We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

"Lose it, just lose it."

Wen Zhixia was too lazy to say more to him and just covered herself with the quilt. "I'm just too embarrassed to see anyone."

"you......"

Fu Ruoshi laughed in anger, "Excuse me, am I too ugly to be seen, or am I too poor to be seen?"

"There's a huge gap between our statuses." Wen Zhixia said calmly, "Others might say I relied on men to get to the top, but I make a living based on my own abilities. I can't afford to lose face."

Fu Ruoshi was not convinced. "Why do you care what they say? What can they do to you? Tell me who is trying to make things difficult for you. I only need one phone call to make him..."

"Fu Ruoshi," Wen Zhixia lifted the quilt and sat up, "could you please stop acting like you can do whatever you want? Do you think this is cool? Do you think it's fun to change someone's fate with just a few words?"

Fu Ruoshi: “…”

No one could make the eloquent Fu Ruoshi speechless.

But he did think so.

He had his first taste of power in his childhood. In kindergarten, teachers coaxed him and classmates surrounded him. Whatever he wanted, countless people would rush to give him the best. Even if he ate faster than others, he would still receive countless enthusiastic praises.

His upbringing allowed him to be flexible in his dealings with others, but in his heart, he despised and disdained these people because they were fawning over power, status, his outstanding looks and illustrious family background.

Therefore, he took it for granted that since they were willing to praise him and kneel, he should let them kneel to their heart's content.

Until he saw on TV that Wen Zhengmao and his wife, who had been representing the poor in court for free, had lost their lives in the pursuit of justice.

That was the first time in his life that he was shocked by such a person.

Then, he met Wen Zhixia again.

It turns out that there are knees that can’t be softened by money in this world. He couldn’t help but remember it deeply.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi bowed his head again and said softly, "Then I'll go first, you get some sleep."

Wen Zhixia watched him leave and shrank back into the quilt without saying a word.

Fu Ruoshi walked to the door and looked back at her again.

She was wrapped in the quilt like a big cocoon, which was a bit funny.

"Come out! Don't suffocate!" He frowned and said, "Call me when you wake up!"

However, the moment he left the ward, Fu Ruoshi instantly restrained the gentleness he had shown a moment ago.

His expression darkened and his pace quickened.

Today's incident is far from over.

Xu Hui intentionally injured someone. If she is also found to have taken illegal drugs, then from a legal perspective, she may have to go to jail.

Fu Ruoshi thought about it, but she was the only daughter of the Xu family, and Xu would definitely spare no effort to protect this daughter.

That involves another problem: this time he turned the table and dealt with Xu Hui, which would lead to a deadlock in the relationship between the Xu and Fu families, including a series of cooperation agreements previously signed between Fu and Xu, which might be stranded or even cooled.

Fu Keming will definitely settle the score with him.

As expected, as soon as Fu Ruoshi arrived on the first floor, Fu Keming called.

This circle is essentially an information sharing circle, and all kinds of news spread as fast as fire.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Keming sent a message:

【Get back here! 】

[You got into such a big trouble? Have you ever considered the consequences?]

[If you are still a man, come back to see me immediately! ]

Fu Ruoshi looked at him getting angry, with a faint smile appearing on his lips.

He replied, "Don't be impatient. Don't bother me picking up girls."

Then he also sent a very naughty dog head emoticon.

When Fu Keming was young, he was known for his iron fist and violent temper. Fu Ruoshi knew very well what he was going to do now, which was to enforce the family rules.

In the past, he would never go back and suffer even if the sky fell.

But this time, he must go back.

Because he wanted to ask the Xu family for compensation for Wen Zhixia.

Wen Zhixia’s injury and Wen Litao’s death cannot be let go like this.

He also asked Fu Keming to ask the Xu family for it in the name of the Fu family.

Therefore, suffering a little physical pain and letting the old man vent his anger was the first sign of sincerity he could show in the negotiation.

His bargaining chip was the money laundering list that included the Song family.

The Song and Fu families are closely related and will suffer together. If this list is in the hands of outsiders, they can use their tremendous power to settle the matter in a minute.

But the problem is that this list is in the hands of their slippery and unconventional son. The three members of the family are involved with each other and check and balance each other, and no one dares to neglect anyone else.

Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi instructed Liu Zhen, "If the old man asks you, just say I will be back in two days, so as not to make things difficult for him."

This time when he goes back, he estimates that he will not be able to get out of bed for ten days or half a month, so he plans to wait until Wen Zhixia's arm is better before leaving. Otherwise, if she bumps into something or falls, he may not be able to wake up and answer the call.

"Mr. Fu, why don't you go to the United States and hide for a while," Liu Zhen said cautiously. "The chairman looks furious. This isn't good. Don't go back. If the chairman asks me anything, I'll just brush him off."

"No need," Fu Ruoshi said slowly, "I have something to tell him in person."

The next morning.

Wen Zhixia did not go home last night and slept in the ward. The wound on her arm had to be changed early in the morning.

I had just finished washing up and returned to the room when my phone suddenly started vibrating.

Wen Zhixia looked down and was shocked.

It turned out to be a call from Fu Keming.

In the Fu family, the person she had the least interactions with was Fu Keming. In total, Wen Zhixia had spoken no more than 100 sentences to Fu Keming in the three years since she married into the Fu family.

It seems that something must be wrong. Wen Zhixia pressed the answer button:

"Xiao Xia?"

Fu Keming's voice was filled with anger. "I'm asking you, is Fu Ruoshi with you?"

"Ah?" Wen Zhixia was stunned. "He's not here. He left yesterday afternoon."

"Did you lie?" Fu Keming said, "I'm downstairs in the hospital right now. If you lie to me, you'll have to bear the consequences."

His voice was filled with suppressed anger, and Wen Zhixia could hear him shaking with anger even through the phone.

She probably guessed that it was related to Xu Hui's affairs. After all, the Xu family and the Fu family have always had business dealings.

The fact that he is so anxious to find Fu Ruoshi now means that he knows that it was Fu Ruoshi who did it?

Wen Zhixia gathered her thoughts and calmly reassured him, "Chairman, don't worry. I'll contact Ruo Shi again. If I can get through to him, I'll have him come find you."

"Tell him to come back to see me immediately!"

After Fu Keming finished speaking, he snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

Wen Zhixia quickly looked downstairs.

I didn’t see Fu Keming’s car.

I don’t know whether the old fox is deceiving her or is halfway there.

Although she could find Fu Ruoshi, with Fu Keming's attitude, it was possible that Fu Ruoshi would have his ribs broken when he returned home.

Before I could wrap my mind around this, there was a knock on the ward door.

Wen Zhixia responded and turned around, seeing Fu Ruoshi coming in with his shirt neatly pressed, carrying something fragrant.

"Hi, good morning." Fu Ruoshi looked very calm. "I bought too much breakfast and can't finish it. Can you help me with it?"

In fact, Fu Ruoshi did not sleep all night, dealing with the affairs of Xu Hui's student ghosts, paying them, hiding their personal identities, and introducing them to several reliable art galleries for internships.

He tried to sleep for a while, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the image of Xu Hui pointing a knife at Wen Zhixia, which scared him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Later, he gave up sleeping and called a Michelin hotel owned by the Fu family, asking them to send some nourishing soup.

But he was reserved and didn't want to say that he ordered it specially for Wen Zhixia, so he said that he couldn't finish it.

Wen Zhixia directly revealed to him, "Your dad is looking for me. He also said he is downstairs. Why don't you run away?"