He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

The assistant behind him stood there in a panic, seemingly wanting to say something, but intimidated by his father's imposing presence, he dared not utter a word and could only look at Fu Lu with a wronged expression. Fu Lu waved his hand at him: "Get out."

Seeing this, the assistant quickly turned around and walked out of the office, closing the door behind him.

Fu Lu stood up and went to greet his father.

However, before he could even open his mouth, he was met with a barrage of questions from his father.

"Look at the good stuff you've done!"

Old Master Fu's eyes widened in anger, his face contorted with rage. He pounded his cane on the ground repeatedly, making a "thump-thump" sound. "Do you know how much the company's stock price dropped when the market opened this morning?"

Fu Lu's expression instantly turned somewhat ugly. Of course, he knew about the company's stock price situation, but he didn't expect the old man to be so angry.

"Dad, please don't be angry. Sit down and talk to me slowly."

Fu Lu hurriedly reached out to support his father, but his father's cane struck his hand hard.

"Sit down! What are you doing!"

Old Master Fu's voice grew louder and louder, his cane slamming heavily on the ground with a dull thud. "The whole internet is buzzing about Song Zhi's scandalous affairs, and you still admit to your relationship with her? The Fu family's century-old reputation is going to be ruined in your hands!"

Fu Lu's eyes darkened suddenly. He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm: "Dad, that's a frame-up. She was framed."

"Even if it's a frame-up, a woman with so many scandals doesn't deserve to be a daughter-in-law of the Fu family."

Grandpa Fu's face was full of anger, and he kept tapping his cane on the ground, clearly showing that he was really angry.

"Dad, Song Zhi is already my wife."

Fu Lu's voice was deep and firm. He stood still, meeting his father's gaze without flinching.

"Issue a statement immediately to distance yourself from the matter."

Old Master Fu's tone left no room for negotiation. He glared at Fu Lu, his eyes blazing with anger that seemed about to burst forth.

"impossible."

Fu Lu's answer was equally crisp and decisive; his voice was as cold as ice, sending chills down one's spine.

"Issuing a statement now is tantamount to confirming the rumors. Do you want Song Zhi to be cyberbullied?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu raised his cane, as if to strike Fu Lu.

Fu Lu did not dodge or flinch, but stood there straight, letting the solid wooden cane slam heavily into his shoulder blade.

There was a muffled "bang," a sound so loud it made your teeth ache.

Fu Lu swayed slightly, but he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound.

"you……"

Old Master Fu was trembling with anger, his cane shaking incessantly. "For a woman, you'd even give up the company?"

Fu Lu pressed his burning back, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his voice calm: "I have found the person spreading the rumors and sent a lawyer's letter. I will handle this matter."

However, Old Master Fu clearly didn't buy into his words. He sneered and said, "Handle it? How do you intend to handle it? The board of directors is already putting pressure on us. This matter must be handled according to the board's resolution, and we must distance ourselves from it."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu refused without hesitation: "Impossible. She is my wife. How could I possibly sever ties with her at this time?"

"It's just asking you to issue a statement, not asking you to get a divorce."

"That's not OK."

"Why are you so stubborn, you brat?"

"It's just a small matter, I'll handle it, Dad, don't worry about it."

Seeing how stubborn he was, the old man's anger flared up.

"Do you know how much market value the company lost in one night? I told you Song Zhi wasn't right for you. This happened right after you got married. I told you not to be so impulsive..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted the old man, saying, "Dad, stop talking. I'll handle this. Besides, Zhizhi was framed."

"Flies don't land on eggs without cracks. In my opinion, she's no good either."

Hearing his father belittle his wife like that, Fu Lu's anger was instantly ignited.

He knew that the old man had always been prejudiced against Song Zhi, but he never expected that the old man would use such harsh words to describe her.

"What's the difference between you and those netizens who cyberbully her?"

Fu Lu's voice was icy cold, revealing his extreme dissatisfaction and anger.

The old man was clearly not expected Fu Lu to refute him so directly. He was stunned, and after a long while, he came to his senses and stammered, "You... what did you say?"

“Song Zhi is my wife. If you look down on her, you are looking down on your son. I will handle this matter. If you think I can’t handle it well, then I can resign and no longer interfere in any of the company’s affairs.”

The old man stared wide-eyed in shock at Fu Lu's words. He never imagined that his son would say such resolute things for a woman.

He was trembling with rage, pointing his finger at Fu Lu's nose and yelling, "You...you're threatening your father?"

"I didn't want this to happen, but you forced me to!"

Fu Lu did not back down. He clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to control his emotions.

The old man's face turned ashen with rage, and he roared furiously, "Fine, fine, very fine!"

Fu Lu took a deep breath and tried to calm his tone: "Dad, if there's nothing else, you can go back. I need to get back to work."

The old man stared wide-eyed at Fu Lu in disbelief, unable to accept his son's cold attitude towards him.

"Are you trying to drive me crazy over a woman before you're satisfied?"

"She is my son's mother, so of course I have to prioritize her."

The old man was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Fu Lu opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he heard the old man's incredulous voice: "You mean I'm going to have a grandson?"

Fu Lu was stunned. She knew that her father had misunderstood her words, but she didn't expose him. Instead, she followed up on what her father had said: "Yes, you're going to have your grandson."

The old man didn't speak, but his expression softened slightly.

Fu Lu continued, "Dad, don't worry. The negative impact is only temporary. Don't worry, I will handle this matter."

The old man sighed: "Fine, fine, I can't control you anymore. I'll take care of your own affairs, but you must deal with the negative impression on the company by tomorrow, so as not to affect the company's new product launch."

"Don't worry, I will take care of it."

With that, he waved his hand, turned, and walked out of the office.

As soon as the old man left, the assistant walked in tremblingly.

"Mr. Fu, we've already put the chairman in the car."

Fu Lu responded indifferently.

The assistant hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mr. Fu, should we issue a statement from the public relations team now?"

Fu Lu was silent for a moment before speaking: "No need."

The assistant was somewhat shocked: "Are we just going to ignore this?"

"It's not time yet. Go out, I'll call you if I need anything."

Hearing what Fu Lu said, the assistant didn't say anything and could only turn around and leave the office.

He heard what the old man said. Actually, severing ties was the best way to handle things right now, but his boss was unwilling. He was just an employee, and he did whatever his boss told him to do.