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

"Yeah." Ye Qingluo responded calmly, "What's the matter?"

The receiver was silent for a while before Fu Yehan answered, "It's okay."

Ye Qingluo smiled and said jokingly: "Why are you calling me if there's nothing wrong? You're not missing me, are you?"

Ye Qingluo regretted what he said as soon as he finished speaking. The two of them were familiar with each other, but also strangers.

It's okay to make other jokes, but making jokes about emotional issues is a bit too much.

"You can understand it that way." Fu Yehan responded cooperatively, and then said solemnly, "I just want to tell you that from now on, if you have any difficulties or any needs, remember to come to me first."

If Fu Yehan's words were said by a friend, Ye Qingluo might be very touched, but the relationship between them is purely one of interests, so there is no question of being touched.

Ye Qingluo didn't know why Fu Yehan suddenly said this to her. After thinking about it, she only thought of one possibility.

"Fu Yehan, are you short of money recently?" Ye Qingluo asked tentatively.

Fu Yehan: "..."

"It's okay." Ye Qingluo didn't have the airs of a financial sponsor, and even promised very considerately, "If you need money, you can tell me. As long as I have enough money, I can lend it to you. I promise not to urge you to pay it back. If you don't have the money to pay it back in a short time, it's okay. You can use the number of times to pay off the debt. So how much do you need?"

"Ye Qingluo." Fu Yehan seemed to be angry and suddenly called her in an unfriendly tone.

Although Fu Yehan was a little moody, Ye Qingluo instantly understood why he was angry.

man.

Face is more important than anything else.

Even if you have done something undignified, it cannot be spoken out openly.

"Okay, okay, I won't say any more." Ye Qingluo said in a very good-natured way, "Don't be angry, I'll pretend that I didn't see anything. Just tell me the number and I'll transfer it to you now."

"Ye Qingluo, do you have a brain?" Fu Yehan scolded her angrily, and then asked again and again, "Why are you transferring money to me when you don't even know who I am or what my background is? Aren't you afraid of being cheated? Are you a saint?"

Ye Qingluo: “…”

Originally, when Fu Yehan kindly suggested that she should remember to come to him first if she needed anything in the future, Ye Qingluo didn't feel any waves in her heart.

But now that she was inexplicably scolded by Fu Yehan, she was actually somewhat moved.

"Then will you lie to me?" Ye Qingluo asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Fu Yehan said firmly, "I am lying to you now!"

Ye Qingluo didn't know what was wrong with her. When Fu Yehan said this, she suddenly felt her nose itchy.

Tears fell uncontrollably one after another.

"Then keep lying." Ye Qingluo sniffed and said softly, "I have never been lied to so sincerely. I don't know you. Apart from your name, your ID number, your contact information, and your... body, I know nothing about you. But I don't need to know anything else about you. I just need to know that you are better than my ex-husband by telling me openly that you are lying to me. This is enough for me."

I don’t know if Fu Yehan was busy with something else. After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, there was no response in the receiver for a long time.

"Fu Yehan?" Ye Qingluo called him.

"Here." Fu Yehan responded.

Ye Qingluo didn’t know what Fu Yehan was thinking, but it was enough for him to know that he was listening.

Ye Qingluo said: "I only have one request. Before the contract ends, I will try my best to turn a blind eye. You should also try to disguise yourself better and not let me see that you are lying to me too easily."

In the office of the chairman of the Fu Group, Fu Yehan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with the lights of thousands of homes stretching out beneath his feet.

Fu Yehan's heartbeat was chaotic and he could not remember the last time he had such sentimental emotions.

What is needed in business wars is clarity and rationality, efficiency and execution, foresight and decisiveness. What is least needed in the business world is emotion.

Fu Yehan himself couldn't describe what he was feeling at the moment. He was a little angry, angry that Ye Qingluo was too stupid. If he was really a liar, who could cheat a silly girl like her of her money and sex, he could easily cheat her out of everything.

But at the same time, he felt a little lucky, and was glad that when Ling Shi pushed the drunken Ye Qingluo to him with a smirk on his face that day in the bar, he did not choose to push her away.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strong palpitation in his heart, as well as an inexplicable strong sense of jealousy.

If Chu Tiankuo hadn’t called him that day.

Or, if Chu Tiankuo called him and asked him to meet up at the bar, he didn't go.

Then he will never know what he has missed in his life.

And this woman, Ye Qingluo, with her carefree and determined look at that time, she could really let go and sleep with that signboard.

Fu Yehan didn’t dare to imagine anything further.

"Fu Yehan." Ye Qingluo called him again on the phone and asked persistently, "How much money do you need?"

Fu Yehan smiled.

He didn't lie. He was indeed deceiving her at the time. The signboard and the contract were all fake.

He wanted her beauty, her heart, and her person, but he didn't want her money.

Of course, if Ye Qingluo's money is also part of her, then it is not impossible for him to take advantage of it.

Based on the principle that one can only deceive his wife himself, Fu Yehan was no longer annoyed and cooperated: "My gap is quite large."

"Ah?" Ye Qingluo was a little surprised. "How big is quite big? There must be a specific number, right?"

"No." Fu Yehan curled his lips and said seriously, "This place is a bottomless pit."

After Fu Yehan finished speaking, Ye Qingluo fell silent for a moment.

But she didn't make an excuse to hang up the phone, and just let time pass by silently.

Fu Yehan turned around, picked up the car keys from the desk, and walked towards the underground parking lot.

Ye Qingluo did not respond until Fu Yehan sat in the driver's seat.

Fu Yehan suddenly laughed: "Why are you silent, Mr. Gold Master? I'm still waiting for you to redeem me."

"Fu Yehan."

Ye Qingluo called him, and then she thought about the following words for a long time before she made up her mind to speak.

"sorry."

Ye Qingluo was a little depressed, but she still expressed her thoughts truthfully.

"I really wanted to help you, but my ability is limited after all. I can't give you too much. Besides, I have my own life to live. I can't give up everything for you. I don't know what difficulties you have encountered, but I can understand your difficulties with money. So I thought about it seriously just now, and I decided..."

"What did you decide?"

When Ye Qingluo said "I'm sorry", Fu Yehan stepped on the accelerator and drove away.