blinked aggrievedly, staring at Fu Yijian pitifully, his cheeks slightly puffed up, as if accusing Fu Yiming of his harsh accusations.

Fu Yiming still had a serious look on his face, and said accusingly: "Have you forgotten the lesson from last night? You want to do it again?" The threatening tone in his words was immediately visible.

Xia Linan's alarm bells rang. She couldn't help but cover her butt and jumped away to a safe distance of two meters from Fu Yiming.

Fu Yiming looked at her deeply, then turned around, walked into the kitchen with his long legs, and began to prepare food for Xia Linan.

It was already afternoon, and Xia Linan's butt was still aching. She looked at the tall figure busy in the kitchen, gnashing her teeth in hatred and cursing, "Fu Yiming, you bastard, a beast in human clothing."

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Fu Yiming looks like a gentle and wealthy handsome man in a suit. After being with him for such a long time, Xia Linan has completely recognized his true nature. Fu Yiming is actually a masochist!

Don’t ask how Xia Lin’an guessed it, because this is obviously a painful lesson!

Thinking of what happened last night, Xia Linan felt his butt hurt again.