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

He ran through the corridor and caught up with the place where Wen Zhixia had appeared just now.

But Wen Zhixia had disappeared.

But soon, he saw her again at the freshman meeting.

In order to see if the daughter of this famous lawyer was also as eloquent and intimidating, he deliberately sat in the position with the best view.

As a result, Wen Zhixia forgot the lyrics after just a few words on stage.

Seeing her face pale with anxiety, yet trying to remain calm, she was completely different from the stubborn girl who glared at her senior just a moment ago.

He thought it was cute and gave her a round of applause.

However, the fact that Fu Ruoshi could lead the applause would inevitably make others look at him differently.

So everyone in the audience applauded Wen Zhixia.

Encouraged by the applause, Wen Zhixia successfully completed his speech. After the speech, he saw her looking at him and smiled at him timidly.

He was also looking at her, with no expression. After a brief eye contact, he inadvertently looked away, wondering whether he should go talk to her.

But she was soon surrounded by a group of other classmates.

He watched from a distance and didn't go over.

From then on, her figure often appeared in his mind.

She glared at the wretched senior, she forgot the words in her speech, and she looked at him with a shy yet grateful look...

She is sensitive, rich, and lovely.

A year later he graduated and went to MIT. After two semesters, he felt bored and started his own business.

But no matter how life changes, her figure always remains in his mind and never fades away with time.

Later, he went to great lengths to find her and married her, but he still kept everything about the first time he saw her in his heart.

After all, young love is too immature, and he can't even express it in words.

......

Fu Ruoshi stood on the balcony until sunrise, without feeling sleepy at all.

a quarter past nine.

After he finished dealing with the company's emails, he went to Fu Keming's Wanqing Villa as agreed.

Wanqing Villa is a large manor under the name of Fu Keming. It is the place where he specially meets dignitaries. It is located in the north of the picturesque Jincheng. It has a unique inner world with ancient charm, corridors, waterside pavilions, terraces and towers. It also houses various valuable collections, cultural relics and books. It is located in a remote area and ordinary people can't even find the door.

In the front hall, Fu Keming sat on a Ming-style Huanghuali wood recliner, staring at the Thousand-Armed White Jade Guanyin statue on the shrine. He remained silent and looked a little gloomy.

A ray of light illuminated the room and Fu Ruoshi pushed the door open and came in.

When he saw Fu Keming, he cursed expressionlessly, "You didn't move at all. I thought you were fucking dead."

Fu Keming was already angry, and his son cursed him to death early in the morning. He was so angry that he picked up the ashtray next to him and smashed it at him.

"Get out of here!"

The ashtray was made of pure silver and it hit his face, leaving a gap. Fu Ruoshi skillfully dodged it by turning his head and bent down to pick it up.

"My eyes are blurry now," he said with a faint smile, "I can't even hit a target this big."

Last night, Fu Keming met Xu Hui's parents here. He asked Fu Ruoshi to come over and apologize to Xu's parents, so that the issue of compensation to Wen Zhixia could be discussed properly.

Originally, Master Fu was flexible and adaptable. As long as he could achieve his goal, what use would this handsome face have for him?

The problem was, Wen Zhixia was cooking noodles for him at home last night. He hadn't eaten her noodles for a long time, and he was counting on that bite to replenish his blood. He was reluctant to leave and lied that his back hurt so much that he couldn't open his eyes or get out of bed.

"My eyes are blurry?" Fu Keming's face turned black with anger. "Yes! My eyes are blurry! I must have thrown my son away and raised you as my placenta!"

He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and picked up a feather duster to hit someone again.

The moment he turned around, he saw Fu Ruoshi's upper body was stiff, he couldn't even lean on the sofa, and he couldn't even raise his hand to pour tea. His anger subsided a little.

"What did Xu Guangcai say?" Fu Ruoshi rested his elbows on his knees, holding a cigarette in his mouth without lighting it. "How much compensation can they give? Wen Zhixia's fingers were almost chopped off by that bitch. She doesn't have a small goal. This placenta will not agree."

Fu Keming was furious after hearing this. "One hundred million? You rebellious son, are you still asleep? If you're not awake, go back to sleep!"

"Alright, don't get yourself mad," Fu Ruoshi drank his tea calmly, "I'll go talk to them myself."

He stood up and turned to leave, but Fu Keming quickly stopped him.

Now in Fu Keming's eyes, his son is a mad dog who is blinded by love and will do anything to save that worthless marriage.

Fu Ruoshi's rebellious nature has been going on for a long time. From childhood to adulthood, his entire family has been basically betrayed by him. When he has no love, he is a little devil. When he has love, the consequences are even more unimaginable.

"They've just started work at this hour, and you're going to go to the Xu's building and cause trouble?" Fu Keming said calmly, "What kind of magic potion did that woman put on you?"

Talking about Wen Zhixia, Fu Ruoshi put away his playful expression and said, "This matter has nothing to do with her. She doesn't know about it. I did it all on my own initiative to help her. You are not allowed to vent your anger on her."

After saying that, he sat back on the sofa and changed his tone to a serious one, "You ask Xu Guangcai or his wife to come and tell them that I am willing to apologize."

After all, the Fu family has an unshakable position in Jincheng. After Fu Keming made a phone call, Xu Guangcai and his wife came over soon.

When they saw Fu Ruo, the Xu couple's faces turned bad. Xu Hui hasn't recovered yet and is still stupid and dazed.

"Uncle Xu, Aunt Zhang," Fu Ruoshi stood up, "I'm sorry."

He bent down and bowed 90 degrees, which was a bit funny, just like he was singing an opera.

Fu Keming coughed and said, "I taught him a lesson with my family discipline. His back injury hasn't healed yet, so he has difficulty moving. Please don't mind."

Xu Guangcai and his wife looked at each other and sat down in silence.

Mr. and Mrs. Xu also learned the whole story. After all, Xu Hui did do some illegal business, so they not only wanted to settle the matter privately, but they were also afraid of Fu Ruoshi's style of doing things when he went crazy and didn't recognize his relatives.

"Xiao Fu, the real estate industry has been in a downturn in recent years," Xu Guangcai said. "Our cash flow is very tight, and we can't come up with much in a short period of time. However, my daughter did hurt someone first, so we are willing to express our gratitude."

Fu Ruoshi raised his eyebrows, knowing that he was bargaining, and said nothing.

As long as it was within a reasonable range, he could accept it. He knew it was impossible for the Lion to ask for 100 million, but the Fu family had to take the initiative, so he made an offer first and then negotiated.

Xu's mother's expression was not very good. "Xiao Fu, Auntie treats you as one of her own. I will tell you directly if I have anything to say."

"You're welcome, Auntie." Fu Ruoshi lowered his eyes.

Xu's mother said with a cold face, "Don't you have any responsibility for my daughter's current situation? Xiaohui likes you, and you know it, but you're being nice to this person today and that person tomorrow. How can she accept it? It's you who wavered and let her down first."

Having said that, Fu Ruoshi was disdainful.

The Xu family originally wanted to climb up the Fu family's ladder, especially in recent years when the real estate market was in recession. Xu Guangcai wanted to seek a position in the political arena. In Jincheng, money is not as good as power, and the Fu family is the only one who can hold the right to speak in both politics and business.

Xu Hui's intention of wanting to marry him was even more obvious: it was for profit and vanity. If Fu Ruoshi's family fell into poverty and he became disfigured one day, she would definitely turn around and leave.

"Okay, I've let her down." Fu Ruoshi stood up. "Then I'm sorry, shall I kowtow to her now?"

......

Xu's mother was suddenly speechless.

"Be serious!" Fu Keming couldn't bear it any longer, "Sit down!"

Fu Ruoshi smiled awkwardly and sat back. When he sat down, his back hit the sofa crook and he grimaced in pain.

"Xiao Fu, in my opinion," Xu Guangcai said, "we should pay three times the medical expenses, 100,000 yuan, is that okay?"

Fu Ruoshi almost couldn't breathe.

He apologized, bent his back, and never bowed his head for money in his life. But the Xu family, which had a net profit of tens of billions this year, only gave him 100,000?

Even the shrewd and experienced Fu Keming frowned at this way of bargaining. He didn't expect Xu Guangcai to be so stingy.

"Since uncle and aunt are short of money, forget it." Fu Ruoshi smiled easily, "I don't like to embarrass people. I don't want the money. Goodbye."