She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Zhang Yihong nodded slightly and said.

“Miss Jiang, you are a smart person, and I believe you will make the right choice. If there is anything I can help you with, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

After saying that, he stood up and said goodbye.

Lin Qingran and Bo Ye escorted Zhang Yihong to the door. Watching his departing figure, Lin Qingran felt lost and confused.

Does it really have to be like Zhang Yihong said, that Fu Xingze can only live an ordinary life?

The atmosphere in the room was so heavy it seemed like it could drip water. Lin Qingran sat quietly on the sofa, a hint of struggle in her eyes.

Fu Xingze is not an ordinary child. His birth destined him to never be ordinary in his life.

If he is forced to do this, then in the future Fu Xingze will face ridicule and disdain from his peers in the industry, as well as setbacks at every turn, and he himself will definitely not be willing to accept it.

But she knew in her heart that Zhang Yihong had been in the business world for many years and had connections everywhere. The information he could find out must be accurate.

Despite her deep resentment—after all, stopping the investigation into Zhou Lan would be like surrendering to the enemy—reason told her that Zhang Yihong's proposed solution might truly be the best way to rescue Fu Xingze at present.

At this moment, Bo Ye slowly walked over, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He sat down next to Lin Qingran, gently took her hand, and asked softly.

"Jiuge, are you really going to consider Zhang Yihong's suggestion?"

Lin Qingran raised her head, looked into Bo Ye's eyes, nodded helplessly, and said, "Bo Ye, you know Zhang Yihong's status and position. He wouldn't easily tell me this if he didn't have absolute certainty and definite information."

Upon hearing this, Susukino frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a thoughtful expression.

After a while, he tentatively spoke.

“Jiuge, I also think that what Zhang Yihong said might indeed be the truth, but I always feel that he is hiding something from you. Think about it, what if what he is hiding is related to someone he values ​​highly, and that person is right next to you now? What would you do then?”

Lin Qingran turned her head and looked at Bo Ye in surprise. After a moment of stunned silence, she seemed to realize something and asked in disbelief.

"Bo Ye, do you suspect Fu Jingnian?"

Bo Ye nodded solemnly and said.

"Although I've had quite a few interactions with Fu Jingnian and have always had a good impression of him, don't forget that he's always been at odds with Fu Xiuheng. Even if he's now in a friendly working relationship with you, who can guarantee that his initial intentions weren't pure?"

Lin Qingran fell into deep thought after hearing Bo Ye's words.

Fu Jingnian's various actions and words kept flashing through her mind, and a sense of doubt arose in her heart.

Seeing that Lin Qingran was deep in thought, Bo Ye seized the opportunity and spoke up.

“Jiuge, think about it carefully. If Fu Xingze is really destined to be an ordinary person, as Zhang Yihong says, then what kind of situation will Fu Xiuheng face in the Fu Group?”

Lin Qingran's body jolted violently, as if struck by lightning.

She suddenly realized that if Fu Xingze lost his eligibility to inherit the Fu Group, then Fu Xiuheng's position in the group would become precarious.

In a place like the Fu Group, where interests are fiercely contested, once the trump card of having an heir is gone, Fu Xiuheng will likely face being ostracized and ultimately brought down.

Those who have been eyeing him covetously will definitely not let go of this golden opportunity. At that time, Fu Xiuheng will be left isolated and helpless, and may even encounter the same predicament as Fu Xingze.

A look of horror appeared on Lin Qingran's face. She was somewhat reluctant to accept this cruel reality, so she said to Bo Ye.

“Even if Xingze is no longer able to succeed, there is still Lingdang. She is also Fu Xiuheng’s biological daughter and can also be the heir to the Fu Group.”

Bo Ye shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and said.

“Jiuge, don’t forget, no one outside knows that you and Fu Xiuheng have reconciled. In their eyes, you and Fu Xiuheng are still irreconcilable enemies. Therefore, they will naturally assume that Lingdang will inherit your family business, not the Fu Group. In this way, Fu Xiuheng will have no support in the group, and his fate is predictable.”

A hint of confusion and helplessness appeared in Lin Qingran's eyes as she murmured softly.

"If Fu Xiuheng really falls from power, who is most likely to take his place?"

Bo Ye gave Lin Qingran a deep look and said slowly.

“I think Fu Jingnian is the most suspicious. He has always coveted the position of power in the Fu Group, and he just happened to be around us this time. Is this just a coincidence? Jiuge, don’t you already have the answer in your heart?”

Lin Qingran's mind was in turmoil; she didn't know what to do.

She wanted to believe Fu Jingnian, after all, he hadn't done anything suspicious during their collaboration.

On the other hand, Bo Ye's analysis was not without merit; she could not risk Fu Xiuheng and Fu Xingze's future.

Bo Ye gently patted Lin Qingran's shoulder, comforting her.

“Jiuge, I know this is a difficult decision, but we must proceed with caution. We cannot easily trust anyone, including Fu Jingnian, before we have figured out the truth.”

Lin Qingran nodded slightly. "I understand."

Bo Ye held Lin Qingran's hand tightly, giving her strength and support.

The room fell silent again.

Lin Qingran pondered silently for a long time, and then decided to temporarily ignore Zhang Yihong's advice.

How will you know the answer to some things if you don't try?

Moreover, if it really was Fu Jingnian who set this up, then it wouldn't just be Fu Xiuheng facing the crisis, but also Lin Qingran herself.

After all, Fu Jingnian had become the president of one of the most important subsidiaries of Shenghai Group.

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Despite his exhaustion, Old Master Fu paced back and forth in his elegantly furnished but somber study, each step seemingly carrying a heavy burden.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his deep crow's feet were even more pronounced.

Finally, he heard a knock on the door, and hurriedly stopped to greet the person at the study door.

As the door opened, my old friend appeared, his expression carrying a hint of feigned seriousness.

Grandpa Fu hurriedly stepped forward, grasped his old friend's hands tightly, and said anxiously.

"Brother, this has really worried me. You know, my precious grandson Xingze is in such a predicament, and my heart is like it's being fried in oil."