Huo Jinning and the others had just left the Nanyuan Villa.
"Excuse me, is this the Huo family's residence?" a man asked.
There was a man in his forties, dressed in a neat and well-fitting suit, who looked professional and energetic.
His appearance is capable, and his demeanor is calm and composed, giving people a sense of trustworthiness.
His hair was neatly combed, and his facial features were clearly defined, revealing a sense of determination and resolve.
His face wore a gentle smile, which made people feel friendly and comfortable.
"What's the matter?" the security guard at the door asked.
“My master knows Miss Huo and knew the Huo family was here, so he came to say hello,” the man replied.
"Oh, so you're Miss's friend, but my two young ladies just went home." The security guard replied in a more lenient tone.
"Alright, sorry to bother you." The man said and left.
"Young Master, Miss Huo has gone back," the man said.
"I understand, Brother Li, let's go back!" Fu Qinian said coldly.
"Yes, young master," the man replied respectfully.
The man's name was Li Mo, the son of Li Dan, the steward of the Fu family, and he was also deeply trusted by Fu Qinian.
Fu Qinian was somewhat disappointed that he didn't see Huo Jinning. He didn't know whether he was disappointed that he didn't see her at all, or that he was disappointed that he didn't know any more information.
Fu Qinian has been busy these past two days conducting an in-depth investigation into Gu Shichu and Fu Bo, the second uncle of the Fu family, and has already achieved initial results.
Years ago, when Fu Bo was still a student, he fell in love with a woman named Gu Chaochao. However, due to the strict family rules of the Fu family, they firmly opposed Fu Bo marrying a commoner. In the end, the two had no choice but to part ways due to family pressure.
Fu Qinian didn't believe such a coincidence could happen.
However, given that many years have passed, it is not easy to find out the truth, and it will take some time.
After leaving the Huo family villa, Fu Qinian went straight back to the company.
Along the way, employees greeted him warmly: "Hello, Mr. Fu!"
"Hello, Mr. Fu!"
Greetings rose and fell incessantly.
As soon as he stepped into the office, Gu Shichu went up to him and handed a document to Fu Qinian, who had just entered, saying, "Mr. Fu, here is a document for you to sign."
Fu Qinian nodded slightly and replied, "Okay, put it there!"
Then, Gu Shichu placed the documents on the table as instructed.
"Okay, Mr. Fu, if there's nothing else, I'll head out now." After receiving the reply, Gu Shichu turned and left.
Fu Qinian stared at Gu Shichu as she walked away, a strange feeling welling up inside him.
He realized that he had never truly examined this person with his heart.
When Gu Shichu saw that he was unharmed, he showed no fear whatsoever, which made Fu Qinian feel uneasy—this man was so cunning that it was frightening.
In fact, even before yesterday, when there was no news of Fu Qinian's accident,
Gu Shichu already knew perfectly well that the meticulously planned scheme had failed.
That is why he is so calm and composed today.
"Assistant Gu, the documents have been signed and can be picked up now," Fu Qinian informed Gu Shichu via internal phone.
"Yes, President." Gu Shichu replied.
Immediately afterwards, a crisp knock sounded on the door.
"Come in."
However, just as Gu Shichu reached for the document, a soft hiss reached Fu Qinian's ears.
"What happened?" Fu Qinian looked up and asked with concern.
"It's nothing, Mr. Fu. I didn't notice when a cactus appeared here, and I accidentally got pricked. Sorry to bother you," Gu Shichu quickly explained.
"Oh, here, wipe it off." Fu Qinian casually pulled out a tissue and handed it to Gu Shichu.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Fu." Gu Shichu said gratefully.
Fu Qinian did not offer any explanation for why a cactus had suddenly appeared.
Gu Shichu felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it, so she decided to find out what was going on from the side.
He picked up his teacup and, feigning nonchalance, asked his secretary, "Secretary Zhang, why is there a cactus in the president's office all of a sudden?"
Upon hearing this question, Zhang Hui casually replied, "Oh, you didn't know? It was delivered by the chairman's wife yesterday! She said the president's office lacked a bit of life, so she put a cactus on the table."
After saying these words, Zhang Hui turned and left.
"I see..." Gu Shichu murmured to himself, his doubts seeming to lessen slightly. Perhaps he was just overthinking things, he reassured himself.
Fu Qinian silently watched Gu Shichu's departing figure. After the door closed, he quickly took out the tools he had prepared beforehand, carefully removed the cactus thorns stained with Gu Shichu's blood, and carefully sealed them in a small bag before putting them into his briefcase.
In fact, this cactus was specially arranged by Fu Qinian's mother, Wei Qiuwan, to be delivered to the office when Gu Shichu was not in the office.
Moreover, he deliberately let many people see this action in order to avoid arousing Gu Shichu's suspicion.
When putting away the documents today, Fu Qinian deliberately placed the cactus near the documents and in a place where it was partially hidden by other ornaments.
The origin of the cactus was not explained in much detail, perhaps because Gu Shichu was afraid that too much explanation would arouse suspicion.
"Brother Li, when you bring dinner up later, buy a potted cactus. I've already sent you the picture; buy one exactly the same. Pack it well and don't let anyone see it," Fu Qinian instructed.
"Yes, Mr. Fu," Li Dan replied respectfully.
...
"Take your food home today! I'm not hungry." Fu Qinian's indifferent voice came from the office.
"Mr. Fu, you should eat something. Your health is important!" Li Mo said, feigning concern. At the same time, under Fu Qinian's instruction, he took out the newly bought cactus and carefully replaced the old one.
"Take it! I'll eat it when I get home later," Fu Qinian replied.
"Yes, Mr. Fu." Li Mo nodded obediently, indicating that he had finished packing, and then turned to leave.
But as soon as he stepped out of the office, he couldn't help but complain under his breath: "The chairman's wife actually made me watch the president eat. How is that something I can manage?"
However, at this moment, Fu Qinian's finger was pricked by the newly replaced cactus again, leaving a bloodstain similar to that of Gu Shichu.
"Assistant Gu, go and get rid of the cactus on the office desk," Fu Qinian casually instructed Gu Shichu as he passed by her, preparing to leave the company.
"Yes, Mr. Fu." Gu Shichu replied respectfully as always.
When Gu Shichu walked into the office and saw the cactus on the table with a few congealed bloodstains, the weight in his heart finally lifted—it seemed that he had indeed been overthinking and being too sensitive before.
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