Fu Chen sat alone in the president's office.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights are blurry.
Just like his chaotic mood at the moment.
On the computer screen in front of him, the video of Xu Zhao secretly transferring money in the Internet cafe was playing in a loop.
Next to it is the detailed flow of funds in Xu Zhiru's account.
Every record of transfer to Xu Zhao's shell company was like a blunt knife, cutting Fu Chen's heart again and again.
He looked at the evidence over and over again. His mind told him that everything pointed to Xu Zhiru and Xu Zhao, but emotionally, he still couldn't believe it.
"Impossible..." He muttered to himself, his voice dry.
Xu Zhiru is so weak and so dependent on him, how could she do such a thing?
He scratched his hair irritably and opened the drawer of his desk.
A dusty document came into view.
That was Ning Nanxue's design draft, the design drawing of Suisui's baby room.
The main color is light blue, with a cute cartoon elephant painted on it, which is warm and full of childlike fun.
Fu Chen's fingertips trembled as he stroked the drawing, and his memory was instantly pulled back to the past.
At that time, Ning Nanxue was pregnant with Sui Sui and described to him what the baby room would look like with a happy face.
"Ah Chen, look, put the small rocking bed here, and the toy cabinet here, and give our baby the most beautiful little room."
Her smile was gentle and full of expectation, like the warmest sunshine in winter.
However, all of this was destroyed by his own hands.
Now, things have changed, Sui Sui is no longer here, and Ning Nanxue is getting further and further away from him.
And the only one left by his side was the hysterical Xu Zhiru.
Fu Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The image of Xu Zhiru crying and screaming in the ward appeared in my mind, hysterical and fragile.
This is in stark contrast to the gentle and considerate Ning Nanxue in my memory.
This contrast made Fu Chen even more upset.
He even began to doubt whether the choice he had always insisted on was wrong?
Fu Chen forced himself not to think about Ning Nanxue's good points.
He picked up his phone and called Xu Zhiru.
The phone rang several times before it was connected.
"Ah Chen..."
Xu Zhiru's voice was nasal and sounded very weak.
"Zhiru, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
Fu Chen softened his voice, with a barely perceptible hint of tentativeness in his tone.
"I...I'm still a little scared."
Xu Zhiru sobbed, "Ah Chen, I always feel that those people are wronging us. I really don't know anything."
"I know, I know."
Fu Chen comforted her, paused, and couldn't help asking, "Zhiru, the money from Xu Zhao's company...are you really not aware of it?"
On the other end of the phone, Xu Zhiru's voice suddenly paused.
A few seconds of silence made Fu Chen's heart suddenly tighten.
"Ah Chen, you...what do you mean?"
Xu Zhiru's voice sounded a little flustered.
"I just want to know, what happened to that money?"
Fu Chen tried his best to make his tone sound calm.
"I...I really don't know."
Xu Zhiru's voice was filled with tears. "Ah Chen, do you also not believe me? Do you also feel that I lied to you?"
"I don't……"
Fu Chen wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Xu Zhiru's sudden high-pitched scream.
"Ah! My heart is beating so fast! Ah Chen, I can't breathe! I feel so uncomfortable!"
Xu Zhiru's rapid breathing and painful groans were heard over the phone.
"Zhiru! Zhiru, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Chen suddenly panicked and spoke in an extremely anxious tone.
"Ah Chen... I... I seem to be sick again... I feel so uncomfortable..."
Xu Zhiru's voice became weaker and weaker, as if she would faint at any time.
"Don't be afraid, Zhiru, I'll be right there!"
Fu Chen hung up the phone, grabbed his coat and rushed out of the office.
Hospital VIP ward.
When Fu Chen arrived, Xu Zhiru was lying on the bed with a pale face, gasping for breath.
His chest heaved violently, as if he would stop breathing at any moment.
The equipment beside the bed emitted a shrill alarm.
"Where's the doctor? Doctor!"
Fu Chen shouted anxiously towards the door.
"Mr. Fu, I'm here."
The doctor who had treated Xu Zhiru before "happened" to walk in.
He quickly checked Xu Zhiru's condition, frowned, and said to Fu Chen, "Mr. Fu, Miss Xu's mood swings are too great, causing her condition to worsen. She needs to rest and cannot be stimulated anymore."
The doctor's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the slight doubt that had just arisen in Fu Chen's heart.
Looking at the weak Xu Zhiru lying on the bed, his heart softened again.
"Doctor, how is she? Is she serious?"
Fu Chen asked worriedly.
"There's no immediate danger to life, but if this continues, I'm afraid..."
The doctor hesitated and shook his head.
Fu Chen's heart became even heavier.
He walked to the bedside, held Xu Zhiru's cold hand, and comforted her softly, "Zhiru, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."
Xu Zhiru opened her eyes weakly, tears filling her eyes. "Ah Chen, I feel so bad. I really didn't mean it. Please believe me."
"I believe you. I believe you."
Fu Chen said it over and over again, as if he was comforting Xu Zhiru, or as if he was convincing himself.
He looked at Xu Zhiru's haggard face, and the sense of responsibility in his heart once again took over.
No matter what, he couldn't abandon Xu Zhiru at this time.
He must take good care of her.
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