"It's company business. I asked Secretary Chen to send me something. I want to see how the project is going."
"Okay. But go home and rest first. The doctor said you need to take care of your throat and lungs after smoking. You can't get tired."
Ning Nanxue raised the corner of her mouth. "As you wish, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Tingchen also smiled. "Just be obedient."
After returning to the apartment, Jiang Tingchen helped Ning Nanxue sit on the sofa and poured her a glass of warm water.
"Drink some water to moisten your throat. I'll run you a bath and change your clothes so you can feel more comfortable."
"Okay." Ning Nanxue took small sips of water and watched Jiang Tingchen busy himself in the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom. Ning Nanxue put down her cup and picked up her phone. Secretary Chen had sent her several messages, all about the company's operations.
She scanned it once and felt more at ease.
Fu Chen's management was admittedly not as good as his own, but fortunately, the previous cooperation with Green Light Technology filled the gaps in other projects, which prevented the Fu Group from completely shutting down.
As for the other projects... they are all the results of Fu Chen's own work, let him digest them himself!
Jiang Tingchen came out of the bathroom: "The water is ready, and I've got your pajamas. Go take a shower and refresh yourself."
Ning Nanxue stood up. "Yeah."
The bathroom was filled with steam. After taking a shower and changing into soft pajamas, Ning Nanxue felt a lot lighter.
When she came out, Jiang Tingchen had already put her laptop on the coffee table in the living room.
"Let's fill our stomachs first. I ordered some porridge and snacks." Jiang Tingchen pointed to the dining table.
Ning Nanxue smiled and simply lay on Jiang Tingchen's lap.
Jiang Tingchen put his hand on her shoulder, tapping her rhythmically with his fingertips.
"Xue'er," Jiang Tingchen said, "How's the Ning family doing lately? Will the Fu family's turmoil affect them?"
Ning Nanxue said lazily, "Fortunately, when I was in charge of the Fu Group, I intentionally shifted some resources to the Ning Group, which served as a firewall. Now that Fu Chen has messed up the Fu Group, the Ning Group hasn't been affected much."
She paused, then continued, "Ning's core business and personnel are stable. Fu Chen wants to save Fu's, but even if someone is willing to invest, that little money may not be enough to fill the hole in Fu's company, and it will be even more difficult to return to the past."
"That's good." Jiang Tingchen's fingers shuttled through her hair, his movements gentle and slow. "Ning is stable now, you can relax a little."
"Well, the earlier arrangements have finally paid off." Ning Nanxue's voice contained a sense of relief that the situation had been settled.
Jiang Tingchen didn't respond, but just quietly enjoyed this rare peace.
The apartment was silent, with only the sounds of their breathing mixing together, and the hustle and bustle of traffic outside the window was blocked out.
The warmth from his fingertips passed through her hair to her scalp, slowly relaxing her tense nerves.
His hand slid from her hair to the side of her neck, and his fingertips gently rubbed her delicate skin.
Ning Nanxue closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his palm and the familiar faint scent.
At this time, the Fu family villa was brightly lit, but the villa was deserted.
Fu Chen has rarely been seen these days. When he occasionally comes back, he is exhausted and too lazy to say much.
Xu Zhiru was alone in the empty villa, feeling empty inside and overwhelmed by loneliness. Seeing Fu Chen so gloomy, she didn't dare to step forward and ask anything.
She grabbed her phone and swiped the screen for a long time before finally stopping at Su Yao's name.
There was no movement from Ning Nanxue, which made her feel uncomfortable.
The phone was connected, and Su Yao's unique tone came, and she asked lazily: "Who is it?"
"Yaoyao, it's me, Zhiru." Xu Zhiru pinched her throat, trying to make her voice sound more pitiful. "Are you... free? I'd like to invite you to come and have a cup of tea."
There was a pause of a few seconds before Su Yao responded, "Where's Fu Chen?"
"Ah Chen... he's so busy at the company." Xu Zhiru trailed off, feeling aggrieved. "I'm home alone, feeling so bored."
"Okay, I'm free." Su Yao agreed quickly.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Zhiru breathed a sigh of relief.
She walked to the dressing mirror and looked at herself. She deliberately didn't put on any makeup and let her hair hang loose, making herself look sick and haggard, so that people would feel distressed when they saw her.
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.
Xu Zhiru hurried over to open the door.
"Yaoyao, you're here." She forced a smile and hurriedly invited Su Yao in.
Su Yao glanced around the entrance and landed on Xu Zhiru.
He was wearing plain home clothes, and his face was a little paler than usual.
"The Fu family is quiet now." Su Yao's tone was flat.
She changed into slippers and followed Xu Zhiru into the living room.
The living room is still the same, with luxurious furnishings, but it feels uninviting and empty.
"Yaoyao, sit anywhere." Xu Zhiru pointed at the sofa. "What would you like to drink? Black tea or coffee?"
"Black tea." Su Yao sat down, her posture casual.
Xu Zhiru went to prepare tea.
When she came out with the tea set, Su Yao was looking up at the colorful oil painting on the wall.
Xu Zhiru placed the teacup in front of Su Yao, followed her gaze, and said softly, "Achen took this painting specially and said I like it."
Su Yao retracted her gaze, picked up the teacup and took a sip without raising her eyelids: "Oh? Fu Chen still has this thought."
Xu Zhiru's smile froze, and she curled her fingers. "Yaoyao, tell me... Ning Nanxue, why hasn't she made any noise lately? I'm always feeling uneasy."
Su Yao held the teacup, her fingertips slid across the warm wall of the cup, and her voice was calm: "She? She's in the hospital."
"Got into the hospital?" Xu Zhiru raised her voice, and the cup in her hand shook, almost spilling it. "What happened? She was fine, why was she in the hospital?" She put down the teacup and leaned forward.
Su Yao glanced at her and said slowly, "My mother invited her and Jiang Tingchen to go to the villa to relax, but the villa caught fire. She was unlucky and got involved."
Xu Zhiru was stunned at first, and then an indescribable feeling came over her heart.
"On fire? Is she... okay?" She asked carefully, trying to see something from Su Yao's expression.
"Who knows." Su Yao took a sip of tea. "Anyway, I'm not dead."
"That's really... such a pity." Xu Zhiru blurted out the words, and her voice was filled with regret. "Yaoyao, you know, if she just... died like this, it would be much less of a worry."
She changed the subject, with a hint of temptation: "In that case, Jiang Tingchen will be alone. If you work harder, the position of Mrs. Jiang will be yours, right?"
"Also, A'chen... A'chen can also avoid a big trouble. You know what the Fu Group is like now. If Ning Nanxue comes to interfere again, A'chen's life will be even more difficult." As Xu Zhiru spoke, her voice suddenly lowered, as if she felt sorry for Fu Chen.
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