Spoiled Sparrow

Inside the private club, the man's gloomy face seemed to say: "Keep Out."

Everyone wisely refrained from lingering in front of Fu Chen, but Zhao Xiyao, swirling her wine glass, sat down next to him and asked with a smile, "Mr. Fu, that Miss Ruan from earlier wouldn't happen to be the mistress you mentioned who wouldn't leave me even after we're married, would she?"

Zhao Xiyao's provocative tone really infuriated him.

"If you have nothing better to do, go find something to have fun."

Zhao Xiyao poured him a full glass of wine and handed it to him: "President Fu, how can you talk to your fiancée like that? Look how Young Master Feng is protecting Miss Ruan!"

"Tsk, Zhao Xiyao, are you sick?"

This was the first time Zhao Xiyao had ever seen such an expression on Fu Chen's face; it was truly fascinating.

What kind of woman could cause such a strong emotional fluctuation in Fu Chen, who has been emotionally detached since childhood? She really wants to get to know her and ask her for advice.

Fu Chen tilted his head back and downed a glass of strong liquor.

Ruan Qing's eyes were glazed over, and the image of her leaning halfway against Feng Xiao reappeared in his mind. He whispered, "Damn it."

How dare she?

Zhao Xiyao smiled and took out her phone: "Fu Chen, look at the camera. Let your little lover see you getting drunk for her. Maybe that will appease her."

The more Zhao Xiyao watched, the more amusing it became, as she adopted a "mind your own business" attitude.

Fu Chen was incredibly annoyed, and her gloating expression was especially irritating.

Jiang Chenglang, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Zhao Xiyao away, saying, "Xiyao, don't make things worse. If he goes crazy, I can't handle it."

"What a great opportunity! Why don't you come and see? I've known him for 30 years and this is the first time I've seen him."

Jiang Chenglang smiled wryly and clinked glasses with her: "That's because you don't know while you're abroad. You'll see each other more often from now on."

Zhao Xiyao nodded and smiled, "That's really interesting."

There's going to be a good show to watch from now on.

After several rounds of drinks, Fu Chen spent the whole night drinking alone, one hand holding a half-burnt cigar and the other resting on the chair, his mind filled with images of the two people.

fiancée.

Those three words are truly jarring.

Jiang Chenglang sat down next to Fu Chen: "Brother Chen, let's go, I'll take you home."

Fu Chen looked up: "Where are we going? We're not stopping until we're drunk."

He still spoiled her too much; she actually dared to go on a date with Feng Xiao behind his back.

Let her reflect on her actions alone in the villa. She can come back whenever she wants to apologize.

Jiang Chenglang sighed deeply and shook his head: "The onlooker sees more of the game than the player."

With New Year's Day just two days away, the entire city has already donned its holiday-limited "outfits".

In recent years, the feeling of the Spring Festival has become less and less, but the New Year's Eve on the Gregorian calendar has become more and more festive for young people.

LED strips were wrapped around both sides of the street, and banners welcoming the New Year were hung on the streetlights.

As Ruan Qing sat in the car, looking at the bustling street scene outside the window, her sense of gloom deepened.

Feng Xiao didn't offer any more comfort, just let her have some peace and quiet.

Upon hearing about her situation, he immediately bought a plane ticket back to China, but the world suddenly went offline overnight as a global pandemic swept across the globe without warning.

After leaving the Su family, she changed her phone number and disappeared from their circle as if she had vanished into thin air.

As childhood friends, his feelings for her had long surpassed those of ordinary friends, but it wasn't love either. He just wanted to be good to her and make up for her pain.

If she were willing, he would even be willing to take care of her legitimately for the rest of his life.

Lin Yun'en waited at the entrance of the residential area early with an umbrella. She returned to her apartment as soon as she received Ruan Qing's call.

"Thank you, Fatty Xiao," Ruan Qing said with a smile. "I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"It's a small problem, but you mustn't get drunk, it's bad for your health."

Feng Xiao got into his car and drove off happily, as if things had returned to normal between him and Ruan Qing.

As soon as the two entered, Lin Yun'en couldn't wait to ask her, "Who was that handsome guy just now? How come I've never seen such a handsome friend of yours before?"

"My childhood friend, he just got back from abroad not long ago."

Ruan Qing changed her shoes, but collapsed onto the sofa after only a couple of steps.

Yun En walked over, squatted down next to her, looked at her, and asked, "Is it because of Fu Chen again?"

Ruan Qing nodded.

For the next two hours, Lin Yun'en skillfully acted as an emotional analysis expert and an emotional dumping ground.

"Relax, think about it, you're leaving anyway, right?"

In the end, just pretend nothing happened, let him lower his guard, and it'll also make things easier for yourself.

Ruan Qing: "That makes sense. You seem down, like you have something on your mind?"

"Stop talking, my grandpa's been obsessed with introducing me to potential partners lately."

I'm being bombarded with requests to get to know university professors, elite lawyers, and doctors—it's all too much.

I don't think he was like this before, I don't know what he was thinking.

At this point, Lin Yun'en couldn't hold back her complaints and jumped up from the ground in anger: "Let me tell you, before I came to pick you up, I met a doctor that my grandfather introduced me to."

He's quite handsome, but during a meal he couldn't eat this or that, and halfway through the meal he got a phone call, turned around and left. I immediately blocked him...

"He's on par with Fu Chen..."

The best friends' late-night chat ended with them hurling insults at each other.

They both woke up feeling refreshed, realizing they couldn't keep things bottled up inside.

Ruan Qing casually tied up her long hair and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

The aroma of cooking fires in the early morning eased her displeasure, and the fragrance of noodles wafting in the breeze made her feel warmer.

As she paid, a casual glance revealed a person wearing a mask and a baseball cap walking past her.

She hadn't paid it any mind, but she kept feeling like someone was watching her from behind.

She subconsciously looked around frequently, but never saw that person again.

She quickened her pace back to Lin Yun'en's apartment, and went inside as soon as the door opened.

Lin Yun'en was also startled by his flustered appearance.

"What's wrong, honey? Has Fu Chen caught up with us?"

"No." Ruan Qing leaned against the wall, finally feeling safe. "I feel like someone is following me."

Lin Yun'en took the breakfast she bought and immediately went to check the surveillance footage. "Have a seat for a while."

Lin Yun'en checked the surveillance footage of the elevator and staircase outside the entrance door and saw no one, which put her at ease.

She comforted him, saying, "Could it be that you're too stressed?"

"Perhaps. Fu Chen wouldn't go so far as to secretly send someone to follow me."

This is not his style; he always openly has Secretary Chen follow her.

Maybe I'm just overthinking things.

At the same time, on the 22nd floor, in the CEO's office.

Fu Chen checked the home security camera footage; it was empty.

He checked his location, then closed his eyes in frustration.

"President Fu, the GN project requires a 5-day business trip to S City. Chairman Fu has arranged for Ms. Zhao to accompany us, and we will depart tonight."

He received the message from Mr. Fu early in the morning and gasped in shock.

Chen Yan kept his head down, afraid that Fu Chen might take his anger out on him if he was unhappy.

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Chen became unusually calm.

"Okay, you can arrange it as you see fit."

Chen Yan: ?

Surprisingly, he didn't fly into a rage. Shouldn't he arrange for him to inform his sister-in-law...?