Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 340 Gentleman
Fu Heng tapped the seat three times with his fingers: "Mrs. An!"

An Qiyu smiled lightly: "Mr. Fu, do you have time? I just happen to have something to say to you."

Fu Heng glanced at the busy traffic outside the window, it was already the beginning of the lights.

He pursed his lips: "Madam An, set a time!"

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Heng flipped through his phone boredly, looking at the latest news.

The recent popular news are all related to him. Before he vowed to the media that he was going to get married, but he was too full of words, and he was slapped in the face in an instant. People attacked, and the newspaper said that his assistant was seriously injured, but he himself was fine.

The news after the capital injection was that Chu Ci was being chased at the airport, and then he admitted that he had broken up with him.

Fu Heng tilted his head, feeling a little upset, and he naturally wanted to find fault when he was upset, so he just made a phone call to the newspaper office.

When the intern on duty at the newspaper office picked up the phone, he heard a pleasant, low-pitched and extremely magnetic voice on the other side of the phone: "Doesn't your newspaper office verify the authenticity of the news before publishing it?"

The intern was dumbfounded.

The deep male voice was so nice, she was stunned for a while before saying: "Our newspaper has always pursued seeking truth from facts, I wonder which news you are talking about?"

Fu Heng didn't change his face: "The attack on the west side of the city the day before yesterday, the person involved was also injured, why did your newspaper say that he was not injured?"

intern,"……"

But with a serious and responsible attitude, she took a note and wrote it down: "Sir, do you have any new news clues?"

"Ok!"

"Tell me!"

"The right arm of the president of the Fu Group was scratched by a sharp knife. The wound was about eight centimeters, and there was a slight scratch on the neck. After the hospital's appraisal, the minor injury was grade [-]. In addition, this attack caused great trauma to his heart. Leaving a huge psychological shadow, oh, he seems to be afraid to even go out recently."

The intern opened his mouth slightly.

This……? ? ?
But she still wrote it down seriously, and then asked: "Sir, you know so well, who are you?"

"I'm his assistant."

"Oh well."

Immediately after the intern hung up the phone, he opened the document and started editing the news again.

She just came to this newspaper as an intern and wanted to stay here to continue working, so she had to catch every news thread. After she wrote the article, she immediately sent it to the editor-in-chief. After the editor-in-chief reviewed it, there was no problem. The newly written articles were posted on a series of self-media such as WeChat account and Weibo.

…………

a few days later.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, An Qiyu made an appointment with Fu Heng at a high-end teahouse in Yicheng.

As soon as Mrs. An saw Fu Heng, she said, "I saw the news that you were slightly injured!"

Fu Heng sat down and poured himself a cup of tea: "It's not a minor injury."

An Qiyu held up the teacup: "Be more careful when going out in the future."

Fu Heng smiled lightly, "Thank you!"

An Qiyu lowered her face, thinking about how to speak, the man opposite had already asked: "Have you decided what to ask Mrs. An?"

An Qiyu really admires his calmness. It was obvious that he was secretly investigating An Qiyu and was discovered. An Qiyu wanted to question him, but in the end, Fu Heng's aura was so strong that he directly turned against the customer, and she instantly changed. became the weak side.

An Qiyu endured it, raised her face, and smiled politely and sarcastically: "Some time ago, I happened to know that someone was investigating my past, so I paid more attention to it, and then I realized that it was Mr. Are you curious?"

Fu Heng also smiled politely: "My subordinates have always been rigorous and meticulous in their work. Mrs. An can find this out. It seems that she is very careful about her past."

It was only then that An Qiyu discovered that this man had a thick skin rather than an aura.

"Then I'm curious, what have you found?"

"Basically found everything you want to know."

An Qiyu was stunned and remained silent.

In fact, they didn't find out all of them. For example, the relationship between her and Chu Ci was still uncertain. Although he had speculations, Fu Heng didn't dare to jump to conclusions until the official results came out.

But he believed that the mystery would be revealed tonight, and An Qiyu would tell him personally.

"Okay then, I'll ask Mr. Fu a question."

Fu Heng took a sip of tea: "Say it!"

An Qiyu is his elder, and might be his mother-in-law, so it's better to respect and compare prices.

"You broke up with Chu Ci?"

Fu Heng narrowed his eyes: "Yes!"

An Qiyu's complexion changed slightly, her breathing became condensed, and then she said: "I know she married you once before, and then divorced, since they are already divorced, why do you still want to provoke her!"
Fu Heng replied calmly: "Then I can't just watch her and An Shaoyun together, this...is against the norm!"

The color of An Qiyu's face turns blue and white, very embarrassing.

Seeing the change in her expression, Fu Heng smiled quietly.

Finally, An Qiyu took a deep breath: "Chu Ci is the child of my old friend. Her father passed away, and no one has taken care of her for so many years. Now she has a child, and all she wants is stability. Mr. Fu , if you can't give it to her, it's best not to bother her in the future."

"Oh?" Fu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Mrs. An doesn't seem to know me very well, how did she know that I can't give her peace of mind?"

"Fu Heng!" Mrs. An suddenly called his name: "Don't forget, there is a woman beside you."

Fu Heng frowned.

"No matter what that woman means to you, no woman wants her husband to have other women with unclear relationships."

Fu Heng listened quietly and did not refute.

An Qiyu also knew from An Shaoyun that it was not easy for Chu Ci to take care of two children in the past few years. Sometimes she wondered why she didn't return to Fu Heng's side after working so hard. Harbor, and she can also see that Chu Ci definitely still loves Fu Heng.

But when she occasionally listened to the gossip about the love history of these male gods in Yicheng, she knew where Chu Ci's restlessness came from.

Moreover, An Shaoyun also talked about some old events, knowing about the festival between Chu Ci and that woman named Wen Xin.

If the feud between women is caused by a man, and the man is vacillating in it, it must be very hurt.

Fu Heng looked indifferent, and after listening, he just asked: "Mrs. An is very concerned about her, and she cares so much about her affairs, but she refuses to talk about it, isn't it hard?"

An Qiyu turned his face away.

It is very hard and uncomfortable.

But how to speak.

It is said that she abandoned her when she was just born for fame and money, or that she just had a hard time and did so out of necessity.

Chu Ci is an adult, not a child. If you give a candy casually, you may forget it.

"I did make mistakes back then, so now God is punishing me."

An Qiyu looked at Fu Heng and said, "Fu always understands people, and he knows Chu Ci's character better than me. Some things are better said than not said."

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, expressing that he had nothing to say.

An Qiyu took a deep breath: "Mr. Fu, it's not easy for her to be alone. If you can't give her complete stability, please don't provoke her and hurt her."

Fu Heng lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "This is a bit dangerous!"

He curled his fingers slightly, and tapped lightly on the table: "Your mixed-race son seems to have always been interested in her. He probably doesn't know the truth yet!"

"I will persuade Dylan on his side."

"You have to persuade him carefully, otherwise you will be blamed if you accidentally do something unethical."

Fu Heng stood up: "Mrs. An, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Before leaving, Mrs. An suddenly stopped him again, and then made a please gesture to him: "I will tell her personally. Before that, please ask Mr. Fu to keep it secret for me."

Fu Heng nodded: "Naturally."

It was raining outside, and the pattering autumn rain brought bursts of coldness. When the driver asked Fu Heng where he was going, he looked away from the window, silent for a while, and said: "Go to shallow water Bay."

The driver is new here, so he asked too much, "Is the president not coming home?"

"No return."

It's also quite boring to go back and be alone.

He seems to have returned to the way he was four years ago, eating alone, sleeping alone, occasionally lighting a cigarette when he wakes up, thinking about someone deep in his memory.

When the car passed Repulse Bay, through the fine rain, he saw Chu Ci who had just got off the taxi at a glance.

She didn't seem to have an umbrella, and ran into the community as soon as she got out of the car.

Chu Ci was unlucky today. She actually brought an umbrella to the company, but it was a little late to work overtime. When she was about to go back, she found that the umbrella she had left to dry outside was snatched away at some point.

When she was running wildly, someone suddenly grabbed her from behind, and then a big umbrella opened above her head.

Chu Ci stopped, the wind was slightly cool, and the rain fell down her hair. When she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground, she saw Fu Heng's tightly pursed thin lips and deep eyes.

She really didn't expect to be able to meet Fu Heng in this way here. If it was a sunny day with a breezy breeze, she might still be able to smile and pretend to be calm and polite to say hello.

But now, her lips were trembling from the cold, the rain was falling down her hair, and she looked like a dog in the water, not even in the mood to say hello.

The two of them arrived at Chu Ci's apartment building without saying a word along the way.

Fu Heng put away the umbrella, only then did Chu Ci realize that almost half of his body was drenched by the rain. From head to toe, water drops fell down his shirt sleeves. The wind was too strong, and the umbrella was blown to the wrong side. And the umbrella is almost always on her side.

Chu Ci bit her lip in embarrassment.

Fu Heng flicked the sleeve of his right hand, and asked politely, "Can I go up and blow my hair?"

(End of this chapter)