Spoiled Sparrow

Chapter 53 Mr. He, you're not going to steal my wife, are you?

Early the next morning

Yantu Technology.

Han Feng handed over a bright red invitation.

"President He, this is an invitation from the Zhao family. President Fu and the Zhao family are getting married on the 15th of this month."

"The 15th?" He Xunnan took the invitation and looked at the time and address on it.

February 15th, the 2th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Location: Fuyu Castle.

He Xunnan paused slightly when he glanced at the date.

Han Feng: "Mr. He, would you like me to add this to your schedule?"

"Yes, arrange for a private plane to be sent to Beijing within three days. Also, immediately apply for a full-day flight to Country Y four days from now."

He Xunan opened the contract on the table, signed and stamped it, making a swift and decisive decision: "Promote Vice President Liu Yijun to Executive Director of the Beijing District, giving him full authority over all matters in Country C. Have someone send Youyou back to Country Y tomorrow. Get it done immediately."

"Yes."

After two days of dejection, President He finally perked up.

He Xunnan, who is decisive and prioritizes profit, is the boss he admires.

Han Feng had just stepped out the door when He Xun Nan called him back.

"etc."

"Give me the overall structural map of Fuyu Castle by tomorrow, and find another batch of bodyguards."

Han Feng couldn't believe what he was hearing.

He turned his head and asked timidly, "Mr. He, you wouldn't... try to steal my wife, would you?"

The man in the chair looked up, his sharp eyes like a knife against Han Feng's neck. Han Feng slunk away.

I just asked that one question.

He Xunan stared down at the message on his phone, the frost on his brow slowly melting away.

"Brother Xun Nan, I've made up my mind. I want to go and verify my origins myself."

I'm not available to talk right now, please don't call back, wait for my message.

Please reply with "1" upon receipt.

......

When Ruan Qing woke up early in the morning, the first thing she did was look for Fu Chen.

Only after confirming that he was not there did she cautiously pull her phone out from under the mattress.

She found Lin Yun'en's chat window, copied and pasted her phone number, and carefully sent two messages to He Xun'nan.

She held her phone, but her eyes were fixed on the door, her heart pounding wildly.

This feeling of sneaking around is too mentally taxing; if she stays here any longer, she's really afraid she'll develop mental problems.

Soon after receiving a reply from the other end, her heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He Xunnan said that her biological parents have been searching for her all along, and if what he said is true, she must go and see them.

Before making life decisions, she must first figure out who she really is.

As for Fu Chen, they were not a good match; he couldn't give her a proper title, yet he selfishly possessed and imprisoned her.

He even prevented her from finding the truth about her origins; his love was suffocating...

Ruan Qing, clutching her phone, huddled under the covers, her fingers rapidly typing—

Before she could finish typing, a message came from the other end.

[Yun: Did you know that my family just received a wedding invitation from the Fu family? The address is this very castle!]

You're here too?

[Yun: Yeah, I snuck in with Dong Chenye. I forgot to mention it yesterday because things were so urgent.]

[Yun: Bao'er, the important thing is that Fu Chen and that woman's wedding has been changed to this location. What does he mean by this? Is he just being disgusting?!]

Lin Yunen's manicure was stuck on the phone screen, making her so angry she wanted to smash the screen.

Having witnessed the whole thing, Dong Chenye spent half an hour mentally preparing himself before deciding to tell Lin Yun'en the truth.

He took Lin Yun'en's phone away and pressed down on her shoulders with both hands.

Lin Yun'en frowned and scolded him, "What are you doing?!"

Dong Chenye grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest, saying solemnly, "Yun'en, everything I'm about to say is true, listen carefully."

"Fu Chen and Zhao Xiyao's marriage is a sham!"

Lin Yun'en opened her mouth in surprise: "What? Are you sick—"

"Listen to me first." Dong Chenye covered her mouth, interrupting her sweet talk.

"Their marriage was planned by Fu Chen from the beginning. On the one hand, it was to deal with Old Master Fu's blackmail using company shares, and on the other hand, it was to protect Ruan Qing."

Lin Yun'en didn't understand: "Does his marriage to someone else have anything to do with Ruan Qing?"

Dong Chenye continued, "His grandmother and mother were both kidnapped after their marriages, and he is worried that the same thing will happen again when he comes here."

"Why did that person from the Zhao family agree?"

Dong Chenye: "Zhao Xiyao is the only daughter of the Zhao family. Her aunt and uncle covet the Zhao family's property and are frantically trying to find her a husband to live with them, just wanting to take advantage of the family's infertility."

"But since her marriage to Fu Chen was nominal, those relatives didn't dare to cause trouble, and the Zhao family's stock soared, making financing a success."

As for the kidnapping, she didn't care at all; for her, a fake marriage was a sure-fire way to make money.

There was so much information that it took her a while to process it all.

She picked up her phone, ready to tell Ruan Qing immediately.

Dong Chenye stopped her: "Wait, you..."

"Fine, go ahead and tell me."

After thinking for a long time, Lin Yun'en told Ruan Qing everything she had just learned.

She didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong. After all, the harm Fu Chen had caused to Ruan Qing was real, and his illegal imprisonment of her was also driven by his own desires.

"Oh dear, what's going on?"

Lin Yun'en waited a long time for a reply from the other side, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Dong Chenye hugged her: "Don't rush. Everyone needs time to process this kind of thing, let alone her."

"You've done everything you could. The rest is up to her to decide."

Dong Chenye's calm and comforting words gradually soothed her anxiety.

She feared that Ruan Qing would soften her heart, suffer internal strife, and compromise after learning the truth, and she also feared that her forceful departure would touch Fu Chen's sore spot and backfire.

All my fears stemmed from the fear that she wouldn't be happy.

Dong Chenye stroked her head and patiently comforted her, and her anxious emotions gradually calmed down.

On the other end, Ruan Qing finally faced her truest thoughts.

She knew clearly that her family class was an insurmountable gap between her and the Fu family, and that her relationship with Fu Chen had not started in a respectable way. She did not want to live her life in such an ambiguous and unclear way, relying on a man for support.

Just like the word Aunt Lan Yin wrote on her hand, "escape" was the only way for her to start over.

[Yun'en, thank you, but I've made up my mind. I'm leaving.]

On the wedding day, Fu Chen will definitely be there as the groom. He won't have time to deal with me then, so I'll...

Lin Yun'en walked to the side, read Ruan Qing's plan, and deleted the chat history.

[Yun: Qingqing, whatever you do, I'll support you.]

[Yun: I didn't let Dong Chenye see this, I was afraid he'd turn against me. You should also delete the record.]

Dong Chenye felt slightly annoyed seeing Lin Yun'en treating him like a thief, but he understood Yun'en's actions.

After all, he had just betrayed his brother of thirty years...

*

Fu Shi.

Chen Yan: "President Fu, we've found information about the He family."

Fu Chen leaned back in his leather seat, abruptly stopping his page-turning. His gaze was fixed on a line of text on the paper, a cold smile flashing across his dark eyes.

He rubbed a familiar face with his fingertips and chuckled, "Interesting."

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