President Jiaofu is sweet and wild

"Zhuo Ru, Uncle is very sad to hear you say that. Did I lie? Did I lie to that child? Did I not tell the truth?"

Three consecutive rhetorical questions made Qin Zhuoru speechless, she could not refute and had nothing to refute.

That's right, she is a sinner, even if Fu Yuanhang doesn't know, the facts still exist, can I hide it from him for the rest of my life?
"Zhuo Ru, marrying into Qingyun International is your best destination, and you can be regarded as an uncle who is worthy of your dead parents!"

Qin Zhen's smile was like a whip hitting Qin Zhuoru's heart one after another, reminding her all the time that the person in front of her was the murderer of her parents!
"We announced our marriage on Christmas Day." Qin Zhuoru had to calm down, she was fighting with her back and there was no way out.

She promised to spend Christmas with Fu Yuanhang, the old promise was still in my ears, but that person was no longer by my side.

"So fast?" Qin Zhen couldn't believe it.

He didn't know what bargaining chip Gu Fengyuan used to get Qin Zhuoru to change his mind. In his opinion, as long as Qin Zhuoru and Fu Yuanhang broke up, marrying into Qingyun International would be Qin Zhuoru's last choice.

Qin Zhuoru is a smart person. If her feelings are gone, her interests are her final bottom line. For her interests, she will definitely marry into the Gu family.

"Don't Chairman Qin want this matter to be settled soon?" The woman looked at the hypocritical Qin Zhen, she clenched her fists, the wound from yesterday was still aching.

No pain can compare to the pain and sorrow in Qin Zhuoru's heart.

In order to take revenge and expose this conspiracy, Qin Zhuoru lost everything.

"Of course, the sooner this kind of thing happens, the better. You juniors are stable, and we as elders can rest assured! Well, now that it's settled, I can rest assured. You and Fengyuan get along well, after all, you will live a lifetime!" Qin Zhen's voice and smile made Qin Zhuoru breathless.

"Okay, go ahead, I'm leaving." Qin Zhen got up and left.

"Then don't give it away, I still have work."

After Qin Zhen left, Qin Zhuoru quickly got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, rummaged through it non-stop, and swallowed a few pills, his hands were still trembling.

She remembered that she could not rely on drugs some time ago, but now it seems that without Fu Yuanhang, she has returned to the situation where she needs to rely on drugs to control herself.

The woman looked at herself in the mirror, alone, without any support for her anymore.

"Why hasn't the person the director asked to wait for come yet?"

A plainclothes policeman kept looking at his watch. It had been almost an hour, and the person Zhao Songyan was waiting for hadn't arrived yet?
"It's possible that the plane is delayed, so wait." Another policeman kept looking around.

Today is the day when Qin Zhuoru's aunt Feng Wei returns home.

"Tell me, what is the important person who makes the chief attach so much importance?"

"I don't know that, we've completed the task if we get the person safely, don't ask so many questions!"

About 10 minutes later, a graceful woman in a red windbreaker appeared in front of them.

"Sorry, we're waiting for someone! If you need help, there are staff." The policeman forgot that he came in civilian clothes, and subconsciously answered the visitor.

After all, everyone should go to the police if they have a problem!

"Are you sent by Zhao Songyan?" Feng Wei looked helplessly at the police officer standing straight in front of him.

Can't Zhao Songyan keep a low profile?Who can't see that these are two policemen?It was as if I was arrested as soon as I got off the plane!
"You are Ms. Feng Wei?" The policeman was very surprised.

"Why, it doesn't look like it?" Feng Wei took off his sunglasses, and the delicate face of the woman came into view.

Feng Wei's bones are extremely beautiful, and some aspects of Qin Zhuoru's appearance are inherited from Feng Wei, with a straight nose and firm skin. Although he is nearly fifty years old, the excellent maintenance makes Feng Wei look at most forty Get ahead.

The police officer carefully compared the photos in his hand, and it was true!

"Where did you get this photo?" Feng Wei poked his head and looked. Isn't this the photo of his graduation?

"It was given by our chief, and he also told us not to lose it..."

"Cough cough cough... Well, Ms. Feng, our chief said that we will send you to the hotel when we receive you." Another police officer motioned him not to talk nonsense, and don't forget their mission.

"Really?" The woman seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Zhao Songyan is still the same.

"I'll go to Chenghong Group first."

"Ma'am, our director has an important meeting, so I ordered..."

"If you don't send me there, then I don't need to bother you!"

Police officer: ...

Why doesn't this lady listen to advice!

When they left, Zhao Songyan gave thousands of warnings, never let Feng Wei appear alone in the public eye, who would dare to let her wander around outside, a world-renowned painter? !

"Have you considered it?"

It seems that doing things with Zhao Songyan will be like him. If Zhao Songyan was not hesitant at that time, they would have...

"Okay, ma'am."

Just stabilize the person first.

"Thank you, there is my drawing board in this suitcase, don't touch it."

"Okay, ma'am."

This woman really has a lot of background!
Cheng Hong went downstairs.

"Just leave my luggage at the hotel." Feng Wei was about to get out of the car and leave when the policeman spoke.

"Ma'am...our director..."

"I personally told your bureau chief that you can just go back."

Feng Wei stepped on his high heels and got out of the car.

What a temperamental woman!
The police officer unconsciously guessed the relationship between Feng Wei and Zhao Songyan.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

The front desk looked at Feng Wei, who had a good temperament and appearance, why did he feel like he had seen it somewhere?

"I'm looking for Qin Zhuoru." As soon as the name came out, it reminded the front desk that the woman in front of her looked like Mr. Qin!
Wait, I seem to have seen it somewhere...

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Do you still need to make an appointment to see Qin Zhuoru?"

"Yes, you need to make an appointment to see Mr. Qin."

I can't remember where I saw it at the front desk!in the newspaper?on TV?
"Then please call me, and I'll talk to her."

Feng Wei has just returned to China and does not yet have a domestic phone card.

She is happy, the little crying bag at that time has grown into a strong woman in her own right, just like Feng Zhi...

"Okay, wait a minute."

The front desk called Qin Zhuoru's office.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Qin, well, there's a lady downstairs who doesn't have an appointment, but she wants to call you."

"Give her the phone."

Feng Wei answered the phone and remained silent for a long time.

"Hello, hello?" Qin Zhuoru frowned slightly, why is there no sound on the other end of the phone?
"President Qin?"

"Auntie?" The voice made Qin Zhuoru a little unbelievable. Feng Wei returned home?
"It's so hard to see you!" Feng Wei joked.

"I'll go downstairs right away."

When the front desk answered the phone, it had already been hung up.

"You President Qin said that she will come down later."

front desk:……

what's the situation?
Within 2 minutes, Qin Zhuoru really appeared downstairs!

"Auntie, why didn't you tell me when you came back, I'll send someone to pick you up."

front desk:……

Auntie? ? ! !
No wonder, it looks like this!
Wait, I seem to remember, isn't she the famous painter?

"You are so busy, how can you pick me up?" Feng Wei joked.

Although Feng Wei has been abroad these years, she knows everything that happened to Qin Zhuoru in China, including her relationship with Fu Yuanhang.

"You want to marry that kid from the Gu family?" Feng Wei knew what Qin Zhuoru was thinking. She wanted to avenge the deaths of Qin Kun and Feng Zhi.

But is it really necessary to ruin one's youth and future happiness in order to take revenge on a person who is about to be half buried in the loess?

"Auntie, it's not convenient to talk, go to my office."

Feng Wei followed Qin Zhuoru upstairs, and after the two left, there was quite a commotion.

"My God, that is the famous painter Feng Wei!"

"That's right, she is President Qin's aunt!"

"No wonder Mr. Qin is so good-looking. It turns out that the genetics are good. My aunt is so good-looking, so my mother must be good-looking too!"

"I really envy Mr. Qin, who has an uncle who is the chairman, and an aunt who is a great painter!"

"Boss Qin himself is also excellent. He is fair, beautiful and has long legs. He is rich, handsome and capable!"

……

"Tell me." Feng Wei sat casually on the sofa, looking around at the decoration and furnishings of Qin Zhuoru's office.

The furnishings are fairly high-end, but this black and white tone is... lifeless.

Soon, Feng Wei's eyes stopped on the hanger.

For a painter, the most important thing that cannot be ignored is her observation ability and insight.

"Auntie, I..." Qin Zhuoru was considering whether to tell the whole story, Feng Wei gave her a wink, then got up and walked to the hanger to observe, and soon, a monitor lay quietly in Feng Wei's hand.

She flicked the switch lightly, and the camera was turned off.

"Is someone listening to me?" Qin Zhuoru said while talking, and his brain was running the behind-the-scenes controller at high speed.

It seems that he is now under attack.

Lin Sheng was restless at home, she had a premonition that something must be wrong with Qin Zhuoru, but how could she know?
After hesitating a few times, she still called Fu Yuanhang.

No one should know Qin Zhuoru's situation better than Fu Yuanhang.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.

"Hello, Secretary Lin."

The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded, and Lin Sheng noticed that Fu Yuanhang's name for her had changed.

"Mr. Fu, I want to ask, what's the situation with Sister Qin now?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"We broke up, I don't know." The man's voice was terrifyingly calm, Lin Sheng could not see Fu Yuanhang's clenched fists and bulging veins.

"Separate... broke up?" Lin Sheng couldn't believe his ears, she was not here for a day, what happened? ? ! !

"Ask her directly if you have anything to do." After finishing speaking, Fu Yuanhang hung up the phone.

Warm tears hung from the tip of his nose and dripped onto the sink.

"Yuanhang, are you okay?" Jiang Haoxuan asked concerned from outside the bathroom door.

"I'm fine, I'm a little sleepy, wash your face."

Heard such an answer.The three people outside the door stared at each other, is this all right?

The three of them all knew that Fu Yuanhang had a deep-rooted love for Qin Zhuoru long ago, and thought that lovers would eventually get married, but now...

"No, I have to ask Qin Zhuoru whether Yuanhang is not in line with her wishes, and she wants to break up!"

Lu Zheng was so angry that he finally started to support this relationship, and Qin Zhuoru made another mess!
"Keep your voice down, don't let Yuanhang hear you! Why are you looking for someone? We don't even know why the two of them broke up! What if Yuanhang wants to break up?" Yao Chengliang's voice became smaller and smaller.

He didn't believe it himself, how could Fu Yuanhang take the initiative to break up with Qin Zhuoru? !

"Why? You don't even need to ask why?! Look at Yuanhang's appearance, he is clearly broken up, and he loves Qin Zhuoru to death. Can he say goodbye? I want to ask, is Qin Zhuoru's heart made of steel? It’s still made of iron, how can it hurt people’s hearts over and over again!”

Regardless of the dissuasion of the two, Lu Zheng was about to leave the dormitory to seek justice from Qin Zhuoru when the bathroom door opened.

"Lu Zheng, don't go, she and I... have no future..."

The three of them could clearly see the extreme sadness in Fu Yuanhang's eyes.