Old Mrs. Fu was furious at his attitude, slamming her cane on the ground: "How could my Fu family produce such a heartless person like you! Release him right now!"
Fu Nanxiao glanced at Uncle Liu.
Feeling guilty, Uncle Liu quickly helped Old Madam Fu towards the storage room.
The door was finally opened.
Grandma Fu looked inside with concern.
The small storage room was completely exposed, and Jiang Yilai was sitting in the corner, hugging herself tightly.
She curled herself up into a ball, looking pitiful and weak.
As if hearing a sound, Jiang Yilai stirred and raised her head.
Having been in the dark for so long, she squinted when she suddenly saw the light.
Disheveled hair, chapped lips, and a face that was almost translucent.
Grandma Fu's heart skipped a beat.
Looking at Jiang Yilai's numb expression, she felt a lump in her throat: "Quick, quick, help her out! Tell someone to cook porridge and something light! Also, turn up the room temperature and bring out the blankets, quick!"
The servant did as instructed immediately.
Jiang Yilai was like a puppet, blankly letting others do whatever they wanted.
It wasn't until the slightly hot porridge seeped into her lungs and warmed her entire body that Jiang Yilai shivered and finally snapped out of her despair.
From hell to earth.
Jiang Yilai's tears fell instantly.
Seeing her tears falling large drops into the porridge, Old Mrs. Fu felt extremely distressed.
She held Jiang Yilai's hand tightly: "Good child, you've suffered. This is Nan Xiao's fault. I will definitely give him a good scolding for you!"
Jiang Yilai shook her head, unable to speak.
She had only one thought.
divorce!
She absolutely must divorce this devil!
Grandma Fu stormed into the study, only to find Fu Nanxiao seemingly unaffected, still engrossed in his documents. Her voice instantly rose: "Nanxiao, what heinous crime has Eli committed to deserve this?!"
“I also have a question for you.” Fu Nanxiao’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice carrying a hint of sarcasm: “She’s been investigating the company’s secrets in private. Could that fortune teller you found be in cahoots with her?”
"What?"
Grandma Fu was stunned for a moment.
Realizing what she had done, she angrily denied it: "That was a master invited from Hong Kong! Are you questioning whether I'm senile? Fu Nanxiao, if the master hadn't predicted that Eli could save you, you'd still be lying in bed as a vegetable!"
Fu Nanxiao curled his lips slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
"That's why I only detained her for three days and didn't send her to the police station."
"You might as well send me to the police station!"
A weak yet firm voice suddenly rang out.
Jiang Yilai appeared at the door of the study. She was so weak that she could barely stand, but she held onto the door frame and tried her best to straighten her back.
The study is not far from the bedroom.
She heard the two arguing and barged in despite the servants' attempts to stop her.
When Fu Nanxiao saw her, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "It seems that the lesson I gave you was not enough."
She has some nerve, eavesdropping like that?!
Jiang Yilai clenched her fist and looked at him coldly: "Fu Nanxiao, if you suspect me of stealing trade secrets, you can call the police directly. You are abusing your power. I can sue you!"
Fu Nanxiao's eyes turned cold, and his expression became serious.
Jiang Yilai met his gaze without fear.
Their eyes met, neither giving an inch.
Fu Nanxiao stared at Jiang Yilai for a while, then suddenly parted his lips slightly: "You can give it a try."
His face broke into that nonchalant, mocking smile again.
Jiang Yilai felt a chill run down her spine.
"I didn't steal any trade secrets at all!"
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