Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The next moment, her shoulders felt warm, and a coat was draped over her. The warmth came over her, and she suddenly felt less cold.

Ding-ling-ling, the phone kept ringing.

Su Chen held the person in his arms, using his body to protect her from the cold. Listening to the roar on the other end of the phone, he frowned.

Qin Wushuang looked calm and waited for the roar on the other end of the phone to finish.

Then he spoke slowly.

[Grandpa, I have my own reasons for doing this. As for what they are, please wait patiently.]

"Hmph, what's the reason? You're so willful. If you knew this collaboration would fail, you'd be completely at odds with Sennheiser. You're just playing them like monkeys."

Qin Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, and he curled the corners of his mouth.

"Really? It's still unclear who's being played like a fool. Didn't Sen Hai go to the Fu family? If the Fu family also refuses, Grandpa, do you think there's something fishy going on here?"

[…What do you mean? Are you suspecting Senhai of a deliberate trap? But haven't they made a breakthrough in their research? It's just that they're a little short on funds.]

[Whether it's a trap or not, we'll know within ten days. Grandpa, calm down. Sometimes a disaster can turn into a blessing.]

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and then there was a beep. The old man was so angry that he hung up the phone.

Su Chen blinked and leaned close to her ear: "Wife, Grandpa is very angry. Should we go back to the old house?"

Qin Wushuang turned off the mute button, closed her eyes, and leaned against his chest, enjoying the tranquility of the moment. "No need. Grandpa is furious right now. There's no benefit in going back."

"I don't want to be whipped, and I don't want to kneel in the ancestral hall. As an old man, I need to calm down and it will be fine."

"...No need for coaxing?"

"No, I'm so busy, how can I have time to coax him? Besides, Grandpa has always been very stubborn, so coaxing him is useless."

On the other side, Fu Mingan excitedly pushed open the door, glanced at his eldest son and said happily: "Xiao Yuan, look, didn't you want to cooperate with Senhai before? Now the opportunity has come."

Fu Yuan raised his head, his cold and arrogant face expressionless, his eyes calm and still, like stagnant water, which made people's hearts palpitate.

A cold voice sounded: "Father, what's the matter?"

"...Xiao Yuan, I'm your father, can't you just smile? It's so scary to have a stern face all day long."

"Oh, so what do you want from me?"

Fu Ming'an's mouth twitched, feeling somewhat helpless. What should he do in the future with his eldest son who seemed to have cut off all emotions? If they hadn't forced him, he would probably have become a monk.

"Take a look at the contract. You weren't very optimistic about Senhai before, but now the opportunity has come. They want to cooperate with the Fu family."

Fu Yuan reached out to take it, opened it and scanned it.

A mechanical voice sounded: "Before was before, now is now. I am not interested in cooperating now. Besides, anything that is delivered to your door is not a good thing."

"Turn it off. It's not worth my time."

Seeing this, Fu Mingan wanted to say something.

Fu Yuan stared at him indifferently, the pressure from the superior pressing in, his eyes could not be resisted: "Father, you can leave now. I have things to do. I refuse the Senhai matter."

"...Xiao Yuan, this is not the way to do business. You were very interested before, why are you rejecting it now?"

"This morning, the Senhai people came out of Qin's and came looking for us. Why do you think that is?"

Fu Mingan frowned and said tentatively, "Maybe he was not satisfied with the price offered by the Qin family, so he wanted to find our Fu family."

Fu Yuan snorted coldly, "Wrong, it's because I think you and the Fu family are stupid to agree to cooperate at this critical juncture."

"Father, be more calm in the future. Find out the reasons behind some things before making a decision. Okay, you can leave first."

"...No, I'm your father, your biological father. How can you live like a machine and have no feelings for me at all? What do you mean by calling me stupid?"

Fu Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, thinking that his indecision and long-windedness were a waste of time. He pressed the desk bell and the bodyguard came in soon.

"Please, Father, get out!"

Seeing him like this, Fu Mingan was so angry that his heart was heaving violently and his body was shaking: "You, if I don't leave, are you going to attack me?"