Chapter 75: Don’t be afraid of getting your head smashed!
When Fu Sinian got out of the car and helped Zhou Wanrong walk towards the villa, he glanced at the darkness in the direction of the bedroom on the second floor and his brows frowned instantly.
Li Xiaoyao followed behind carrying Zhou Wanrong's luggage.
"Mom, you can live on the second floor or in the villa at the back."
Zhou Wanrong had calmed down by now and asked, "What about you? Don't you always dislike living with others?"
"You can live here as you please." Fu Sinian added, "I also have a villa in the Mid-mountain area."
Zhou Wanrong nodded, and the servant came forward to help her to rest.
Fu Sinian walked up to the second floor as usual, opened the bedroom door, and turned on the light, but found that there was no one inside.
He frowned even more, took off his coat, and scanned the living room, his eyes finally landing on a book on the desk next to the bookshelf.
The aura around him suddenly turned cold. He walked over and picked up the book, and the card inside fell out.
The moment he saw the words on the back of the card, his heart sank and his eyes suddenly became dim.
From now on, we are far away from each other and there is no need to see each other again.
This was the year when he went to Country M to find her. He ran abroad to find her with great enthusiasm, but unexpectedly saw a man sending her a Weibo message. Their behavior was intimate, and she was smiling happily.
He felt that he was a masochist and wrote this sentence on the back.
This woman's hand was injured, and she left in the middle of the night. Isn't she afraid of something happening?
He tugged at his tie impatiently, took out his cell phone and dialed a number, but all he heard was a monotonous "beep" over and over again, and no one answered.
Finally, he called Li Xiaoyao, his tone filled with suppressed anger: "You drive and see where they go. If anything goes wrong, you have to take responsibility."
Li Xiaoyao was stunned when he heard this and quickly asked, "Master, what are you talking about...?"
"Miss Gu is not in the room?" he asked tentatively.
Fu Sinian said coldly, "Go find it."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!"
Only then did Li Xiaoyao realize who the young master was talking about.
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An hour later, Li Xiaoyao safely sent Gu Xiangsi back to her apartment before returning.
He looked up and saw that the light in the study on the second floor was still on, so he tiptoed upstairs. When he pushed the door open, he saw Fu Sinian sitting at the desk typing on the computer.
Sure enough, the young master hasn't slept yet.
"Master, Miss Gu has arrived home safely." Li Xiaoyao reported.
Fu Sinian didn't even look up, his fingertips paused on the keyboard for a moment: "I didn't ask that."
He raised his eyes, his expression darkening. “Go find out where that woman from the Zhao family is hiding, and give me the news tomorrow.”
"Okay." Li Xiaoyao responded.
The next day, in the president's office of Sinian Group.
Fu Xianhan had been sitting opposite him since early morning. Fu Sinian looked over, his eyes instantly turning cold, and he started asking.
"What? Did you bring the divorce agreement?"
"I'm your father! You talk about divorce all the time. How can a son behave like this?" Fu Xianhan slammed the table.
Fu Sinian didn't even raise his eyelids, and said in a cold tone: "Isn't this just like the top beam is crooked and the bottom beam is crooked? I'm just imitating you?"
Fu Xianhan choked.
"Where did you hide her?"
"You really think too highly of me." Fu Sinian sneered, "Do I have that ability?"
"You can even turn the Zhao Group upside down, what else can't you do?"
Li Xiaoyao was taking a divorce agreement to print out when several female colleagues came over.
"Our president is married? Is he getting a divorce? Then who is his wife?" someone asked curiously in a low voice.
Li Xiaoyao didn't even raise his head: "Stop gossiping, or you'll get fired."
Li Xiaoyao glanced at them calmly and said, "Work hard, and you will definitely get the year-end bonus."
After hearing this, several people shut up awkwardly and quickly returned to their workstations.
Li Xiaoyao knocked on the door and tiptoed into the president's office, only to feel the air pressure inside was so low that it was hard to breathe.
Naturally, he was on Fu Sinian's side and respectfully handed over the divorce agreement.
Fu Sinian threw the agreement in front of Fu Xianhan without even looking at it.
"Divide the property in half? What does that mean?" Fu Xianhan took a look.
"You cheated first, so I'm giving you face by not kicking you out of the house."
"With your tiny dividend, I can always have someone buy it out." Fu Sinian refused to back down. "I can support you in your old age, but you want me to recognize that mistress and her child? No way."
Fu Xianhan had long been accustomed to a life of luxury. The company under his name was acquired by Fu Sinian a few years ago, and now all he had in his hands were some dividends.
It was precisely because he retired early and had so much free time that those evil thoughts had room to grow.
It was obviously a bad break.
When Gu Xiangsi woke up, all the hot search terms on her phone were about the Zhao Group.
She looked at the ridiculous photos of Zhao Niesen that she had saved in Fu Sinian's notebook yesterday, and her heart was filled with turmoil again. After thinking about it, she sent a message.
Fu Sinian was in a meeting, scolding his subordinates in a deep voice. When his cell phone screen lit up, he glanced at the content and raised the corner of his mouth almost imperceptibly.
[Mr. Fu, I borrowed your sports jacket yesterday and will return it to you after washing it.]
He tapped his fingertips on the table, signaling the project manager to continue, but his hand was typing a reply.
【If you wear it, don't buy it, and I'll compensate you.】
Gu Xiangsi was not surprised when she saw the message.
Sure enough, Fu Sinian still looks like this.
As if afraid that she would not compensate him, Fu Sinian sent another message with his measurements.
A minute later another address was sent.
【I just finished exercising and have nothing to wear.】
Gu Xiangsi: “?”
No clothes? Are the clothes in his closet just for decoration?
Take a taxi to Tsim Sha Tsui.
Gu Xiangsi was holding a shopping bag in her hand. When the glass door was pushed open, a gust of wind blew, bringing the smell of the rubber floor mats in the hall to her face.
There weren't many people inside, with a few workers busying around. She was immediately fixated on that figure.
The man was punching the sandbag. His sleeveless shirt was soaked with sweat and stuck to his back. Every time he threw a punch, his arm muscles bulged, his lines were sharp, and beads of sweat slid down the back of his neck into his collar and sank into the sexy groove of his spine.
When she turned around, her waist and abdomen tightened, and the hem of her short sleeves was lifted up, revealing a tight waistline, and the outline of her abdominal muscles was faintly visible under the sweaty fabric.
Gu Xiangsi stood at the entrance and looked for a few seconds, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the handle of the shopping bag.
There is nothing wrong with that. This figure and face are a gift from God, but she also has money and power.
She felt a slight lump in her throat before she walked inside. The sound of her footsteps was particularly clear in the empty hall.
The man turned around when he heard the sound, his fist still pressed against the sandbag, sweat dripping down his forehead. He narrowed his eyes, glanced at her, his Adam's apple moved, but he didn't say anything.
As soon as Gu Xiangsi's fingertips touched the sandbag, the thing suddenly hit him.
She backed away and bumped into the equipment rack, and her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Are you not afraid of getting your head smashed?"
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