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"Yuan'er, I won't bother you anymore," Grandpa Fu shook his head, "I don't want to make the same mistake a second time."

Then he said: "I know that you are afraid of being scolded if you don't care about Yuan'er, but if you can save Fu's family, it will be considered good to Yuan'er. Don't force yourself on other things."

When Fu Yuan'er heard this, she turned around and left. She didn't want to hear what they would say next.

After the doctor finished examining Grandpa, the housekeeper also came over with the nanny.

"I'm tired," Grandpa Fu said, "The nanny can stay here and take care of her. The rest of you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Grandpa Fu lay down and got ready to sleep.

Fu Yuan'er walked out of the ward, and the housekeeper followed and said, "Miss Yuan'er didn't have any rest last night, okay? I'll ask the driver to take you to the newspaper office?"

"I'll give it away." Cheng Zitong came over.

The housekeeper glanced at Cheng Zi and went to the elevator without saying anything else.

"Going to the newspaper office?" Cheng Zitong came to her side, "Go home and rest first."

"I go to work at the newspaper office," she said, "I drove here myself, you don't need to take me there."

"Then you send it to me. I didn't sleep well last night."

She looked at him, as if to tell whether his words were true or false, but she saw that his eyes were steady and he didn't look like he was joking at all.

She didn't refute and nodded, "Okay."

The car drove out of the parking lot and headed toward the city center.

He was sitting in the passenger seat with his head tilted back, looking like he was enjoying himself.

Not long after, he looked around the car again and asked, "Fu Yuan'er, is the car easy to drive?"

"Very well, thank you." She replied.

"Take it if you think it's good, and don't think about giving it back to me," he said.

Fu Yuan'er:......

Everything he said was full of lies.

"Accompany me to a cocktail party tonight." Suddenly he said again.

His tone was so natural, as if she should be like this.

She found it funny, "As an ex-wife?"

"...or as a girlfriend."

The car body shook a few times.

There was a red light intersection ahead, and she just stepped on the brakes.

She felt like crying again for no reason, not knowing whether he was pretending to be stupid or taking her for a fool.

But she didn't want to cry. No matter if he was pretending to be stupid or taking her for a fool, she didn't want to show weakness.

"Girlfriend?" She raised her eyebrows, "You have never chased me, why should I be your girlfriend?"

He was stunned for a moment, then followed her words, "How about I start chasing you from today on?"

"Let's try it." When the green light came on, she started the car and continued moving forward.

She sent him outside the company building, "I'll send a driver to pick you up tonight." He said again when she got off the car.

She said nothing and watched him walk into the company building, tears finally rolling down her face.

The better he treats her, the more uncomfortable she feels... In the world of emotions, who is willing to be pitied and given alms?

And he's the one he likes.

She wiped away her tears, started the car and drove forward.

As soon as she walked into the newspaper office, a colleague greeted her: "Reporter Fu, someone is looking for you."

She came to work according to her normal schedule, why did someone come to her so early?

When she walked into the office, she was a little surprised. The person who came was actually Fu Bining... her cousin whom she had not seen for eight hundred years.

"Fu Yuan'er, it's really hard to meet you." Fu Bining sat on the sofa and glanced sideways at her.

For her, Fu Yuan'er's experience is to make a quick decision and never give her any room to perform.

"What's the matter with you?" Fu Yuan'er asked.

"I tell the truth..."

"Stop telling the truth, tell the truth straight to the point." Fu Yuan'er interrupted her, not hiding her impatience at all.

Fu Bining glared at her, "Do you know that grandpa wants to take back all our shares?"

Fu Yuan'er was slightly stunned, she really didn't know this.

Grandpa didn't tell her last night or this morning.

"It's all your fault for marrying a useless man!" Fu Bining cursed through gritted teeth: "I thought I could rely on him to run the Fu family's company, but now we're in this situation!"

Fu Yuan'er sneered: "That's not what you said when you wanted to snatch him away!"

Fu Bining became even more angry: "Anyway, let me tell you, it is impossible to return the shares in my hands to grandpa!"

"Grandpa is ill in the hospital, isn't he?" she continued, "If he insists on taking back the shares, I will go to the hospital to make a fool of myself and let everyone know. Let's see if grandpa has the nerve to take back the shares!"

Fu Yuan'er:......

"Grandpa can't be stimulated!" Fu Yuan'er said seriously, "If you go to the hospital and make trouble, it will make him more serious!"

"I don't care!" Fu Bining stood up and glared at Fu Yuan'er: "You should clean up the mess caused by your husband yourself, why should you implicate me? I didn't say this, all the brothers and sisters of the Fu family said so! You yourself

Let’s figure it out!”

After saying that, she slammed the door and left, not even giving Fu Yuan'er a chance to say anything.

But Fu Yuan'er found that she couldn't find any reason to confront her.

Fu Yuan'er sat blankly on the sofa for a while. She believed what Fu Bining said. Now her grandfather has no other better way than selling the Fu family shares in his hands.

When grandpa distributed the shares, it seemed that everyone in the Fu family had a share, but secretly, she and her mother got more.

At this critical moment, she and her mother have no reason to hold on to the shares.

She walked out of the office and heard two reporters arguing in the corridor.

"...Why are you asking me to go again this time? I was the one who went last time. The conditions there are so difficult, so I have to take turns."

"You've been there before. You're the most familiar with the situation. Besides, it's not like you're going in vain. The business trip subsidies are high."

"The subsidy is high, so go ahead."

"I'll go." Fu Yuan'er stepped forward.

When the two reporters looked at Fu Yuan'er, they immediately shut up in embarrassment.

"No, Director Fu," one of the reporters said quickly, "We will follow up on this matter and we have made arrangements."

"I know what you are talking about, I will follow up."

"That's it. If any of you have time, send me the relevant information." They wanted to say something else, but Fu Yuan'er intercepted it, walked through them and left.

The two reporters left behind were embarrassed and confused. Reporter Fu, who is not usually strong-willed, why did he rush to the mountainous area to follow up on the project this time...

Night falls.

A limousine stopped in front of the newspaper building.

Fu Yuan'er stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, staring at the stretch car.

Cheng Zitong said he would send someone to pick her up, and indeed he did.

She walked downstairs, still wearing the suit she wore when she worked at the newspaper office.

The driver glanced at her, hesitated to speak, and finally started the car silently.

"Madam, do you know what kind of cocktail party this is?" The driver is Cheng Zitong's regular driver, and he has not changed his mind about Fu Yuan'er.

Fu Yuan'er didn't care to correct them anymore, she just asked: "What kind of cocktail party?"

"The reception hosted by Mr. Cheng was all attended by representatives of foreign consortiums." The point is, "They don't know that Mr. Cheng and you have divorced."

These friends from other countries are quite troublesome. When doing business, they just do business and they have to pay attention to their partners’ family status.

They say that people who are not loyal to their partners are not very loyal to their partners.

Who knows what the divorce rate is among people abroad.

Fu Yuan'er smiled, with a hint of bitterness in her throat. It turned out that she still had this effect on him.

"You, Mr. Cheng, may be trying to raise some investment tonight to make up for the loss."

The driver shook his head: "I don't know much about the company."

The car drove to the hotel, but before it stopped, a figure hurriedly walked to the driver's seat.
To be continued...