fiery fall

Most men have a first love complex. Even if they break up, their first love is still an unforgettable white moonlight in their hearts.

Fu Qianbei was silent for a moment, and then a reporter who didn't get the microphone shouted: "I heard that Mr. Fu's first love was the only daughter of Shen Yuanlin, a bankrupt entrepreneur who has been missing for many years. Is Mrs. Fu the missing Miss Shen?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet for a second, and then became noisy.

Although Fu Qianbei never appears in front of the media, it is not that no one knows what happened seven years ago.

With Fu Qianbei's current worth, they just don't dare to mention it.

But today, since someone spoke first, no one is willing to give up the breaking news in this business district.

A second later, all media outlets rioted, shouting questions at the top of their lungs.

"Mr. Fu, you and Miss Shen broke up seven years ago. It was Shen Yuanlin who sold his daughter into marriage for the development of the company. Miss Shen's greed for vanity betrayed you. Is this true?"

On the side of the stage, Shen Ennan's face turned pale. Before he could react too much, someone else said: "Shen Yuanlin adopted you because he accidentally killed your parents. Is this true? The Shen family owed you that year. So much, don’t you hate the Shen family at all?”

In the camera, Fu Qianbei's black eyes were cold and cold, and his whole body exuded a biting chill.

The reporter who asked the question was horrified. With this expression, how could he not be hating?
The media did not dare to really make Fu Qianbei angry, so they all tried to explain themselves.

"Mr. Fu's wife is definitely not Shen Yuanlin's daughter. Such a treacherous woman is not worthy of forgiveness at all."

"Yes, the Shen family's bankruptcy four years ago was the retribution of the Shen family."

"If I were Mr. Fu, I would never let the Shen family stand up again."

I thought he was just stroking his hair, but after saying a few words, Fu Qianbei's face in the camera became even colder, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Could it be that the flattery was wrong?
Should not be ah.

When the Shen family went bankrupt and liquidated three years ago, it was the day when Fu Qianbei became the CEO of Ruisheng Group. With the tides turning, would the Shen family building be in ruins without Fu Qianbei's handiwork?

And any company that wants to assist the Shen family's mother and daughter in distress has been warned. Isn't this Fu Qianbei's revenge?
However, compared with the Shen family's debt to Fu Qianbei, is what Fu Qianbei did cruel?

The voices of media reporters gradually became quieter.

Shen Ennan looked at Fu Qianbei on the stage with a pale face. Zhou Sihao stood beside her at some point and sneered: "The whole world knows that you, Shen Ennan, are the woman least qualified to be Fu Qianbei's wife."

Shen Ennan was suddenly out of breath, and his face turned pale again.

Jiang Yan's back was soaked with sweat at this time, and he quickly picked up the microphone, "Everyone, the purpose of today's press conference is to clarify that Mr. Fu and Miss Zhou Ningsang are not a secretly married couple. Mr. Fu refuses to respond to topics that have nothing to do with this."

Fu Qianbei glanced around coldly and warned in a cold voice: "Finally, I want to tell the murderer who hurt Ning Sang. Go to the police station and surrender. If I find out, you will have to bear the consequences."

Everyone took a breath. They had reason to believe that Mr. Fu's words were definitely not just words.

After the press conference, Jiang Yan came out of Fu Qianbei's office dejectedly.

Shen Ennan was about to deliver coffee to Fu Qianbei, "Secretary Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yan sighed again and again, "Secretary Shen, I won't be able to see you for a while."

"what?"

"President Fu sent me to St. Petersburg for three months. I have a ticket for this afternoon."

Shen Ennan was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you just come back from a business trip?"

Jiang Yan said aggrievedly: "Because I didn't handle the press conference well this morning. This is President Fu's punishment for me."

But he didn’t know what happened to his boss seven years ago.

Who knew that these media reporters, who seemed to have only been working for a few years, could dig out such ancient news. Jiang Yan looked at Shen Ennan with pleading eyes, "Assistant Shen, please help me put in a good word in front of the boss."

Shen Ennan's eyes flashed with sadness, and he smiled: "You all know about my relationship with Mr. Fu. I'm afraid that it will add fuel to the fire and harm you." "No!" Jiang Yan looked at her firmly, fearing that it would cause trouble. Other colleagues paid attention and lowered their voices, "Don't listen to the nonsense of those reporters. Mr. Fu really, really loves you in his heart!"

Shen Ennan's pupils trembled and her heart beat wildly.

Jiang Yan wanted to say something more, but his phone vibrated.

Boss: [Add three months, six months! ]
Boss: [Stay away from Shen Ennan! ]
Jiang Yan's eyes widened and he immediately took two steps back to distance himself from Shen Ennan. "Look, Mr. Fu is even jealous of me. Assistant Shen, whether I can come back early depends on you."

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he immediately went to book a flight ticket.

If you can't buy a direct flight, it will be a lot of trouble to transfer.

Since the boss knew that Shen Ennan once mistakenly thought that he was her legal husband, the boss's attitude towards him has obviously changed a lot.

Jiang Yan wanted to say that he already had a girl he liked, and he had extremely high respect for his beloved wife.

Seeing Jiang Yan go away, Shen Ennan felt much more at ease.

She knew that there was a very big knot between her and Fu Qianbei, but it could definitely be untied.

"Mr. Fu, your coffee."

Fu Qianbei looked at her indifferently and said coldly: "Keep your distance from Jiang Yan."

Shen Ennan nodded: "Okay."

"Go out."

Shen Ennan took two steps back, turned around and went out.

In the company, the two have a normal relationship between supervisor and subordinate, each completing his own work.

But when they return to the Shaohua Mansion, they will become an intimate legal couple again, falling in love on that large and soft bed.

Late at night, the wind rustled the treetops.

Fu Qianbei carried her out of the bathroom, placed her on the soft bed, and used a milky white silk nightgown to cover up the traces of love on her body.

Shen Ennan hooked his neck and asked him to hug him.

Fu Qianbei smiled faintly, hugged her and leaned against the head of the bed, resting his chin on hers, looking down at her, "It's three o'clock, don't want to sleep?"

Shen Ennan slowly raised his little face, looked at him sincerely, and confessed softly: "Husband, I want to be with you forever."

Fu Qianbei's eyes softened, he lifted her chin and kissed her lips again.

Shen Ennan responded to him gently and said tentatively: "Are you really going to send Jiang Yan to St. Petersburg for half a year?"

Fu Qianbei's eyebrows were raised slightly, and his fingertips ravaged her lips, "Is it Jiang Yan who is asking you for mercy?"

Shen Ennan smiled and lay sideways in his arms, "Jiang Yan has a girl he likes recently, but he hasn't caught her yet. If he goes abroad for half a year, I'm worried that Miss Zhou will reject him."

Fu Qianbei pulled up the thin blankets on the two of them and said softly: "The project in St. Petersburg is not yet stable. I can't trust the people there. I can only send Jiang Yan to keep an eye on it first. Three months is need."

Shen Ennan nodded, sleepiness gradually came over him, and he lay on Fu Qianbei's body, his eyes narrowed.

She had helped Jiang Yan, but there was nothing she could do about the company's arrangements.

Fu Qianbei kissed her on the face, turned off the light and lay down with her in his arms.

When his vision dimmed, Fu Qianbei's eyes darkened. The body in his arms was warm and he couldn't bear to let go.

But how could he let go of what happened back then?