Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Xiao Dingyan originally wanted to apologize to Shen Xingtong, but he stayed in San Francisco for several days and couldn't find the whereabouts of the two sisters.

Although Xiaoli was released on bail, she cut off contact with them.

Xiao Li said with a sad face: "Mr. Xiao, they all blocked me and I can't contact them at all."

Looking at it from another perspective, those two women are actually pretty good.

They were much more generous to her than the Xiao family.

But now...

"Tsk, you're so useless!" Xiao Dingyan waved his hands irritably. "Well, well, go back home first."

Xiao Dingyan went to send a message to Shen Xingtong and found out that Shen Xingtong had cancelled his WeChat account and even his phone number.

Does this mean you're completely cutting off contact with him?

Xiao Dingyan was so angry that he threw his phone to the ground.

The bodyguard saw him out of control and didn't dare to say anything.

Ever since Young Master Xiao took a fancy to Mrs. Fu, he has been throwing his phone around all the time. I don’t know how many phones this is.

……

Domestic cemetery.

The sky is dark and gray today, and the gloomy dark clouds make it seem like heavy rain is about to fall in the next second.

The two tombstones are in the most luxurious location in the cemetery.

Next to one of the tombstones engraved with "My Wife Shen Xingtong", a figure was squatting.

Qian Xin came over with a black umbrella. If he wasn't so familiar with this person, he really wouldn't have believed his eyes.

That's his boss!

It was his boss who was always reserved and cold!

But now, the man squatted in front of the tombstone, stroking his fingers on the tombstone again and again, his fingers lingering on the words "My wife Shen Xingtong", and it was impossible to withdraw.

As I got closer, I could see that the man's chin was covered with blue stubble. The suit he was wearing was the one he wore to the funeral that day. The black suit was already wrinkled and covered with mud and filth.

This is no longer the unattainable, mysophobic and arrogant Fu Heng.

Like someone who suddenly falls from a high place into the mud.

His decadent look made Qian Xin feel scared.

"Mr. Fu..." Qian Xin called Fu Heng cautiously.

The man who was stroking the tombstone heard the sound and slowly looked up. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked decadent and broken.

Qian Xin was afraid that if he touched him, he would really break.

"Have you found any news about Mr. He?" Fu Heng asked in a hoarse voice.

Qian Xin nodded: "I found it, Mr. Fu, you haven't eaten or drunk anything since the funeral, do you want to eat something first..."

"No need." Fu Heng stood up and was about to walk away, but he suddenly bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Boss Fu!" Qian Xin was shocked and hurried forward to support him. "Should we go to the hospital first?"

He's vomiting blood!

Fu Heng shook off his hand and said, "Go find Mr. He."

"But..." Qian Xin hesitated for a moment, but met the man's red eyes. Those eyes reminded Qian Xin of a trapped beast out of control.

This is simply a love disaster for his boss!

Who would have thought that the man who used to be as cold and work-like as a machine would now be trapped in love?

He could only nod: "Okay, okay, let's get in the car and go see Mr. He. He's waiting for you at the Fu family."

The man staggered towards the car.

Qian Xin saw that he was about to fall, and hurried over to support him, "Mr. Fu, please slow down."

Seeing Mr. Fu like this, Qian Xin felt really uncomfortable.

Currently, the Fu family is in chaos because Fu Heng is away.

The Fu family has only one son in the family for generations, and Grandpa Fu has no brothers or sisters in his generation, so there is no one to take over the company.

Since the funeral, Grandpa Fu also urgently notified Dad Fu to come back. I wonder if Dad Fu has come back?

The car drove towards the Fu family, and Qian Xin looked at Fu Heng through the rearview mirror from time to time.

The man turned his head and looked in the direction of the cemetery without saying a word.

Qian Xin still remembered that when Fu Heng came back from confirming the identity of the deceased in the plane crash, the tall man of nearly 1.9 meters fell at the doorstep because of unsteady steps. That night, Fu Heng locked himself in the bedroom and no one could help.

The plane was blown up and not even the body was found.

Not to mention wanting to have ashes buried as a reminder, that is all delusion.

I never thought that the wife’s death could defeat the usually powerful boss.

Qian Xin didn't dare to say anything more, he stepped on the accelerator and returned to the Fu family.

After getting off the car, Qian Xin was afraid that Fu Heng would collapse at the door, so he helped him into the house.

Unexpectedly, Fu Heng refused to be supported and pushed him away, "Get out!"

The rebuke, which was filled with some hostility, scared Qian Xin half to death.

Fu Heng hadn't eaten for several days. Occasionally, Qian Xin persuaded him to drink some water, but he was very weak and his steps were unsteady.

Outside the living room, He Lao's bodyguards stood at the door in a dense crowd.

In the living room, Mr. He and Grandpa Fu were talking.

Grandpa Fu heard footsteps, looked up, and saw his eldest grandson in such a miserable state, and his heart trembled.

"Aheng."

Fu Heng didn't hear his grandfather's call, and looked straight at He Lao: "You said you would give me an explanation for the Fu family, where is the explanation?"

Old He looked up at the young man in front of him who had completely lost his composure, and then recalled Shen Xingtong's appearance in the hospital.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but the old man started laughing.

Fu Heng's brows were stern, tinged with murderous intent, "What are you laughing at?"

"Young man, you are still too naive." Old He suddenly felt that his granddaughter Shen Xingtong had the courage and ability of his wife when she was young.

His wife died two years ago. In terms of personality, Shen Xingtong is somewhat similar to his wife, but not very similar to his useless daughter.

They say that generations apart look alike. It seems to make sense?

No matter how decisive Fu Heng is in the business world, he is still fooled by his cunning granddaughter.

He actually felt a little proud.

"That batch of aircraft had quality issues and should have been destroyed, but I never imagined someone would use them. I have already severely punished the individuals responsible."

"But... the dead cannot be resurrected. Mr. Fu still has a long life ahead of him. Please accept my condolences, pick yourself up, and move on."

When Mr. He said this, he saw Fu Heng twitching his lips.

"Is this the explanation given by the He family?"

"Why, do you think I killed Xingtong?" He Lao's attitude also became tougher. "She is my granddaughter, and I also hope that she is healthy. Do you understand?"

He Lao stood up and said, "I'm also very sad about this happening. Lao Fu, please accept my condolences."

After saying that, he prepared to leave.

Fu Heng paused and stopped He Lao.

The bodyguard stepped forward.

Mr. He asked the bodyguards to withdraw.

"Young man, what else?"

"Leave the people involved to me." He wanted to avenge Xingtong.

He Lao's expression changed slightly. He stared at Fu Heng's increasingly sinister face and sighed in his heart, "No need. Those people are dead. No one who hurt my granddaughter will live."

Of course there are no so-called people involved.

The only person involved was his own son. Well done to He Nanxi.

He smiled gently and said, "I'm really sorry about this. Our He family fully agrees with the cooperation you mentioned last time. Come and see me later, young man. I have high hopes for you."

Having said that, he walked around Fu Heng.

Fu Heng lowered his head slightly, and clenched his hands at his sides into fists.

He slowly closed his eyes, trying to suppress the fishy sweetness that was rising up in his throat again, and even wanted to hide the deep despair and sadness in his eyes, but he failed to hide it.

As He Lao walked out, he heard Grandpa Fu exclaim from behind him: "Ah Heng!"

The housekeeper also exclaimed: "Master! Quick, hurry to the hospital!"

When Mr. He turned around and looked inside the house, he saw Fu Heng collapsed, looking like a walking corpse with no soul.