Chapter 7
Looking at him mysteriously, Rong Shu was piqued with curiosity, “You tell me first, and then I’ll decide whether I want to go or not.”
Li Chuan sighed helplessly, “Sister, what mystery is there if I say so.”
Seeing his bitter look, Rongshu couldn’t help but laugh.
When Fu Jingting came out of the doorway, he happened to see a man lowering his head and leaning close to Rong Shu’s ear to say something unknown.
Rongshu was smiling so happily, her bright eyes shining brightly.
He was about to enter the car, but he stopped and turned around to stare coldly at the pair, his eyes as cold as ice and snow.
She had never smiled like that since the two of them had been married.
Her ears were filled with her endless chatter about trivial matters, the careful way her eyes looked at him every time she looked at him.
He didn’t really like her that way and found it annoying.
He didn’t think that after the divorce, she was a different person, shining brightly from the inside out.
Was it because of that man?
The corners of Fu Jingting’s mouth smiled coldly.
A woman who cheated and didn’t love herself wasn’t even worth a glance from him!
“Sir?” Seeing that his boss had not been getting into the car, a*sistant Zhang cautiously reminded him.
Fu Jingting withdrew his gaze and got into the car, “Go back.”
I don’t know if it was Zhang a*sistant’s illusion, but I always felt that Mr. was very angry and his face was so scary ……
Rongshu had just gotten into the pa*senger seat when she saw Fu Jingting leave out of the corner of her eye.
After the car drove, she looked out at the trees that sped past and stared.
Her despondency was seen in Li Chuan’s eyes, and he did not move to collect the emotions under his eyes, “What are you thinking about, sis?”
Rongshu smiled back, “Nothing.”
In the line of sight, Li Chuan’s side face looked more three-dimensional with his features, quite a bit of a mixed-race style.
Fu Jingting was a famous schoolboy at school back then, but Li Chuan was not inferior at all, with broad shoulders and thin waist and long legs, comparable to international models.
“Why did you …… choose the modeling industry?” Rongshu had thought that with his good grades, he would take the school bully road.
“I auditioned casually at first, but I didn’t expect to get into the modeling business after that.” Looking in the car mirror, he glanced at Rongshu and asked, pretending not to think about it, “Don’t you like the modelling business, sis?”
Rongshu shook her head, her gaze soft: “Not really, as long as you make your mark and shine in your field, it’s all the same.”
There was a smile in the youth’s eyes and he steadily braked, “Here we are sis.”
In front of him was a small, retro two-storey house with an old man with white hair sitting on a rattan chair drinking tea.
The old man turned to her and smiled faintly, “Yatou.”
Rongshu froze, not daring to believe.
The old man sighed, “I know all about you, I’m sorry for you.”
Her eyes watered and she flung herself into the old man’s lap, “Grandpa, where have you been all these years?”
Six years ago, Tian Sheng’s company’s funds were stolen and the evidence pointed to her father, who was not only fired from the board of directors, but also faced imprisonment.
His father had to jump off a building because his stepmother and his stepsister had fled with the money.
The old man spoke up, “I have been investigating the theft of the company’s funds back then and found that it was related to the San Sheng Group, your father was made a scapegoat.”
San Sheng Group was the largest real estate company in Hai City, and its chairman was Gu Yaotian, who was Gu Manyin’s father.
As Rongshu pondered, the old man took out a document and put it into her hand, “Girl, this is fifty-one percent of Tian Sheng’s shares, don’t ask me how I got it, I know you need this.”
Rongshu pursed her lips, her expression solemn, “I will find the person who framed father and prove innocence, I will not fail you.”
Chapter 8
Fu Gong Mansion –
Wang Shuqin was directing the maids to erase all traces of Rong Shu’s stay, the sheets she had slept on, the slippers she had worn, the apron she had brought with her, even the dishes she had used were all thrown away.
“What are you doing?” Fu Jingting, who had returned, frowned slightly.
Wang Shuqin gave a soft hum: “What’s the point of keeping that woman’s things? Gu Manyin is going to marry over in the future.”
With a twinkle in her eye, she hurriedly came over, “Ting, aren’t you divorced from her? I’m telling you, the money is all your hard-earned money, she can’t take a single penny!”
He said indifferently, “She didn’t ask for anything.”
Wang Shuqin was clearly not convinced, “Impossible! She doesn’t have a penny, so how could she not make a fortune out of you? Where else would she get the money to keep wild men outside?”
Thinking of Rong Shu’s relationship with that male model, Fu Jingting’s temples jumped up and down, not wanting to deal with Wang Shuqin, he directly ordered Zhang’s a*sistant to bring the divorce agreement to her.
When he went upstairs, Gu Manyin was sitting in front of the window reading a book.
She lifted her head and smiled softly at him, “You’re back.”
Fu Jingting looked at her serene smile and the irritation in his heart slowly calmed down.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Fine, I was bored in my room and casually found a book to pa*s the time.” Gu Manyin gently put the book on the bedside table, stood up and hugged the man’s waist from behind: “Jingting, do you regret divorcing her?”
Fu Jingting’s voice was low: “What is there to regret, I don’t love her, and what’s more, she was the one who cheated on me first.”
The corners of Gu Manyin’s mouth curled up slightly.
The man turned around and put his arm around her, “Don’t mention her again, the most important thing right now is your health, Uncle Gu is holding a banquet for you next month, get well soon.”
Gu Manyin blinked and smiled, “I know.”
After Fu Jingting left, she dialled the Gu family housekeeper.
“Miss, what are your orders.”
“Tell my father about Rong Shu hitting me with her car, what to say, do you understand?”
“Yes Miss.”
After hanging up the phone, Gu Mangyin turned her head to look at a cactus on the window, the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up.
Fu Jingting returned to the company and called a*sistant Zhang in front of him, “How is the ‘Zhan Blue Heart’ I asked you to prepare?”
Zhang’s a*sistant respectfully said, “Sir, the news from the rice country is that it will be flown in in about a week or so.”
The ‘Heart of Blue’ necklace was the famous work of the internationally renowned Master K. There was only one piece in the whole country, and it was worth a fortune. a*sistant Zhang knew that Fu Jingting had gone to great lengths to buy it, and intended to propose to Miss Gu at the Gu family banquet.
a*sistant Zhang was reminded of his wife, who had been with Mr. Gu for six years.
Mr. Zhang had never given his wife a gift, not to mention an expensive necklace, not even flowers.
Once his wife came to visit him in the office with a food box, but he chased her away with a cold face, making her the laughing stock of the company.
a*sistant Zhang sighed, Mr. treats his wife far less than a millionth of the gentle treatment of Miss Gu.
The man gave a soft hmph and didn’t say a word, lowering his head to deal with the documents.
At this time, a phone call came.
Fu Jingting glanced at it and saw that it was from his best friend, so he quickly picked up, “What is it?”
The other party was a flirtatious young man’s voice, “Fu Jingting, take a look at the latest headlines on the internet.”
Fu Jingting didn’t know what he was up to, so he opened his phone, and with a careless glance, his eyes instantly froze.
It was an intimate photo of Rong Shu and the male model, one with her head down and the other with her face tilted up, the angle looked like they were kissing.