Fu Nanxiao frowned: "Grandma."
Grandma Fu was taken aback, then overjoyed: "Nan Xiao, you can speak now!"
Fu Nanxiao nodded expressionlessly.
He continued, "I was unaware of this marriage and do not acknowledge it."
Grandma Fu's surprise faded a bit: "You have to admit it! Nan Xiao, Eli is a lucky star. You woke up the very night she married you. As long as she's with you, your health will definitely improve."
Fu Nanxiao's expression was indifferent: "This is feudal superstition."
Grandma Fu glared at him: "It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't!"
Before Jiang Yilai married into the family, Fu Nanxiao was almost given a death sentence by the doctor.
It's a miracle that he woke up.
But Fu Nanxiao's face showed a sneer of disdain: "Grandma, do you really think that with her around, my legs will be able to stand up again?"
"You, you..."
Grandma Fu's lips trembled a few times as she looked at him in astonishment: "Nan Xiao, you knew everything?"
Fu Nanxiao's expression was indifferent.
After a long while, tears welled up in Old Mrs. Fu's eyes, and she shook her head: "That's exactly why I can't agree to your divorce. Nan Xiao, Eli is a good child. With her by your side, even if I go to the underworld, I can still give your parents a good explanation."
Grandma Fu's attitude was sincere and warm.
But these words made Fu Nanxiao's eyes suddenly turn cold, and a shadow rose between his brows.
He was about to speak when Old Madam Fu seemed to anticipate what he was about to say.
"Nan Xiao, Grandma is getting old. I've lived this long with my old bones just to see you get married and have children, and to hold your child in my arms."
She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her wrinkles: "I still remember how your father held your hand and came to me. You and your father were practically identical..."
As she spoke, pain appeared on Old Mrs. Fu's face: "Nan Xiao, I know what you're thinking. Over the years, although you haven't mentioned it, you must still remember. That's why you resent me and the Fu family. Otherwise, you wouldn't have hesitated to get married for so long. I truly regret it..."
She covered her head, unable to breathe from being too excited.
Jiang Yilai stood aside and subconsciously supported the swaying old lady Fu.
Fu Nanxiao gestured for the doctor to come forward: "Grandma, stop talking, you should rest first."
Grandma Fu brushed the doctor aside, grabbed Jiang Yilai's hand tightly, and pulled her forward: "Then you must promise me that you won't get a divorce, and that you'll live a good life with Lai Lai..."
Fu Nanxiao looked at the old lady Fu, whose face had turned pale with distress, yet she was still staring intently at him, and a hint of annoyance crept into his brows.
He had no interest in marriage and even scoffed at the so-called love.
He doesn't need anyone to accompany him, nor does he intend to live with anyone.
In his eyes, Jiang Yilai was nothing more than an investment that cost hundreds of millions of yuan due to the old man's superstition, but was ultimately meaningless.
I thought this matter would be easy to resolve, but I overlooked the old lady's obsession with him getting married.
Fu Nanxiao pursed his thin lips and looked at Jiang Yilai.
She soothed Old Mrs. Fu, her expression filled with genuine worry and tension.
That young, vibrant face with bright eyes and white teeth was fairly pleasing to the eye.
...
night.
Jiang Yilai received a set of bedding from Uncle Liu.
This was probably the result of the confrontation between Fu Nanxiao and Old Mrs. Fu. Both sides took a step back, Fu Nanxiao did not mention divorce, and Old Mrs. Fu no longer forced them to share a room or bed.
Uncle Liu whispered to her, "Madam, the old lady assured you that with her around, she will definitely not let you leave the Fu family."
Jiang Yilai pursed her lips.
She said calmly, "But Fu Nanxiao hates me now. Can I sleep in the guest room?"
Uncle Liu smiled awkwardly: "Madam, the old lady took the key to the guest room."
"The living room is fine too, I'll sleep on the sofa."
She really didn't want to be in the same room with Fu Nanxiao, lying next to him; she was afraid she'd have nightmares at night.
Uncle Liu could only laugh awkwardly: "Please don't make things difficult for me. If you do this, I really won't be able to explain it to the old lady."
Jiang Yilai paused for a moment, then turned around, clutching the bedding.
In the room, Fu Nanxiao leaned against the headboard and read documents.
He began to gradually take over the work as soon as he was able to sit up.
Jiang Yilai pushed open the door and entered, just in time to meet the gaze of Fu Nanxiao, who had looked up upon hearing the noise.
Her body stiffened.
Looking into Fu Nanxiao's cold, seemingly emotionless eyes, Jiang Yilai felt as if she could hear the sound of her leg bone breaking again.
I felt a chill run down my spine.
To be honest, she didn't think Fu Nanxiao was wrong. It's not a problem to be ruthless towards one's enemies.
What she found terrifying was Fu Nanxiao's cold-heartedness. Human life and family ties seemed worthless in his eyes. With just a glance from him, he could make a bodyguard kick someone and break their leg bone.
This kind of thing was obviously commonplace for him.
Jiang Yilai studied law, so she found Fu Nanxiao's attitude and behavior particularly difficult to adapt to.
He's too ruthless.
Jiang Yilai took a deep breath, suppressing her panic: "We can sign another divorce agreement, and once Grandma agrees, we'll go get the divorce certificate immediately."
The old lady tore up the divorce agreement today.
Fu Nanxiao looked at her feigned composure and put down the documents: "Are you in such a hurry?"
Jiang Yilai was stunned.
What do you mean she can't wait?
She was clearly going along with his ideas.
Fu Nanxiao sized her up, a hint of mockery in his narrow eyes: "You think you're worth over a hundred million for just a few days?"
Jiang Yilai pursed her lips.
A few seconds later, she made up her mind: "You can make the Fu family withdraw their investment."
Marrying a person in a vegetative state and becoming a widow is a completely different matter from marrying a volatile and unpredictable man who lives in constant fear.
She didn't want to live with him.
Seeing her desperate look, Fu Nanxiao scoffed coldly: "Divorce is not up to you."
After saying that, he picked up the document and ignored Jiang Yilai.
Jiang Yilai felt dizzy as she looked at his domineering and forceful demeanor.
tyrant!
One-man rule!
In modern society, marriage is a matter of free choice, so why can't she file for divorce?
Jiang Yilai was filled with resentment, but faced with Fu Nanxiao, who exuded indifference, she could only dare to be angry but not speak out.
She spread the bedding she was carrying on the floor.
Gradually, she came up with an idea.
That's good. It's a good time to quickly dispose of Jiang's shares and get the money.
The reason we didn't get divorced today is mainly because of Old Mrs. Fu's opposition. We'll see, it'll be fine once Old Mrs. Fu comes to her senses.
Even if things don't go well, there are so many women who want to marry Fu Nanxiao, there will always be someone willing to throw themselves at her and take her place.
She had to prepare for both possibilities: on the one hand, she had to persuade the old lady, and on the other hand, she had to find a successor.
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