He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

In the president's office on the top floor of the Fu Group building, the air conditioning was blasting, completely shutting out the sweltering heat of summer outside.

Fu Yanchen leaned back lazily in his large ebony office chair, his long, slender fingers holding a black pen, the tip of his finger twirling casually as the pen traced a smooth arc.

He had deep-set eyes and a high nose bridge, exuding a cold aura that kept strangers at bay. Despite being the young man who had taken charge of the entire Fu family business empire, there was always a trace of emotion in his eyes that others could not understand.

Assistant Shen Nanwei stood with his hands at his sides opposite the desk, his posture upright, his tone respectful yet cautious, not daring to easily break the silence in the office.

"President Fu," Shen Nanwei said carefully, his voice low, "your father has been restless overseas recently, attempting to escape three times, but each time he was caught red-handed by our men without any mishaps."

Fu Yanchen paused for half a second as he twirled the pen. He looked up, his dark eyes devoid of any warmth. His thin lips parted slightly, his tone as cold as ice: "If he runs again, break his legs."

There was no extra emotion, no hesitation, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

That was his biological father, but in his eyes, he was like a troublesome person who could be dealt with at any time, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Shen Nanwei felt a chill run down his spine. He was already used to President Fu's ruthlessness and immediately nodded: "Yes, I understand. I will give the order immediately to keep a close watch on him."

After a pause, Shen Nanwei remembered something else and asked cautiously, "President Fu, should we send someone to secretly follow Miss Sang? After all, your father is restless, and we are worried that it might affect Miss Sang."

Mentioning Sang Jiuning, the coldness in Fu Yanchen's eyes softened slightly, but it still carried an undeniable dominance. He withdrew his gaze, twirled the pen in his hand again, and said crisply, "No need."

He didn't want anyone to bother Sang Jiuning, and he didn't want his people to offend her. As long as she was safe and sound, that was enough.

As for those troubles, he will personally handle them thoroughly and never let them get near Sang Jiuning and Fu Xulan.

"Yes." Shen Nanwei didn't dare to ask any more questions, and bowed slightly. "President Fu, if there's nothing else, I'll go and take care of my work."

Fu Yanchen nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Only after the office door was gently closed, leaving him alone in the large space, did Fu Yanchen slowly stop what he was doing and pick up his phone from the corner of the table.

With a swipe of his fingertip across the screen, he opened a hidden real-time monitoring interface without the slightest hesitation.

The scene shows a warm and elegantly decorated room where Fu Xulan is sitting in front of a dressing table, happily putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

Her eyes were gentle, and she had a long-lost smile on her face. She held a lipstick in her hand and carefully outlined her lips. She occasionally tidied her hair. She was completely different from how she looked in the hospital. She was relaxed and comfortable.

Seeing his mother looking peaceful and happy on the monitor, Fu Yanchen's tense jawline gradually softened, and a rare warmth appeared in his originally cold eyes, along with a deep-seated expectation.

He murmured softly, so softly that only he could hear it, filled with endless tenderness and guilt: "Mom, I hope you can always be this happy."

He had already suffered too much in the past, and all he wanted was for his mother to be able to live the rest of her life carefree, no longer hurt by anyone or anything, and no longer have to think about those unbearable past events.

Let them continue to live as aunt and nephew. From now on, he will be her strongest support and protect this hard-won peace.

Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory on the university campus.

Sang Jiuning had just woken up from her soft little bed. Her fluffy long hair was scattered messily over her shoulders. Her eyes were still sleepy, and her cheeks were flushed from just waking up, revealing a touch of youthful innocence.

It was summer vacation, and all the other students in the dormitory had gone home, leaving her alone, quietly.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar number with no contact name.

Sang Jiuning rubbed her sleepy eyes, and without thinking much, she reached out and pressed the answer button, bringing the phone to her ear, her voice soft and languid from just waking up: "Hello?"

The next second, Fu Xulan's gentle and kind voice came from the other end of the phone, like a warm spring breeze, softly brushing against your ear: "Ningning, it's Mom."

Hearing Fu Xulan's voice, Sang Jiuning instantly sobered up, a smile immediately appearing in her eyes, and her tone became cheerful: "Mom! Is this your phone number?"

"Mom just finished the discharge procedures, and Ah Chen asked someone to get me a new number. He also bought me a new cell phone and saved your number in my phone. I called you right away."

Fu Xulan smiled, her voice full of joy, "Ningning, I have great news for you! The doctor said I'm recovering exceptionally well and don't need to stay in the hospital anymore. I can be discharged and go home to recuperate. I just need to come back to the hospital for a check-up once a week!"

"Really?!" Sang Jiuning sat up abruptly, her eyes filled with surprise and joy. Her voice rose several decibels, unable to hide her happiness. "Mom, that's wonderful! You finally don't have to stay in the hospital anymore, and you'll be much more comfortable recuperating there!"

She had been worried that Fu Xulan would feel uncomfortable in the hospital after regaining consciousness, and now that she could be discharged smoothly, she was genuinely happy for Fu Xulan.

Fu Xulan on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. Her previously cheerful tone suddenly became cautious, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible unease. She asked softly, "Ningning, about your promise to live with Mom before... do you still keep your word?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Jiuning's smile faltered slightly, and the smile on her lips slowly faded.

Of course she remembered that back in the hospital, seeing the lonely and vulnerable Fu Xulan, she had sincerely promised to live with her mother and take good care of her.

But at this moment, a thought suddenly popped into my mind, a problem that I had to consider.

dad……

She didn't know what Fu Xulan's attitude was towards her father now, whether her mother still cared about her father, or whether she wanted to see him again.

If she lives with her mother, what if her father shows up and causes her mother's hard-won emotions to collapse again?

After a moment's hesitation, Sang Jiuning decided to try asking tentatively. She gently bit her lower lip, softening her tone and cautiously probing, "Mom, of course I mean what I said. But... Mom, do you want to see Dad?"