Chapter 73 It’s just his habit!
Seeing Gu Xiangsi in a daze, Fu Sinian raised his eyes and his gaze inadvertently fell on her.
She was wearing his shirt, the hem of which just covered her thighs, revealing a piece of her snow-white and delicate skin.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he smiled teasingly: "Gu Xiangsi, have you forgotten something?"
"Ah?" Gu Xiangsi came back to her senses and looked at him blankly.
"You owe me another shirt."
His eyes were fixed on her, and his tone was a bit deliberately casual, but the sense of oppression could not be ignored.
Gu Xiangsi's cheeks felt slightly hot, and she moved to the side uncomfortably, coughing lightly a few times.
This person must be a germaphobe!
I've never seen him so stingy before.
And his shirts are priced at over 10,000 yuan.
But when the words came to his lips, they turned into a somewhat flattering excuse: "Mr. Fu, your skin is more precious than silk. I'm afraid I can't buy good material."
"Humph." Fu Si's eyes were filled with mockery. "Do you think I'm a dodder plant raised in seclusion, who can't touch anything rough?"
"I dare not, I dare not." Gu Xiangsi hurriedly changed the subject, "Mr. Fu, why did you go to that room today?"
"Your squad leader still has some conscience."
Speaking of Li Hao, Fu Sinian's peach blossom eyes became deeper. He always felt that some people seemed to have too many bad peach blossoms.
Gu Xiangsi was also surprised that Li Hao would help her.
Fu Sinian's phone suddenly rang with a text message alert. He lowered his head and glanced, and saw that it was from Li Xiaoyao.
"You're going to dress like this? Are you sure you want to stand here?"
Gu Xiangsi remembered that he said someone would come, so she picked up her handbag and walked towards the bedroom, closing the door gently.
Everything that happened today flashed through my mind like a movie clip, chaotic and bizarre.
Unexpectedly, what finally calmed my mood a little was Fu Sinian's bedroom.
She sat down on the sofa at the end of the bed, first sent a thank-you text message to Li Hao, and then opened the small group of three.
Nanyu replied in the group immediately: "Sisi, Weiwei is incredible, she's busy picking up handsome guys."
Gu Xiangsi chatted casually for a few minutes and felt relieved when she knew that Qin Shiwei was fine.
She walked to the counter and picked up Fu Sinian's notebook. When she pressed the power button, a password input box popped up on the screen and she was stunned.
Just as I was about to ask for the password, I heard a man's voice coming from outside the door. It sounded like Fu Jia.
She paused, feeling there was no need to listen carefully, so she retreated back to the sofa and tried to enter Fu Sinian's birthday.
Wrong password.
She stared at the keyboard for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and typed four ones on the number keys with her fingertips.
The screen unlocked with a click.
Gu Xiangsi's heart trembled violently, and her fingertips hovered over the keyboard without moving.
Maybe... it's just his habit!
It’s like I’ve always used this number and haven’t changed it for many years.
She told herself this, trying to suppress the inexplicable ripples in her heart.
Fu Jia frowned as he went upstairs, feeling that something was different in this large flat.
Fu Sinian had already put on a shirt. When he saw him coming up, he walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of home pants to put on, his movements casual and frank.
He turned around and sat down on the sofa, then raised his eyes and asked, "Brother, who are you lobbying for?"
Fu Jia sighed, "Si Nian, the Zhao family was able to rise from obscurity to its current status in Hong Kong City in just a few years. You must know the secrets behind it."
"So what?" Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows, his tone a bit cold and nonchalant. "Brother, am I hindering your promotion and wealth, or am I getting in someone's way?"
Fu Jia was stunned.
In Hong Kong, collusion between officials and businessmen is a red line that cannot be crossed. The conflict of interest prevention mechanism in the civil service system is strict. Fu Sinian's brother, as an official, knows this better than anyone else.
In order to protect his career, Fu Sinian and the Fu family made arrangements to cut ties early on.
Many years ago, it was Fu Sinian who took the initiative to move out of his household registration. Since then, there has been no direct connection between him and the Fu family in the household registration book, which weakened the kinship ties in terms of legal registration.
During his tenure as CEO of the group, he strictly adhered to the boundaries. All business arrangements were deliberately designed to avoid areas under Fu Jia's jurisdiction, and financial transactions and project collaborations never crossed the other party's purview.
However, Fu Sinian's ability to hold the position of the crown prince in Hong Kong's business community was not only due to his own skills, but also inseparable from the support of his mother Zhou Wanrong's family.
My grandfather's family has deep roots in Hong Kong, and their connections and resources are complex, which has invisibly added a lot of confidence to his business empire, allowing him to maintain a firm foothold in the business world even if he keeps a distance from the Fu family at the official level.
"My career is not the focus."
Fu Jia's brows were furrowed, and his tone was as heavy as if a stone was pressing down on him. "Dad had a big fight with Mom at home."
Fu Sinian sneered and tapped his knees lightly with his fingertips: "I know how to do things in moderation."
Fu Jia was speechless for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled, and his tone softened: "Even if our household registration is separated, we are still brothers, and our blood relationship cannot be changed. What if someone catches us..."
"Have you got hold of something?" Fu Sinian interrupted him, his eyes growing colder. "If Dad really wants to save the Zhao family, he'll have to see if it's worth it."
"Do you think I don't know who he's in such a hurry to show up for?"
He leaned back on the sofa, his fingertips resting on his knees: "Don't worry, I won't let you get caught in the middle and make things difficult for yourself. But if Dad can't figure it out and insists on getting involved in this mess, then no one can help."
"Can't you and Dad have a calm conversation?"
Fu Jia didn't understand.
"Brother." Fu Sinian pulled the corners of his lips, the mockery in his tone undisguised. "Hong Kong City's landscape has long since changed, and you're still clinging to the old tune of fathers being the leaders of their sons, and brothers being the leaders of their younger brothers. Aren't you tired?"
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes darkening. "Dad's mistress is from the Zhao family. You really don't know anything? Pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth, is that fun?"
Fu Jia obviously didn't expect Fu Sinian to speak so bluntly, and his face turned pale.
He is indeed conflicted. On one side is his mother who gave birth to him and raised him, and on the other side is his absurd father. He has been exhausted from being caught in the middle.
After hesitating for a long while, he spoke with difficulty: "Mom and Dad are originally a business marriage. It's understandable that there is no love between them."
"So?" Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows, his tone even colder. "Are you going to be that old antique too? Find someone to marry, live together for the rest of your life, and then keep a mistress outside? Take his way as a role model?"
These words were like a thorn piercing Fu Jia's heart. He was choked and speechless, and his face turned red.
Fu Sinian stood up and ordered them to leave.
"I won't let Zhao Niesen's matter go. If Dad still wants to intervene, let him come to me himself."
He turned sideways, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed bedroom door, and there was no warmth in his voice anymore.
"Goodbye, I won't see you off."
Fu Jia stood up, but did not move immediately. He just looked towards the bedroom again.
"Aren't you misogynistic? Okay?"
Fu Jia's gaze finally stopped at Fu Sinian's crotch.
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