ex-wife, get married

Hearing Jiang Muyan's coquettish voice, Zhuo Xiangyu only felt that his bones were brittle, and he unconsciously thought of her lying on the bed with messy hair but still sexy and charming.

Hearing the man's deep and deep laughter from the phone, Jiang Muyan's cheeks blushed unconsciously, but then asked him very seriously.

"When will you come back? My baby and I miss you very much!"

Talking about this topic, Zhuo Xiangyu couldn't help sighing, and glanced thoughtfully at the desk calendar on the table, there were obviously a few dates marked with red marker pens on it.

Before he knew it, it had been half a month since he came to Hong Kong!

Zhuo Xiangyu couldn't help but frowned, thinking in his heart whether he should end his work here earlier and go back to S city to accompany the little girl.

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon!"

With Zhuo Xiangyu's promise, Jiang Muyan also had a sweet smile on his face. Zhuo Xiangyu was counting the time when he left home, and so was she.

"You've been out for a month. I'm going to go to the maternity checkup in two days. I really hope you're going with me."

A look of helplessness appeared on Zhuo Xiangyu's face. She hoped that he would never think about it. With a light sigh, Zhuo Xiangyu only felt a huge sense of guilt in his heart.

"Ayan, I'm so sorry that I couldn't be by your side at such a critical time."

Zhuo Xiangyu's words brought bitterness to Jiang Muyan's face. As a woman, who doesn't want her father to be by her side when she is pregnant with her long-awaited baby.

Jiang Muyan was not an ignorant woman, but a daughter of a well-educated family. After sighing, Jiang Muyan soon lost her disappointment, and instead comforted Zhuo Xiangyu.

"You don't have to apologize to me. I'm very good at home. You just need to work hard to make money to support the family. If my son is back, I can ask him to accompany me. As long as you can accompany me when I give birth. "

Zhuo Xiangyu was undoubtedly moved by Jiang Muyan's tolerance, "I will definitely go back before your birth. You are a month old now, so you must be careful when you go out."

After Zhuo Xiangyu reminded Jiang Muyan a few more words, Jiang Muyan was afraid of disturbing his work, so the two hung up the phone reluctantly.

Zhuo Xiangyu just put the phone on the table, and before his hand touched the unprocessed folder on the desk, the phone rang again.

Seeing the words "Father" on the screen, the smile on the corner of Zhuo Xiangyu's mouth froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, he finally picked up the phone.

"Father."

Fang Wenguo had been expecting him to answer the phone for too long. Before he answered the phone, he planned to ask him why he didn't answer the phone before, but he was forgotten for a moment after hearing his voice.

As shrewd as Fang Wenguo was, he was also at a loss for words at this time, as if he didn't know what tone to use to speak to him. For a while, both ends of the phone fell silent.

After seeing Fang Wenguo speak for a long time, Zhuo Xiangyu lost his patience. In his impression, Fang Wenguo was not like a person who hesitated to speak up.

"If foster father has nothing to do, I'll hang up first. I'm still a little busy here, and I have a meeting in a while!"

Fang Wenguo, who finally got through to him when he said he wanted to hang up, immediately put aside all hesitation.

"Father, I know you are very busy, but I have something to discuss with you, so... Can you find time to come to Father?"

When did Fang Wenguo talk to others in such a low voice? Even Zhuo Xiangyu saw him like this for the first time. He couldn't help sighing in his heart and rubbed the center of his brows. Although he knew very well what he would say to him, but Finally agreed.

"I'll go there when I have time. Father-in-law, take good care of your body. No matter what, you are the only pillar of the Fang family."

Zhuo Xiangyu's words obviously reminded Fang Wenguo that no one can be relied on, and the Fang family can only become stronger in the hands of Fang's own people in the end.

Fang Wenguo, who understood what he meant, had a bitter smile on his face, and even the corners of his mouth were curved by himself, but Zhuo Xiangyu, who was far away in Zhuo's branch, couldn't see all this.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Xiangyu propped his head on the table with one hand and began to meditate. According to his keen sense, Fang Wenguo's state of facing him was never before.

If it was said that Fang Wenguo was weak simply because he was sick, Zhuo Xiangyu would never believe it.His state seems to be that Fang has encountered some difficulties that cannot be overcome, and Fang Wenguo has nowhere to go.

Zhuo Xiangyu was so shocked by his own thought that he couldn't help but sit up straight, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was right.

I'm afraid that the Fang family really encountered some problems, and Fang Wenguo happened to be ill and couldn't take care of Fang's situation, or someone deliberately caused trouble in Fang's family while Fang Wenguo was sick and hospitalized.

Pressing the intercom, Zhuo Xiangyu directly gave his order.

"Alan, help me check the internal situation of the Fang Group. I want exact information. No matter what method you use, the more detailed the better."

The assistant who received Zhuo Xiangyu's call immediately put down his work. Although he wondered why Zhuo Xiangyu suddenly paid so much attention to Fang Shi, he immediately said hello to the man on the other end of the phone.

Pushing away the materials recommended by the secretary department in front of him to be Zhuo Xiangyu's temporary secretary, Allen, who finished the phone call with Zhuo Xiangyu, immediately started to look up the information his immediate boss wanted to know.

Fang Wenguo's influence in Hong Kong is no less than that of Zhuo Xiangyu in S City. He made people conceal his real situation, so it is naturally impossible for the outside world to find out any information that he does not want people to see.

On the contrary, no matter how much Fang Wenguo tried to conceal the power struggle in the Fang clan, he still couldn't cut off all kinds of rumors circulating in the Fang clan.

Alan is also the assistant trained by Liu Enzheng for Zhuo Xiangyu, and his ability is naturally not inferior to that of Liu Enzheng, so he didn't make Zhuo Xiangyu wait long, he sorted out all the information he received and sent them to Zhuo Xiangyu's mailbox.

Except for the news that Fang Wenguo in Fang's family is clearing the way for Fang Zhilan to take over Fang's, suppressing all parties that cannot be used by him, there is not a single word about Fang Wenguo's illness, but this is not the case. It hinders Zhuo Xiangyu's analysis of Fang's existing situation.

Without any hesitation, Zhuo Xiangyu got up, picked up the car keys and walked out. Passing Alan's office, Zhuo Xiangyu stopped, and then went straight into his office.

"Alan, help me cancel all the schedules for this afternoon."

Alan pushed his eyes, and seeing Zhuo Xiangyu hurrying, he immediately nodded knowingly at him, expressing that he would make arrangements.

Zhuo Xiangyu nodded in satisfaction, but inadvertently glanced at the stack of candidate materials on his desk, and turned around for a while.

"So that the HR department doesn't have to arrange a temporary secretary for me."

Allen nodded instinctively, but only realized when the man's back disappeared outside the door, and immediately sighed. Not looking for a secretary is clearly increasing his workload.

Zhuo Xiangyu drove all the way to the Fang family's mansion, and saw his housekeeper, Uncle Lin, who was obviously surprised, and immediately welcomed him into the door.

"Mr. Fang is in the study, let me go up and call him! These days, Mr. Fang always talks about Master Zhuo. He must be very happy to know that you are here."

Uncle Lin's words made Zhuo Xiangyu inexplicably feel sour in his heart, he stopped his movement to go upstairs, and then went upstairs directly in three steps.

He couldn't be more familiar with Fang's mansion, it was like his own home, and he didn't need anyone to guide him where he wanted to go.

Knocking on the door of the study room, Zhuo Xiangyu saw Fang Wenguo standing in front of the desk with a wolf hair brush at a glance. Although his face was still a little sickly and pale, the expression on his face was obviously happy, and his eyes flashed A touch of complexity.

"Father's recovery looks pretty good!"

As he approached Fang Wenguo step by step, Zhuo Xiangyu saw that what Fang Wenguo wrote with a pen was clearly a big and sharp character.

Seeing Zhuo Xiangyu standing in front of the table, Fang Wenguo put down the pen in his hand, shook his head as if dissatisfied with his pen and ink, then raised his hand, and threw the words he had written so hard into the In the trash can left by the desk.

"To be old is to be old. It is impossible to refuse to accept old age. Now is the age of your young people. I am a person who has half of his body buried in the dirt. How can I compare with you."

Faintly raised his head to look at Zhuo Xiangyu, Fang Wenguo no longer had the humility he had when he was on the phone, and Zhuo Xiangyu couldn't help but suspect that it was just his own imagination.

A smile appeared on his face, Zhuo Xiangyu did not give any opinion to Fang Wenguo's words.

"The foster father wants to discuss with me, it shouldn't be whose era it is now!"

Fang Wenguo expected Zhuo Xiangyu's straightforwardness, so the expression on his face did not change at all.

Greeting Zhuo Xiangyu to sit down in front of the small coffee table for meeting guests, he slowly brewed a cup of tea and gave Zhuo Xiangyu a cup, Fang Wenguo opened his mouth.

"I think Xiangyu, with your intelligence, won't fail to think of what I've been looking for so many times, and I'm not going to keep you secret, and while you're in Hong Kong, I hope to put your marriage with Zhihan on the agenda. "

Although Fang Wenguo had already expected that Fang Wenguo had come to him for this matter, but Zhuo Xiangyu felt that it was expected but also slightly unexpected by his straightforwardness.

Frowning, Zhuo Xiangyu directly rejected Fang Wenguo without any hesitation.

"Thank you foster father for your love. I thought I made it clear enough in the hospital last time. I just have a pure brother-sister relationship with Zhihan. I never thought of marrying her. Moreover, my favorite wife is now in S city. Waiting for me to go back, and... she is already eight months pregnant."

Zhuo Xiangyu's refusal was so straightforward that Fang Wenguo, who had already foreseen the ending, couldn't help frowning, but he was not someone who gave up easily.

"You should be clear about what marrying Zhihan means. How can that woman compare to Zhihan?"