Feng Yu hooked her lips into a smile. Her bright eyes sparkled with a certain glow.
She walked up to Feng Qingsheng and tidied up her collar. The moment she looked up, she appeared both cool and sassy. "In the future, if you want to harm someone, don't use such a low - level trick."
"It's just a vase. It's only 300,000 yuan. If elder sister likes it, I'll have someone send you two more another day. But it seems you prefer the broken ones."
Feng Qingsheng's face turned green and then white.
She originally wanted to see Feng Yu make a fool of herself, but unexpectedly, she was outmaneuvered.
But it was her who had tripped Feng Yu just now. How could she have known that the surveillance cameras had captured everything clearly?
Feng Yu cast a cold and noble glance at Mu Shiyan and then left with the driver.
That glance was telling him that she no longer needed him.
Mu Shiyan couldn't help tightening his fist a bit.
Feng Qingsheng said angrily, "Brother Shiyan, did you see that? Look at how smug she is."
"Everyone knows that the man she married was not only sick but also ugly. On the very first day she got married, there was a car accident on the way to pick up the bride. The groom died in the accident. This bad - luck star. When she was in the Feng family, the Feng family had a hard time. When she's in the Fu family, the Fu family won't have it easy either!"
"Just now, she even dared to show us a cold face. Brother Shiyan, am I right?"
On the first day she got married, there was a car accident on the way to pick up the bride.
The groom died.
These words echoed in Mu Shiyan's mind.
Suddenly, Mu Shiyan grabbed Feng Qingsheng's shoulders. His cold eyes were filled with something terrifying. "What did you just say? Say it again! Who did she marry?"
"The well - known ugly guy in Beishi, Fu Qianchen. She became a widow as soon as she got married. The people in the Fu family must not like her. I heard that the old lady of the Fu family was so angry that she got sick and has been hospitalized."
Feng Qingsheng said mockingly, "In my opinion, the card she took out so generously just now might belong to some wild man."
"Brother Shiyan, where are you going, Brother Shiyan!"
Before Feng Qingsheng could finish her words, Mu Shiyan had already run away.
Feng Yu had lost her appetite for lunch. Her good mood was completely ruined.
The driver beside her was secretly delighted, which was too obvious for Feng Yu to ignore.
"Brother Yang, what on earth are you laughing at?"
Driver Yang pursed his lips and grinned stupidly. "The young mistress is finally willing to spend the young master's money."
Feng Yu: "… Does your young master know that you're siding with me like this?"
There was actually someone who was eager for her to spend money.
The driver was extremely happy. "I heard that if a woman is willing to spend a man's money, it means she has the man in her heart. The young master will be very happy when he knows."
Feng Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But when it came to Fu Qianchen, she suddenly remembered that she should call him and arrange to meet somewhere else.
The phone was ringing.
Feng Yu nervously tightened her grip on the phone. The card was linked to Fu Qianchen, and he would surely receive a text message reminder on his phone when she made a purchase.
How should she put it?
She had been so determined not to use it, but unexpectedly...
Just as she was lost in her wild thoughts, the phone was answered. Feng Yu softly called out, "Mr. Fu."
"Who are you?"
It wasn't the magnetic voice she remembered. Instead, it was a strange woman's voice, cold and full of hostility.
Feng Yu was stunned.
There were rarely any women around Fu Qianchen, but now his phone was answered by a young woman.
Who was this woman?
In a panic, Feng Yu immediately hung up the phone.
To her surprise, the number she had saved as "Mr. Fu" called back right away.
It was still that woman.
The woman said to her, "I soiled his pants. He's changing them. He's not available right now. Do you have anything to say?"
Feng Yu hung up the phone again without saying a word. Looking at the incoming call again, she simply turned off her phone.
Her fingers were trembling. Her mind was in a complete mess.
Who was that woman? Why was Fu Qianchen with her? Why was he changing his clothes?
Was his so - called urgent matter just a date with another woman?
Feng Yu tightly pursed her lips. A strange feeling welled up in her heart.
"Young mistress?" The driver noticed her uneasiness and called out, but received no response.
A layer of frost seemed to rise in Feng Yu's eyes.
She tightly clenched her fists. A sense of powerlessness washed over her.
What on earth was she doing?
Was she really familiar with Fu Qianchen?
They were just using each other. Did she really know him well? No, she didn't.
She had simply gotten used to Fu Qianchen's kindness and thought that his kindness to her was a matter of course and unique.
But in fact, it wasn't.
How ridiculous.
They had only known each other for a short time, yet she had become so dependent on him.
She didn't like it, and she didn't want to continue like this!
"Young mistress, are you okay?" The driver caught up with her.
Feng Yu looked at him and tried her best to control her emotions. However, in the driver's eyes, she looked on the verge of crying.
"I'm fine. You can go back first. I want to take a walk by myself. I'll take a taxi back later."
"But..." The driver was worried, but couldn't resist Feng Yu's insistence.
He kept looking back as he walked away. Finally, he decided to report the situation to Fu Qianchen.
...
At Hailan Company.
A well - dressed woman in high heels and a mini - skirt looked at the phone in her hand in confusion.
Bai Shaoting walked over. As soon as he reached the door, he frowned in disgust. "Damn, it smells so bad. How much did you and Brother Muli drink?"
Fu Yue closed her phone and said helplessly, "Brother Bai, it's really not my fault. He said he wanted to compete with me in drinking. Who knew this guy couldn't hold his liquor and even got Third Brother's pants dirty."
Bai Shaoting knocked on the door and put the sobering - up medicine in front of the two men. Then he glanced at Fu Yue and said speechlessly, "Just keep causing trouble."
Fu Yue fell silent. She gave a flattering smile to the man on the sofa who had changed his clothes and was looking at her coldly, and then coquettishly said, "Brother, I'm your own sister! You can't blame me. I only vomited on you because I was drunk. If you want to blame someone, blame him. He insisted on competing with me."
Fu Yue pointed at the man on the other end of the sofa who was dead drunk.
Even though he was dead drunk, the cold aura around the man remained undiminished. He still looked handsome, and the few open buttons on his shirt made him look especially sexy.
Fu Qianchen exuded a cold air. He got up indifferently and said to Fu Yue, "If you hadn't threatened him, would Muli be the kind of person to be provoked by you?"
Fu Yue stuck out her tongue. "That just means he can't resist temptation."
Bai Shaoting was speechless. "Miss, the man in front of you is the King of the Night in Dongshi. He's well - known for his self - restraint. You actually say he can't resist temptation."
Fu Yue clicked her tongue softly and murmured, "I'm not so sure about that."
Fu Qianchen gave her a cold look and said in a cold voice, "You brought this man back and got him drunk. Take good care of him. If any scandal spreads, I won't let you off."
"Brother, who's your real sister? Why do you always side with outsiders?" Fu Yue pouted discontentedly.
Bai Shaoting gloated. "You deserve it!"
Just then, Fu Qianchen's phone rang. After hearing what the driver said, he frowned.
Fu Yue's voice came from beside him. "Oh, Brother, just now a girl called you. I said you were changing clothes, and she hung up. Who was that?"
Fu Qianchen frowned. He immediately understood.
He glanced at Fu Yue and said sternly, "Mind your own business. Don't meddle in things that don't concern you."