Spoiled Sparrow

Fu Chen casually raised his arm towards the empty space beside him, and Ruan Qing reluctantly played along with his act.

I just don't know what kind of act she'll be putting on this time.

"Deal the cards."

Fu Chen placed all the chips in front of her and held her hand affectionately in front of everyone.

"You come and win, it's yours; if you lose, it's on me."

I've seen Su Mingsheng play this game before when I was at the Su family's house. Even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run, right?

Anyway, if we lose, Fu Chen will pay the bill. It would be foolish not to do a business that's guaranteed to make a profit.

Ruan Qing took the cards and, without thinking twice, placed all her bets arbitrarily, completely ignoring the facial expressions of the other people at the table and the false information and psychological games they were playing.

It's purely based on luck.

"Sister-in-law, you're having good luck!"

Ruan Qing went all in several rounds in a row and beat them all, and there were almost no more chips on the table.

Even she herself didn't expect to have such good luck.

Since she sat down at the card table, He Xunnan, who was sitting opposite her, had never won.

He held the cards in his hand, but his eyes kept falling on her, and Fu Chen took in all of this.

By the end, Ruan Qing had won all the chips on the table, and the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

We're rich! We're rich!

I never expected to make such a good profit before I had to run away.

In the midst of their enjoyment, they forgot about her predicament.

In front of everyone, she acted coquettishly towards Fu Chen: "Thank you, Big Boss~"

The brain can't keep up with the mouth's thinking speed.

She felt a little embarrassed, since her public persona was that of Fu Chen's lover.

I really want to run away right now.

She lowered her head, but to her surprise, Fu Chen went along with her words, saying, "What are you thanking me for? Everything that's mine is yours."

After he finished speaking, the people around him started boasting and bragging.

Gu Zhou: "Sister-in-law, why don't you buy me a lottery ticket?"

Gu Zhou, who secretly called Ruan Qing "a pastime," immediately changed his address to "sister-in-law" upon seeing Fu Chen's attitude.

Who would have thought that just five days ago he had called the Zhao family's "living bodhisattva" "sister-in-law"?

Ruan Qing felt a little uncomfortable and forced a smile.

As everyone stirred, He Xunnan, sitting alone in his chair, loosened his tie and stared at Fu Chen's hand around Ruan Qing's waist.

His gaze towards Ruan Qing was ambiguous, revealing neither anger nor heartache.

Fu Chen's unusual behavior disappeared the moment he got into the car.

The partition in the car rose, and he pulled the person into his arms.

"How are you? Happy?"

Ruan Qing couldn't stop smiling as she thought about winning that money.

"I'm so happy."

Fu Chen's eyes darkened instantly, and without a word, he covered her lips with his.

The sudden action hurt her, and she pressed her hand against it, saying, "It hurts."

"It's supposed to hurt."

She had no idea what Fu Chen was thinking.

Don't try to guess what a man is thinking.

He glanced past Ruan Qing's hair and passed by the people in another Maybach.

He gave a possessive smile, his eyes hiding a hint of cold provocation.

Fu Chen raised his hand and smoothed Ruan Qing's hair, which he had messed up. This silent declaration of ownership ended without Ruan Qing's knowledge.

Back home, Fu Chen asked for it several more times.

"I have something to tell you tomorrow night, so stay home and wait for me."

Why do we have to talk about it tomorrow?

Ruan Qing was exhausted and too lazy to ask any more questions; she didn't really want to hear them either.

She nodded groggily, "Okay."

The next morning.

The CEO's office on the 22nd floor.

Zhao Xiyao, wearing red high heels, swaggered open the door and threw a stack of finished documents in front of Fu Chen.

"Mr. Fu, it's your turn to cooperate with my performance."

Zhao Xiyao laughed through gritted teeth, still blaming Fu Chen for dumping all the finishing work on her for his little lover, leaving her no time to pay attention to her boyfriend, and for throwing a tantrum at her these past two days.

Fu Chen: "Okay, let me know in advance when you've decided."

Zhao Xiyao placed her hands on the table: "See you tonight."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Fu Chen called out to her, "Wait, not tonight."

"Please, Young Master Fu, I was one of the people who were notified, and the time cannot be changed."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After much deliberation, Fu Chen called Chen Yan in: "I need to go to the Zhao family's house tonight. Don't cancel the restaurant reservation. Just tell her I have something to do and she can eat by herself. We'll arrange the rest tomorrow."

Chen Yan hesitated for a moment: "President Fu, should we remove those three thousand drones?"

"Schedule it for tomorrow night, and make sure you can find the time for tomorrow night."

"clear."

Chen Yan really went to great lengths for President Fu, meticulously planning for a week to give his sister-in-law this surprise.

Hopefully nothing unexpected will happen.

It's been several years now, and President Fu has finally dared to face his feelings. That's good.

Chen Yan silently cheered for the boss and threw a punch at the wall.

Turning his head, he saw Feng Xiao and Jiang Wenli looking at him like he was an idiot.

"General Manager Feng, General Manager Jiang."

Feng Xiao laughed and said, "You're under too much work pressure. Why don't you come work for me?"

"No, no, Mr. Feng, you're joking."

......

Winter days are always short, and the sky gradually darkens.

Ruan Qing was truly surprised that Fu Chen would actually invite her on a date, something that was completely unexpected.

The two of them could count the number of serious dates they had on one hand. In any case, no matter what kind of date it was, it always ended in a meal.

Just as I finished putting together my evening outfit, Chen Yan was already waiting downstairs.

"What about Fu Chen? Has he already gone there?"

"Ms. Ruan, Mr. Fu said he'll have dinner with you tomorrow. He has a very important job to do today and can't get away."

"oh."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ruan Qing's eyes, but she quickly hid it.

In a romantic French restaurant, Ruan Qing was drinking red wine alone.

Fu Chen stood up the appointment, but unexpectedly, his father, Fu Yancheng, showed up.

People approaching fifty still maintain good physical condition and are in good spirits.

He threw a stack of photos in front of Ruan Qing.

"Take a look for yourself."

Ruan Qing picked up the photo before she could even say hello.

The photos show Fu Chen and Zhao Xiyao entering and leaving a hotel together, as well as intimate photos at a party, totaling 18 photos.

To be honest, it's a little glaring.

Seeing these photos, Ruan Qing felt she should be heartbroken, but why was she so calm?

"Uncle Fu, please just say what you have to say."

Fu Yancheng didn't beat around the bush and took out two agreements and a check.

"Take this check and leave Fu Chen."

Ruan Qing picked up the check and looked at it. "You think you can get rid of me with only five million?"

"Twenty million, I'll leave tomorrow."

Fu Yancheng sneered, his eyes filled with contempt. "Little girl, if Fu Chen knew you were scheming to get the Fu family's money like this, do you think you'd still be able to take this five million?"

"I've seen plenty of girls like you who go to great lengths to overcome class barriers through physical intimacy. Don't you love him?"

What good is love alone? Can it feed you?

She should take the money.

"I won't say much more, twenty million, give it if you can."

Ruan Qing stood up, pretending to leave.

As expected, Fu Yancheng panicked, "Fine, twenty million."