The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

"That's indeed what's being said outside." Chu Lingxuan chuckled, "But I'm not sure what the truth is."

Lin Chengxuan's expression became more and more solemn.

Chu Lingxuan looked at his expression and said with a smile: "If you ask me, you should just give up on that idea. You've already lost everything, and you haven't learned your lesson? No matter what, Ye Qingluo was once the daughter of a wealthy family. She still has high standards and won't be satisfied with just any man."

"She really has high standards." After being insulted by Chu Lingxuan, Lin Chengxuan suddenly snorted and took out his phone from his pocket. He found the photo album of Mr. Ye Qingluo driving the Silber supercar to pick her up after get off work, and asked, "What do you think of this man?"

Chu Lingxuan glanced at Lin Chengxuan suspiciously, then slowly lowered his head and his eyes fell on Lin Chengxuan's mobile phone screen.

In the photo, a tall and long-legged man is leaning against a sports car, as if he is waiting for someone.

The man was wearing a black baseball cap and a pair of pure black sunglasses, so it was hard to see what he looked like, but his aura was extremely strong. Coupled with the backdrop of the Silbe supercar worth more than 50 million, his noble and extraordinary temperament could be felt even through the screen.

"This is..." Chu Lingxuan's voice dragged out for several seconds, "Fu Yehan, Chairman of Fu Corporation?"

"You think so too, right?" Lin Chengxuan shook his head, "You'd better pray that it's not the case."

Hearing this, Chu Lingxuan's voice subconsciously tightened a bit: "What do you mean?"

Lin Chengxuan placed his fingertips on the screen and swiped forward another photo: "Because he is Ye Qingluo's current man."

In the new photo that Lin Chengxuan adjusted, the man was holding a woman's waist and kissing her with his head down.

The man’s face was still unclear, but Chu Lingxuan was more familiar with the woman’s back than anyone else. It was his ex-wife Ye Qingluo who used to follow him around every day.

"So, your sister had someone expose Ye Qingluo's dress, but Fu Group has been slow to distance itself from the matter. Do you know why?"

Lin Chengxuan asked someone to bring a few bottles of wine, and in less than an hour, Chu Lingxuan drank them all.

"impossible."

Chu Lingxuan lowered his voice very low, but it sounded like a roar.

"impossible."

After a moment, he repeated it again.

"I also think it's impossible." Lin Chengxuan took a few sips of wine from the bottle, "This is too fucking outrageous."

"The Fu family hasn't responded yet..." Chu Lingxuan felt hot and uncomfortable under the influence of alcohol. He unbuttoned the two buttons of his collar with one hand, "That's because the Fu family wants to cooperate with our Chu family. Ye Qingluo is my ex-wife, so the Fu family just gave the Chu family some face."

Lin Chengxuan almost laughed out loud after hearing this.

It turns out that it is his narcissism that is fostered by a bunch of bad friends. Chu Lingxuan really knows how to flatter himself.

How many people who have offended the Fu family can be saved by face?

The ancestor of the Fu family probably never knew how to write the word "face" in his entire life.

"That person can't be Mr. Fu." Chu Lingxuan was drunk and began to speak incoherently, "But... it might be true that Ye Qingluo also likes Mr. Fu."

"What do you mean?" Lin Chengxuan didn't understand what he said.

"I know." Chu Lingxuan picked up the empty bottle of wine and tilted his head back to drip a few drops of the remaining wine into his mouth. "I know that Ye Qingluo has a mysterious man outside and is willing to spend money on him."

"Nursing?"

There was obvious doubt in Lin Chengxuan's eyes, but Chu Lingxuan believed it without a doubt.

"Yes, it's about keeping someone." Chu Lingxuan picked up the wine glass and knocked it hard on the table, closing his eyes and saying, "I always thought she was looking for a substitute for me, but I didn't expect that this hateful woman was actually looking for a substitute for Fu Yehan."

Lin Chengxuan: “…”

After Chu Tianqing accompanied Xie Ran to the presentation room in the winery to introduce Gui Ran Design, Ye Qingluo sat in Gui Ran's display area for a while.

When Fu Yehan sent the message, Ye Qingluo was watching short videos out of boredom.

[Signboard: Why did Chu Tianqing follow me? Are you feeling unwell? ]

Ye Qingluo opened the chat interface and sent him a reply.

[Ye Qingluo: I don’t feel uncomfortable, I’m just trying to avoid suspicion.]

Fu Yehan seemed to be very free and replied to messages very quickly.

[Sign: Send me a selfie so I can check it out. ]

[Ye Qingluo: Boss, can you please concentrate? Our team has been preparing for a long time to be able to present in front of you. Every punctuation mark on the PPT is the result of our hard work.]

[Ye Qingluo: It sounds good.]

Ye Qingluo didn't want to take up Fu Yehan's working time, so after replying to him, he put away his phone.

While browsing his phone just now, Ye Qingluo ate a few iced cherries. He felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and prepared to go to the bathroom.

There was a public toilet outside. As soon as Ye Qingluo arrived at the door, she smelled a very pungent smell of cigarette smoke. She suddenly felt a little nauseous, so she immediately backed out.

There is also a toilet in the winery, but one needs to register their identity and go through security checks to enter and exit. Ye Qingluo found it troublesome. She just felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, but was not in a hurry. So she asked the staff and walked towards the craft exhibition hall which was three or four hundred meters away from the winery.

During this time, the cell phone in Ye Qingluo's pocket vibrated a few times.

So she took out her cell phone as she walked.

[Signboard: Jingwei and I will not participate in the bidding for the soft furnishing design project. Other judges will be responsible for it.]

[Sign: Do you want to ask why? ]

[Signboard: Because your company is full of Fu family members, you really need to avoid suspicion. ]

[Signboard: Since we have announced that the bidding is open to the public, we have the responsibility to ensure the fairness of the competition. Jingwei and I will not participate in the evaluation of the soft furnishing design bidding. ]

[Ye Qingluo: …]

Ye Qingluo seldom asked Fu Yehan about matters concerning the Fu Group. She had always believed that Fu Yehan was the one who made the decisions regarding the selection of Fu Group projects.

[Ye Qingluo: Then tell me, if we compete with the Chu family, do we have a good chance of winning? ]

【Signboard: Want to hear the truth? 】

[Ye Qingluo: Of course.]

【Signboard: It’s difficult for you to be shortlisted. 】

[Ye Qingluo: …]

Fu Yehan's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, instantly extinguishing Ye Qingluo's beautiful fantasy and making her re-recognize the harsh reality of this business circle.

[Ye Qingluo: But, we have been preparing for so long. ]

Ye Qingluo was a little unwilling.

【Signboard: Every participating company has prepared for a long time. 】

[Ye Qingluo: But didn’t you say that as long as we work hard enough we can succeed? ]

[Sign: Yes, but not now. ]

The more I talk, the more depressed I feel.

Walking outside the exhibition hall, Ye Qingluo stopped and sent a message to Fu Yehan.

[Ye Qingluo: So the hopeful words you taught Chu Tiankuo and Fu Jingchen to say to us employees were to let them paint a rosy picture for us, right? ]

[Signboard: Not really. ]

[Ye Qingluo: Why not? That's it. Fu Laoqi, you are such a sinister person.]

[Sign: I am just painting a rosy picture for Chu Tiankuo and Fu Jingchen. What they do and say has nothing to do with me.]

[Ye Qingluo: …]