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

This time Fu Yehan ignored her. He just gave her a cold look before unlocking his phone and making a call.

After the call was connected, Fu Yehan didn't say a word, just reported an address, and then ordered: "Send two servings of my usual dinner."

Ye Qingluo: “…”

Ok.

Or maybe your way of ordering is more advanced.

Just direct voice broadcast.

"It may take an hour for the restaurant to be ready and the food to be delivered." Fu Yehan said, "We have time now, so let's do some real work."

"You are quite good at racing against time." Ye Qingluo was amused by his impatience and refused, "I'd rather not come. I haven't taken a shower yet, and... I'm not in a good mood today. I want to spend the night calmly thinking about something."

Fu Yehan didn't say anything, but just stood quietly in front of her, looking at her with an ambiguous look.

Ye Qingluo felt a little ashamed of being stared at by him, then he sighed, made up his mind, and jumped up from the sofa.

"Okay, if you don't mind that I haven't taken a shower, then come on." Ye Qingluo compromised.

Fu Yehan caught her steadily, but dodged when she lowered her head to kiss him.

"Are you in a bad mood today?" Fu Yehan asked.

"Yeah." Ye Qingluo nodded, "Not very good."

"why?"

"It's a long story, so let's not talk about it anymore." Ye Qingluo smiled faintly, "They are all a bunch of messy historical issues, don't let them affect your mood anymore."

"How long is a long story? Isn't an hour enough?"

Fu Yehan carried her back to the bedroom, without turning on the light, he closed the door and pushed her against the wall. His deep voice was particularly bewitching in the dark corner.

"Ye Qingluo." Fu Yehan called her solemnly, "If you don't tell me anything, it will affect my mood, do you know?"

Fu Yehan is very good at choosing places. Such a cramped, narrow and dimly lit corner is indeed suitable for pouring out one's heart.

Ye Qingluo had been depressed all day and felt really upset, so when Fu Yehan asked her about it, she slowly spoke.

Sometimes once the desire to talk begins, those secret thoughts are like running water that cannot be stopped until the gap is filled.

Ye Qingluo told Fu Yehan everything that happened today.

She even told him about the "stand-in" half-jokingly.

Fu Yehan was a very qualified listener. He would respond to her from time to time, but he would not interrupt her story by making any comments.

Ye Qingluo finished telling him everything he could think of. Fu Yehan was silent for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed him.

This kiss was not filled with desire, but more of a comfort.

Ye Qingluo closed his eyes and responded to him calmly.

After a while, Fu Yehan removed his lips and asked in a low voice: "Are you serious that your ex-husband is not as important to you as a strand of my hair?"

Ye Qingluo suddenly laughed: "I've said so much, you didn't just listen to this one sentence, did you?"

"I heard it all." Fu Yehan replied truthfully, "I just have doubts about this sentence."

"Fu Yehan, I want to ask you something." Ye Qingluo did not answer Fu Yehan's question, but looked at him with the same seriousness.

"Well, you ask."

"If one day, I have a lawsuit with my ex-husband and it involves you, then... if the 'deal' between us is exposed by others, how much impact will it have on you?"

Ye Qingluo did not think of this problem on a whim. In fact, she had been worried since the day Chu Lingyan snatched her mobile phone and read out the chat messages between her and Fu Yehan.

She may not care about her own reputation, but she doesn't want to drag Fu Yehan, who has nothing to do with it, into the mess between her and her ex-husband.

If she really couldn't avoid it, she also hoped to minimize the impact of this incident on him.

"Put your heart at ease and do what you want to do." Fu Yehan answered her question in a different way, "Just remember one sentence from me."

"What?" Ye Qingluo was curious.

"I'm not your weak spot." Fu Yehan kissed her lightly on the corner of her mouth, "I will be your strongest support."

The dinner that Fu Yehan had sent was very exquisite, and it tasted much better than what she had cooked.

Even the packing boxes are custom-made with exquisite workmanship.

While eating, Ye Qingluo lamented his own shabbyness and from time to time recalled what Fu Yehan had just said.

Although Ye Qingluo was well aware that Fu Yehan's words were mostly meant to comfort her, she was truly deeply comforted.

It’s no wonder that Fu Yehan has received professional training, and his words of comfort to the financial sponsor are considerate and touching.

At that moment, Ye Qingluo felt a lump in his throat and almost shed tears.

Even though Fu Yehan had clearly admitted in the past that he was lying to her, Ye Qingluo still felt very warm.

Not to mention anything else, just the emotional value that Fu Yehan provided her during this period of time, the money she spent on him was already worth it.

After finishing the meal and packing up everything, Fu Yehan took out a document from the computer bag he brought with him.

Before handing it to her, Fu Yehan said in a deep voice: "Although I really want to teach you a lesson and make you remember this because you ignored my words time and time again, but considering that your efforts were not in vain, at least you made five million. I will turn a blind eye this time, and if there is a next time..."

"What if it happens again next time?" Ye Qingluo glared at him like a financial sponsor.

After their eyes met, Fu Yehan only held on for a few seconds before he was the first to give in.

In the past, he always controlled others, but he never expected that one day, he would be controlled so much by a woman who was ten years younger than him that he had no temper at all.

"Next time, I hope my sponsor can easily make five million like today."

Ye Qingluo: “…”

The other person's words were so sweet, and his intention to please was obvious.

Ye Qingluo smiled secretly in his heart.

She had only made five million and she already started saying sweet words. If she finished the lawsuit with Chu Lingxuan and got back the money that belonged to her, she wondered how sweet this man would be.

Wouldn't that be like applying honey to her, bombarding her with sugar-coated bullets every day?

Thinking of this, Ye Qingluo was quite looking forward to it, but the next second she became depressed again.

She can't even hire a lawyer now, so how can she file a lawsuit?

"How long are you going to stare at me?" Seeing that she was slow to respond, Fu Yehan waved the document in his hand in front of her.

"Ah." Realizing that he was distracted, Ye Qingluo smiled embarrassedly.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Ye Qingluo asked.

Fu Yehan put the documents in his hand on the coffee table, and took out a signature pen and a box of red ink from his bag.

"Sign the contract and put your fingerprints on it," Fu Yehan requested. "Then prepare the information in the attached pages. You don't have to worry about the rest. Ling Shi will contact you when he needs your cooperation."

"Ling Shi?" Ye Qingluo was stunned. He immediately picked up the contract on the coffee table and read it carefully. He looked at Fu Yehan in shock, "Ling Shi is really willing to help me fight the lawsuit against Chu Corporation? And... this, this price was negotiated between you and Ling Shi?"