The domineering president dotes on his little wife

Chapter 41: Heartless Man

The dance music of the dinner party sounded melodiously, and Fu Chen gently extended his hand and invited Jiang Ying to dance. She gladly accepted, and they walked into the dance floor, their bodies close to each other, their bodies dancing lightly, every turn and every step was so coordinated, and the dance steps were perfectly coordinated. There was a unique tacit understanding in their eye contact, and every turn and every smile seemed to be rehearsed in advance.

The rhythm of the dance music gradually accelerated, and Jiang Ying's heartbeat seemed to speed up as well. She felt that the communication between her and Fu Chen was not limited to words at this moment, but also reflected in every movement and posture in the dance. They led each other and responded to each other, as if they were dancing a private dance of their own.

In the center of the dance floor, they became the focus of everyone's attention. Their interaction was full of passion and romance, which made people fall in love with it. When the dance ended, Jiang Ying stared at Fu Chen, with indescribable emotions flashing in her eyes. Although their communication was short, Jiang Ying was already very satisfied.

After the dance ended, Fu Chen and Jiang Ying were introduced to the master and wife of the Zhuo family. When Mrs. Zhuo saw Jiang Ying, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She warmly welcomed Jiang Ying and talked to her. Fu Chen watched quietly from the side. He saw the intimate communication between Jiang Ying and Mrs. Zhuo, and he couldn't help but recognize Jiang Ying's ability.

Halfway through the dinner, Fu Chen and Jiang Ying found a quiet corner to sit down. They tasted the wine, and Jiang Ying enjoyed this rare quiet moment, her eyes full of tenderness and admiration for the man in front of her. Fu Chen just wanted to be quiet for a while, and didn't want to be disturbed by too many people. From time to time, the figure of the little woman at home popped up in his mind.

Jiang Ying took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Thank you, Fu Chen. I am very happy to be able to attend such a dinner with you."

Fu Chen replied indifferently: "No thanks, it's just official cooperation. I'll ask Assistant Lin to transfer the due remuneration to you."

Jiang Ying hurriedly replied: "Fu Chen, I don't want money, I just want to help you share the burden, not for money, you know how I feel about you..."

Fu Chen knew what Jiang Ying wanted to say and interrupted her: "I remember that the female lead in Director Chen's play was the role you had always wanted to play, right? I called Director Chen and he gave it to you directly."

Jiang Ying was so excited that she almost jumped up, but because it was a public occasion at the dinner party, she held back. She hugged Fu Chen's hand, leaned her head slightly on Fu Chen's shoulder, and said, "Really? Fu Chen, thank you, this role is what I dreamed of, you are so good to me!"

Fu Chen shook off Jiang Ying who was trying to stick to him, stood up and said heartlessly: "This is just the payment for your attendance at the party. If you don't want the money, then we can exchange conditions. You know I don't like to owe anyone." After saying that, he turned around and left alone.

Jiang Ying looked at Fu Chen's back, and hatred surged in her heart. She told herself in her heart that it didn't matter. If you like something, go for it; if you want something, do your best to get it, and... this dinner is just the beginning!

In the early morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, like a veil on Yan Zixin's face. She opened her eyes lazily, reached out to pick up the mobile phone beside the bed, and prepared to browse the news to kill time.

However, when the headline of the news jumped into her eyes, her eyes were attracted by a magnet and locked on the title. That line of text was like a bullet, piercing her heart.

"The president of Fu Group and his fiancée Jiang Ying attended the dinner. They are a handsome couple and a beautiful woman, making everyone envious." Yan Zixin's eyes widened, and her heart was filled with shock and confusion. She couldn't believe what she saw, and rubbed her eyes desperately, as if hoping that this would change the facts before her.

Her fingers trembled as she clicked into the news. In the photo, Fu Chen and Jiang Ying were arm in arm, smiling brightly, looking so well-matched and happy. Yan Zixin's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cellar, and an indescribable pain surged into her heart.

She couldn't help but sneer, and said to herself in her heart: "Yes, they are the legitimate engaged couple, and who am I? I'm just a self-indulgent clown." Yan Zixin sat on the bed blankly, her heart was in chaos. She couldn't accept the fact that Fu Chen and Jiang Ying were so close, and the good memories of the past surged into her heart like a tide, making her heartbroken.

At the same time, Fu Chen in the company also saw the news. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by a complex emotion. Special Assistant Lin carefully observed Fu Chen's expression and asked softly: "President, does this news need to be suppressed?" He couldn't figure out Fu Chen's thoughts and carefully tested him.

Fu Chen waved his hand and stopped her, saying, "No need." He didn't explain much and lowered his head to read the documents. Although this was not in his plan, he knew without thinking that Jiang Ying must have been behind this hot news. However, this just achieved his goal, making Yan Zixin feel jealous. Jiang Ying's approach was the icing on the cake... This might make Yan Zixin more aware of her feelings for him. He lowered his head and continued to read the documents as if nothing had happened.

At home, Yan Zixin's thoughts gradually drifted away. She couldn't help but recall the past with Fu Chen. All kinds of memories surged in her heart, and the feeling of reluctance became stronger. She took a deep breath and called Fu Chen.

As soon as the call was connected, she couldn't wait to ask, "Fu Chen, where did you go last night?"

Fu Chen immediately understood her implication, and he did not think of hiding it, so he answered frankly: "Jiang Ying and I went to the Zhuo family's banquet last night."

Yan Zixin's heart sank. Of course she heard the frankness in Fu Chen's words, but she still couldn't help but said jealously: "Oh...you and your fiancée are always together, and you dance so beautifully..." Yan Zixin was jealous and said angrily.

How could Fu Chen not hear Yan Zixin's jealousy? He deliberately explained: "She and I are just for work needs, there is nothing special."

Yan Zixin felt a sense of loss and responded angrily: "Yes, even if there is anything, you have the right to do so." Yan Zixin replied angrily, then hung up the phone angrily.

She held the phone tightly in both hands, feeling mixed emotions. She thought: "Fu Chen, don't you understand my feelings? Why did you go to the party with another woman? I'm really jealous... But what right do I have to be jealous? There is no clear definition of the relationship between us..." The more she thought about it, the angrier and sadder she became. In the end, she simply buried herself in the sofa and let her tears flow freely.