allonlinenovel Chapter 266 Going to meet the parents
Chapter 266 Going to meet the parents
A moment ago, Wen Zhixia arrived at the door of the conference room and heard an extremely fierce quarrel inside. She knocked on the door for a long time, but because the quarrel was so intense, no one could hear her faint knock.
She had no choice but to open the door and go in.
"Baby! You're here!"
When Song Ailing saw Wen Zhixia, she felt like she had seen a savior, and her voice was filled with tears.
"Xiao Xia? Who asked you to come?" Fu Keming also suppressed his anger and stepped forward quickly. "I didn't hit you, did I?"
Song Ailing looked at Fu Keming with a look that said: See, that’s what I said.
Only Fu Ruoshi became even more angry!
"Who asked her to come?!!!" He hugged Wen Zhixia, furious, "Why do you keep dragging her into this? If I hadn't blocked that blow just now, what would have happened! If she had gotten hurt, I would have died with her!"
"Baby, baby, are you okay?"
Song Ailing looked apologetic and wanted to apologize to Wen Zhixia, but Fu Ruoshi held Wen Zhixia in his arms like a baby and refused to let go. Whenever Song Ailing approached, he turned his back to her.
Fu Ruoshi is now in a state of stress and has amazing strength.
Wen Zhixia was pressed against his chest by the back of her head and almost suffocated.
In a hurry, she stepped on Fu Ruoshi's toes, causing him to scream and step back.
She finally caught her breath.
It was as if I had just experienced an earthquake.
Fu Ruoshi's shirt was soaked and there was blood on his forehead.
Fu Keming sat on the sofa with a dark face and rapid breathing.
However, as soon as Wen Zhixia came in, the meeting room, which had been tense just now, suddenly died down.
"What...what's going on?"
She looked blankly at Fu Keming and Song Ailing, then looked at Fu Ruoshi, "You say it."
As soon as Fu Ruoshi saw Wen Zhixia's pretty and cute face, most of the anger in his heart disappeared.
"Grandfather, please judge for yourself." He pointed at Fu Keming. "This man, in order to make me inherit the family fortune, kidnapped my CFO, shorted my company's stock, and now he's colluding with customs to hold up my goods. He abuses his power for personal gain and uses public authority for personal gain. He's done everything he can to achieve his goals. I'm breaking off all ties with him now..."
"understood."
Wen Zhixia interrupted and blocked his words with even more unpleasant ones.
Still, she couldn't help but be shocked.
It turns out that Foster was captured by Fu Keming and Song Ailing in order to make Fu Ruoshi inherit the Fu family.
It's indeed a bit extreme.
But she knew that Fu Keming did this because he was seriously ill, and he had kept it a secret from Fu Ruoshi.
Wen Zhixia was in a complicated mood.
"Xiao Xia, please judge for yourself," Fu Keming said. "Fu's has so many employees, so many mouths to feed, and Zhuo Rui only has a handful of people. He's suffered enough and gained enough experience out there. Isn't it time for him to return home and inherit the family business? Fu's is such a big company, and he just says he's not going to care about it? If he doesn't want to inherit the family business and take on the responsibilities, why was he born in my family? Why doesn't he just find some random person to be his parents? He's just a freeloader, wanting to eat meat without working!"
Fu Ruoshi was anxious, "I didn't do any work? Fu Keming, do you have eyes?"
Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel again, Wen Zhixia pushed Fu Ruo away and pointed at the glass shards on the ground, "Stop talking and sweep the floor."
"okay."
Fu Ruoshi turned around and went to get the broom.
Song Ailing and Fu Keming were both stunned.
In front of this frail little girl, my son was like a robot. If she told him to go east, he wouldn't dare go west.
The situation finally calmed down.
After Fu Ruoshi finished sweeping the floor, he sat in the boss chair, put his long legs on the edge of the table, and drank water continuously. After drinking, he lowered his head and said nothing, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead and dripped onto the ground.
He was drenched in sweat, which soaked through his white shirt and dissolved the bright red bloodstains on his back.
Fu Keming sat on the sofa and didn't say anything.
He felt dizzy and something sticky was surging in his nasal cavity...
"How about this," Song Ailing saw that Fu Keming's face was not right, and immediately said to Wen Zhixia, "Baby, you should take this unlucky thing away first. If he stays here for one more second, his father and I will have a heart attack."
"this......"
Wen Zhixia was still hesitating when she turned around and saw Fu Ruoshi, who had a gloomy face just now, turned his chair and nodded to her expectantly.
The look on his face was exactly like that of a fawning fox begging to be adopted or taken away.
"If you think I'm unlucky, then I'm leaving." Fu Ruoshi stood up, put his arm around Wen Zhixia's shoulder, and leaned against her. "From now on, I'll change my surname to Wen. I'm an outsider now. You can give the Fu family to someone else. Goodbye."
Wen Zhixia pushed him away helplessly, said goodbye to Fu Keming and Song Ailing, and left.
Fu Ruoshi naturally chased after him.
After the two men left, Fu Keming finally couldn't hold on any longer.
The nosebleed is like a bead of blood that has broken off the string, flowing down continuously...
"Keming!"
Song Ailing was shocked and quickly took a tissue to wipe him.
After wiping for a long time, Fu Keming finally recovered.
"Call the directors and shareholders back," he gasped. "The meeting isn't over yet. I don't have much time left. I still have a lot to go over."
Looking at his stubborn expression, Song Ailing could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart.
She hit Fu Keming hard on the shoulder and went out to call shareholders for him.
Here, Fu Ruoshi and Wen Zhixia returned to the car.
Liu Zhen brought the medicine box, and Wen Zhixia helped Fu Ruoshi treat the abrasions on his forehead and back.
"Close your eyes." Wen Zhixia held the iodine-soaked bottle in front of her and held it close to Fu Ruoshi's forehead. "This iodine will irritate my eyes."
Fu Ruoshi stared at Wen Zhixia intently, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars. "No, I want to look at you. Looking at you will make me feel better. I don't need to apply medicine."
You can still talk dirty at this time.
Wen Zhixia rolled her eyes at him and turned a deaf ear to him.
The wound on Fu Ruoshi's forehead was actually quite serious, but when Wen Zhixia applied medicine on him, he remained very honest and didn't say a word or move. His black eyelashes drooped meekly, and he was completely different from the murderous look he had when he confronted Fu Keming a moment ago.
"All right."
After Wen Zhixia applied the medicine, she still saw a thin layer of sweat on his forehead because he was enduring the pain.
"Turn over here," she continued, "and let me take a look at the spot on your back where the inkstone hit you."
Fu Ruoshi did as he was told. He turned his back, unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled it up, then he saw the place where the inkstone had hit his skin.
In addition, he had many old wounds, all of which were gray and it was obvious that he was beaten by Fu Keming.
Although he has lost a lot of weight recently and the sharp protrusion of his spine can be seen, the muscles of his waist and shoulders are still strong and tight. In the dim light inside the car, the muscles are as smooth and orderly as mountains.
"Wen Zhixia, did you say last time that you still like me?"
While applying the medicine, Fu Ruoshi looked at the lake outside the window, and his tone was as deep as the lake.
Wen Zhixia frowned, "It's already this time, why are you still thinking about these trivial things? If you don't like it, don't ask."
"How could you change your mind so quickly?" Fu Ruoshi turned his head away unconvinced. "You weren't so fickle before!"
"Isn't your company busy?" Wen Zhixia reluctantly changed the subject and said, "And the chairman, you have to resolve your conflict too. You can't just leave it here without communicating or caring about it, right?"
"I don't care. Fu's is not mine. Zhuo Rui is mine." Fu Ruoshi said, then suddenly paused and looked back at Wen Zhixia, "No, Zhuo Rui is mine and yours. He is our son."
"Shut up."
Wen Zhixia used the old method and pressed a cotton swab on his wound.
Close the gate.
Although he was joking, Wen Zhixia was no less worried than Fu Ruoshi.
"Oh, the winter solstice is coming soon," Wen Zhixia said as she finished applying the medicine and packed up her medicine box. "Let's stop by the cemetery when we pass by. I want to go see Mom, Dad, and Grandpa."
"Okay," Fu Ruoshi said with a smile as he buttoned up his shirt. "I haven't seen them for a long time. I want to go with you to meet their parents."