The directors looked at each other in shock.
Mother Fu was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at Ning Nanxue but couldn't say a word. In the end, she could only stomp her feet and leave angrily.
Only Fu Chen, Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen were left in the conference room.
"Ning Nanxue!" Fu Chen's voice was like the roar of a trapped beast, breaking the last of the peace in the meeting room. "Do you really have to force me to this point?"
Ning Nanxue raised her eyes, with a hint of coldness, a hint of sarcasm, and a hint of calmness after finally taking off her disguise. "Force you?" She chuckled softly, as if she had heard a joke. "Fu Chen, you think too highly of yourself, and you underestimate me, Ning Nanxue."
"I'm gambled on the Ning Group, everything, just for this day, just to drag your Fu Group down with it." Ning Nanxue's tone was calm, yet filled with a frightening determination. "Do you really think I'm just fighting for that little bit of inheritance? To get revenge on you and Xu Zhiru?"
She paused and continued, "Of course, revenge on you is part of the fun, but more importantly, I want you, Fu Chen, to personally destroy the business empire you built."
Fu Chen's face turned pale and his fingers clenched into fists, "You..." He was furious and almost lost his mind. He subconsciously stepped forward to grab Ning Nanxue's arm.
Jiang Tingchen was quicker. He stepped forward, standing in front of Ning Nanxue, and glanced at Fu Chen with a cold gaze. "Mr. Fu, please respect yourself." His tone was gentle, but it carried an undeniable warning. "It is not Mr. Fu's manners to touch a woman."
Fu Chen's movements froze in mid-air. He looked at Jiang Tingchen protecting Ning Nanxue, and his anger grew even more, but he had to suppress it.
He knew that Jiang Tingchen was no longer someone he could easily disregard. As the crown prince of the Jiang Group, with the secret support of the Huayun Group, and with Mr. Wen's defection, Jiang Tingchen now possessed more than enough power to contend with him.
What's more, Fu Chen is now under attack from all sides, with internal and external troubles. How could he have the energy to provoke Jiang Tingchen?
Fu Chen could only stare at Ning Nanxue with gritted teeth, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth, "Good, very good, Ning Nanxue, you are really great."
After saying that, he turned around abruptly and strode out of the meeting room, his back looking a bit embarrassed and dejected.
Fu Chen returned to the president's office angrily, opened the drawer of the desk, and wanted to take out the diamond ring prepared by Secretary Chen.
However, the drawer was empty. Where the ring box should have been, there was only an empty groove.
Fu Chen was stunned. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and confirmed again that the drawer was indeed empty. The ring box was gone.
He suddenly grabbed the phone on the table and dialed Secretary Chen's number, saying in an angry tone, "Secretary Chen, where is the ring? Where is the ring I asked you to prepare? Why is it not in the office?"
Secretary Chen's slightly puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone, "Ring? Mr. Fu, hasn't the ring been kept in your office drawer? I saw it when I came this morning..."
"Bullshit!" Fu Chen roared, his voice almost shattering the phone. "The drawer is empty! There's nothing! You'd better tell me the truth, where did the ring go?"
Secretary Chen seemed startled by Fu Chen's anger, and his tone became cautious, "Mr. Fu, I really don't know. I did put the ring in your drawer this morning, and I haven't been to the office since then..."
Fu Chen was so angry that he was shaking all over. He hung up the phone abruptly and was about to rush out of the office to check the surveillance to see who stole the ring.
Just then, the office door was gently pushed open, and Xu Zhiru walked in holding a thermos.
"Achen, I made some nutritious soup for you. You've been busy all day and must be exhausted. Drink some soup to replenish your body." Xu Zhiru's voice was gentle, with a hint of flattery.
Fu Chen was already furious, and when he saw Xu Zhiru, he became even more furious. He was about to scold her when he suddenly noticed that Xu Zhiru was wearing a ring on her hand, a diamond ring that shone brightly under the light.
That diamond ring, with its exquisite style and dazzling brilliance, was exactly the one he asked Secretary Chen to pick out as a gift for Ning Nanxue!
Fu Chen's anger froze instantly, replaced by shock, confusion, and disbelief.
He suddenly grabbed Xu Zhiru's wrist, his voice as cold as ice, "Where did this ring come from?"
Xu Zhiru was startled by Fu Chen's sudden action, and the thermos in her hand almost fell to the ground. She raised her head and saw Fu Chen's gloomy face. She felt a panic in her heart, but it was soon replaced by surprise.
She thought that Fu Chen had finally noticed her and was finally going to give her a surprise.
Xu Zhiru's face flushed with shyness, and her voice was filled with a hint of shyness and expectation, "Ah Chen, you...did you see it? Is this something you gave me? It's really beautiful, I like it very much."
Fu Chen looked at Xu Zhiru's delighted expression, and his anger grew even stronger. He almost gritted his teeth and asked, "I'll ask you again, where did this ring come from?"
Xu Zhiru was frightened by Fu Chen's cold tone. The smile on her face froze, and her eyes were filled with fear and anxiety. "Ah Chen, you...what's wrong with you? Didn't you give me this ring? I...I saw it in the drawer of your office..."
"Office drawer?" Fu Chen sneered, his tone mocking, "Xu Zhiru, you really are so self-indulgent!"
He suddenly grabbed Xu Zhiru's hand and ordered in a cold tone, "Give me back the ring!"
Xu Zhiru was completely stunned. She looked at Fu Chen in disbelief, then looked at the diamond ring on her finger, her voice trembling, "Ah Chen, you...what did you say? This ring is not given to me?"
Fu Chen snatched the ring from Xu Zhiru's hand, his tone extremely cold, "This ring is for Ning Nanxue!"
"Ning... Ning Nanxue?" Xu Zhiru stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning. Her face turned pale in an instant, and the thermos in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang", shattering into pieces and splashing soup everywhere.
"Get out." Fu Chen's tone was cold, without a trace of warmth.
Xu Zhiru froze in place, tears still on her face, her expression full of disbelief.
"A Chen..." Her voice was choked with sobs. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.
Fu Chen's eyes swept over the debris on the ground, and his tone became even more impatient, "Do you want me to say it again?"
Xu Zhiru was shocked all over, and finally realized that Fu Chen was really angry.
She didn't dare say anything else. She could only silently pick up the broken pieces of the thermos on the ground and leave the office in embarrassment.
When the office door closed, Xu Zhiru could no longer hold back her tears.
She covered her mouth, suppressed her tears, and ran away quickly.
Ning Nanxue happened to be walking from the other end of the corridor and bumped into Xu Zhiru who was running away crying.
She looked at Xu Zhiru's embarrassed back and frowned slightly.
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