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

The moment she realized what Chu Tiankuo was going to say, the softest part of Fu Jingwei's heart seemed to collapse in an instant, turning into a forest of thorns growing wildly all over the sky.

Each horizontal branch is covered with dense thorns.

Even she herself didn't dare to touch it easily.

"Fu Jingwei, what are you feeling guilty about?"

Fu Jingwei was still closing her eyes to calm her disordered heartbeat when Fu Yehan suddenly asked indifferently.

Fu Jingwei slowly opened her eyes and looked at her seventh uncle.

As they looked at each other, Fu Yehan asked calmly in a knowing tone, "Why don't you let him finish his words?"

"I know what he's going to say." Fu Jingwei said stubbornly, "I don't want to listen."

"You know?" Fu Yehan snorted and laughed.

"I know." Fu Jingwei said firmly.

"You know shit!" Fu Yehan suddenly raised his voice and scolded her, and then he kept scolding her, "I told you not to fall in love, but you still don't accept it. With your brain, what kind of shitty love is this! Do you think you are the heroine in a bitter novel? You are the daughter of my Fu Group! Why do you feel inferior? Ah? Besides, do you think any man likes you because of your inferiority complex? Fu Jingwei, I will remind you one last time, whether Chu Tiankuo likes you or not, you must keep your usual pride. You not only represent yourself, you also represent the Fu Group. Do you understand clearly!"

"I understand." Fu Jingwei replied with her head down.

She didn't know what kind of masochistic mentality she had. After being scolded by Uncle Seven, she felt much more comfortable than before.

Whether Chu Tiankuo likes her or not, her world keeps turning.

She has her own career and a strong backing that always supports her behind the scenes.

What else is she dissatisfied with?

Picking up the signed document on Fu Yehan's desk and holding it in her arms, Fu Jingwei couldn't help but ask again when she was about to leave: "Seventh Uncle, what do you mean by 'I know nothing'?"

Fu Yehan had just taken a sip of water when he heard her overly straightforward question and almost choked. He raised his eyelids and glanced at her speechlessly.

"I don't mean to question you. I'm just a little curious. I've never been in a relationship and I really don't understand it, but haven't you either?" Fu Jingwei didn't understand and asked, "What do you mean by scolding me so confidently just now? Didn't Chu Tiankuo mean that he was really drunk, so he thought I was... Ling Xihe?"

Fu Jingwei finally spoke calmly.

Fu Yehan was finally choked by her anger.

He coughed several times in succession.

"So, Fu Jingwei, tell me, what exactly do you like about Chu Tiankuo?" Fu Yehan asked after calming down.

Fu Jingwei was stunned by her seventh uncle's sudden question.

I don’t know how this question is related to what she is curious about.

"Do you like his stupidity?" Fu Ye laughed coldly.

"You're making personal attacks on him, but what's wrong with him?" Fu Jingwei muttered in dissatisfaction.

Fu Yehan glanced at her and said, "Chu Tiankuo is apologizing to you while insulting you with his own scumbag quotes. What else can he do but be stupid?"

At this moment, Fu Jingwei finally came to her senses and asked with some joy: "So you think Chu Tiankuo didn't mean that he mistook me for Ling Xihe? Then what did he want to say?"

"I want to go."

Fu Yehan said this indifferently and waved at her, indicating that she could leave.

Although she didn't get the answer she wanted, Fu Jingwei felt much better. Before leaving, she paused, picked up the paper cup on Fu Yehan's desk, and threw it directly into the trash can.

"As the boss of the Fu Group, it's shabby to drink water from a disposable cup."

Fu Jingwei said in a somewhat dignified tone, "I'll ask the secretariat to come over and change your cup, and ask those people if they don't want to do this anymore. The last time I came here, I saw you using disposable paper cups. How long has it been? Haven't you bought new cups yet? Even if you go and make them yourself, they should have been made by now."

After saying that, Fu Jingwei strode out and headed straight to the secretariat's office.

Fu Yehan: "..."

the other side.

Ifyou Studio.

On the sofa in the reception room, Chu Tiankuo rested his elbows on his knees, hunched over, and buried his face in his hands, looking extremely depressed.

Tu Lan was sitting opposite, also looking very worried. She never expected that her words to please the good people would cause such an effect.

Before this, she had always been wondering when Fu Yehan had become so smart that he would actually take the initiative to create opportunities for her to gain favor in front of her son. This was truly rare.

Now it seems that she underestimated Fu Yehan.

That brat is more cunning than the Mariana Trench. He is definitely not the type who plays it straight.

Chu Tiankuo was still immersed in his depressed mood. Tu Lan looked at him quietly for a while, stood up, patted his shoulder, and then sat down next to him.

Although Chu Tiankuo had gone out when he made the phone call just now, he was standing next to the window. Tu Lan couldn't hear what the other party said, but she heard Chu Tiankuo's words very clearly.

So she didn't shy away from asking the question she was most concerned about: "Tian Kuo, what did you mean by what you said on the phone just now? What happened to you that day? Why did you become a beast?"

Chu Tiankuo was not surprised by Tu Lan's question.

He has been unable to let go of this thought for some time and feels bored doing anything. After calling Fu Jingwei just now, he feels even more depressed and wants to find someone to talk to, but he really can't say it.

"Let's not talk about it."

Chu Tiankuo picked up an apple from the fruit plate in front of him, and took a bite without peeling it. It tasted tasteless, so he sighed deeply.

"It's not a good thing. If I tell you, you will definitely help Fu Yehan scold me to death."

That's right.

It’s Fu Yehan.

In fact, if he had any objection to Fu Yehan's idleness and random matchmaking, he could have gone directly to Fu Yehan himself.

But he didn't dare.

He had made an unforgivable mistake and he was too ashamed to see his brother again.

"If you really made a big mistake, then I should scold you a few times, isn't it reasonable?" Tu Lan gently taught, "Some mistakes happen, and if you can't make up for it, then being scolded, or even beaten, is the price you should pay. If you accept my scolding sooner, then won't you feel a little better?"

Tu Lan's words were still very reasonable, and Chu Tiankuo took every word to heart.

Indeed, if someone scolded him at this time, he might feel better.

After thinking this through, Chu Tiankuo said frankly: "Aunt Lan, I am really a beast. I drank too much in the bar that day, and only Fu Jingwei was there. In order to take care of me, she found a hotel nearby and settled me down, but I didn't know what was good for me, and I got so excited that I... slept with her."