After being missing for five years, President Fu's eyes welled up with tears when they met agai

When the call connected, Fu Yanci got straight to the point.

"What did she want you to do for her last night?"

Although Fu Yanci did not say who it was, Shen He naturally knew.

"Brother Yanci, why are you asking this?"

He suddenly remembered something and stood up from his chair.

"You two didn't last night, did you?"

Wen Qingruan drank alcohol last night. Could she have taken advantage of her drunkenness and slept with Yanci?

Fu Yanci knew Shen He's character all too well; he could tell he was thinking the wrong thing as soon as he heard it.

He frowned, interrupting Shen He's daydreaming.

"Whatever Wen Qingruan wants, don't make things difficult for her anymore, give her a hand."

Fu Yanci assumed that Wen Qingruan was experiencing financial difficulties, otherwise she wouldn't have become a private ballet instructor.

Shen He opened his mouth, but finally asked the question.

"Brother Yanci, tell me the truth, are you still thinking about her?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long while, the call was disconnected.

Shen He looked at the phone that had been hung up and felt that perhaps he shouldn't have asked that question.

Looking up, I saw Wen Qingruan standing at the office door.

Wen Qingruan had just arrived. When the secretary led her to the door, she happened to hear Shen He's question and knew that Fu Yanci had hung up the phone because of this issue.

She knew that Fu Yanci definitely didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore; after all, he already hated her to the core...

Upon seeing Wen Qingruan, Shen He naturally didn't give her a friendly look. He threw his phone on his desk and gestured for his secretary to leave first.

He also noticed the gauze bandage on Wen Qingruan's forehead and knew that it was left behind because he was too impulsive last night, and he felt somewhat guilty.

No matter what, he shouldn't have laid a hand on a woman.

Wen Qingruan entered the office.

"Shen He, I fulfilled your request last night. Now it's your turn to keep your promise."

What Shen He disliked most was Wen Qingruan's aloof demeanor.

Even though she was the one asking for a favor, she still acted as if it were her due.

But remembering what Fu Yanci had just said on the phone, he swallowed those words back.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Shen He didn't want to say anything more to Wen Qingruan, but since Fu Yanci had already spoken up, he would help her this time.

Wen Qingruan was surprised that Shen He would give in so easily.

"I would like to ask you to give Chen Shu a chance to meet with him."

"Chen Shu?"

Shen He was unfamiliar with this name.

He didn't accept Chen Shu's business card that day, so naturally he didn't remember the person.

Wen Qingruan explained, "That day at the coffee shop..."

As soon as she said that, Shen He immediately remembered.

He looked up at Wen Qingruan.

"You came to see me because of your fiancé?"

Shen He truly felt sorry for Fu Yanci.

He called specifically to plead for Wen Qingruan, but Wen Qingruan was only thinking about another man!

"He's not my fiancé, I'm with him..."

"Alright, alright!"

Shen He interrupted Wen Qingruan.

"Whatever affair you have with that guy named Shu is none of my business, and I'm too lazy to listen—it's too dirty to hear!"

His gaze fell on the phone on the table, and he thought of how Fu Yanci had been both a father and a mother for the past five years. Even as an outsider, he felt it was difficult, but Wen Qingruan had actually come to him for another man.

"Wen Qingruan, when you abandoned Yanci and Fubao back then, did you ever think about this day?"

"She has a perfectly good son, but now she's being forced to have one by a nouveau riche for 600,000 yuan."

Shen He paused, then chuckled.

"That's fine too!"

Someone like you is only good enough for that kind of person!

You two are greedy for money and lustful!

A perfect match!

Shen He saw the invitation on the table, tore one off, and threw it directly to Wen Qingruan.

"This is the invitation to the ball next Saturday. I'll be attending, and I'll bring your fiancé who's obsessed with getting you a son."

Wen Qingruan stared at the gold-embossed invitation on the floor, listening to Shen He's humiliation.

Her hands, hanging limply at her sides, clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms. After a long while, she slowly stepped forward, bent down, picked up the invitation, and clutched it tightly…

Seeing Wen Qingruan's appearance, Shen He's anger burned even hotter.

"Take that invitation and get out of here. Don't bother Yanci and Fubao again!"

Wen Qingruan didn't turn around to explain anything, and she left the office without even pausing her steps.

Shen He cursed at Wen Qingruan's back, and the people in the secretary's office outside the door heard it. Through the glass door of the office, they all looked at the woman who was leaning against the wall and bending over in the corridor.

A familiar feeling of suffocation washed over her, and Wen Qingruan's vision blurred.

She barely managed to walk into the elevator.

The moment the elevator doors closed, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she slid down the elevator floor by floor.

She clutched the invitation card tightly in her hand, its sharp edges cutting like knives into her palm. She felt as if the knife was cutting into her heart; otherwise, why would her heart ache so much…

Stepping out of the Shen Group building, the bright sun shone on her, yet Wen Qingruan felt a chill seeping into her very bones.

Shen He was right; she had no right to mention Fu Yanci and Fu Bao.

She should stay far away from them and not disturb them.

After Luo Luo's surgery, she will take Luo Luo away to a small town in the south and live a quiet life.

Fu Yanci sat in the car, looking at the figures outside the window.

She didn't look well; every time I met her, she was pale and bloodless.

She's also lost a lot of weight...

He watched Wen Qingruan get on the bus, slowly started the car, and followed her all the way.

Two hours later, Wen Qingruan came out of an apartment building; she must have finished class.

She went to a supermarket and bought vegetables and pork ribs.

Fu Yanci watched her buy groceries, leave the supermarket, and walk into an alleyway by the roadside.

It was already dark by then, and the alley was pitch black except for the streetlight at the entrance, which flickered and emitted a faint light.

Wen Qingruan carried a supermarket shopping bag and walked into the depths of the alley.

Fu Yanci's already furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply.

How could she live in a place like this?

When she left, she vowed to live a good life with someone else, and her mother even said that she had given her five million.

How could I be living such a life now!

He put one hand on the doorknob, pushed open the car door, and wanted to follow.

His phone rang at that moment; it was a call from his mother.

Fu Yanci pressed the hang-up button, and when he looked up again, Wen Qingruan was no longer in the alley.

He got out of the car and walked into the alley, his bespoke suit looking completely out of place in the dilapidated alley.

At this time of day, in the dead of winter, there shouldn't be many people out, but right now, quite a few people are coming out of their homes one after another, each carrying a thermos.

The alley was deep and winding, and Fu Yanci searched for a long time but could not find Wen Qingruan.

Someone spotted him and went up to talk to him.

"Are you also looking for a place to live? Are your family members also in the hospital?"