Rose Manor

Fu Jianfang's assistant thought about it, took out his mobile phone, found the photo saved from the Internet, and showed it to Fu Jianfang.

"The people in the photo are indeed Mr. Chen and Miss Shen." The assistant explained, "The person who went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate in the morning saw them and took a photo of them."

Fu Jianfang took the phone doubtfully and swiped the screen with two fingers to enlarge the photo. The quality of the picture was a bit blurry, but it was still easy to recognize who the two people were.

Is Fu Jichen crazy?

When the old man explicitly prohibited him from marrying Shen Jia Nian, he actually took Shen Jia Nian directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, and he was not afraid that the old man would keep his word and die in front of him.

Fu Jianfang put down his assistant's cell phone on the table. Because he was angry, he put it down a little too hard, and there was a "bang" sound. The assistant didn't dare to say a word, silently picked up his phone and left the office.

The phone rang, Fu Jianfang picked it up and took a look at it irritably.

It was Miss Zhou's call.

Fu Jianfang frowned, her anger welling up. She was not in the mood to answer anyone's call. She originally planned to mess up Fu Jichen and Shen Jiannian, and the old man could give her some benefits. Who would have thought that it would end up like this.

Not to mention it's a benefit, I'm afraid the old man still has to blame her...

Fu Jianfang didn't answer the phone. The ringing kept ringing, and it seemed that he couldn't even answer the phone. After adjusting his mood, Fu Jianfang pressed the connect button: "Love..."

Before Fu Jianfang could say anything, Miss Zhou asked impatiently: "You promise me that as long as I do what you say, Fu Jichen will separate from Shen Jiannian and agree to marry me. Now Fu Jichen and Shen Jiannian have received their marriage certificates." , what do you mean, you lied to me?"

Fu Jianfang originally wanted to talk nicely, but after hearing this, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were filled with displeasure. What was it? As soon as it came up, he asked her, who did she think she was? The Zhou family is much shorter than the Fu family, why should she talk to her like this?

"Miss Zhou, please understand. I have no obligation to help you win Fu Jichen's favor. The opportunity has been given to you. You didn't seize it yourself. Who is to blame?" After Fu Jianfang finished speaking, he didn't want to waste another second and directly Pressed and hung up.

"you……"

Miss Zhou just said one word, and there was only a busy tone on the phone.

*

At the high-level meeting in the afternoon, Fu Jichen walked into the conference room on time after receiving his certificate.

Fu Jianfang sat in her seat, holding a pen in her hand and tapping on the spread information. As Fu Jichen sat down, she glanced sideways from the corner of her eye.

Fu Jichen was as usual, wearing a neatly pressed black business suit without any wrinkles. His hair was combed up, and his stern features gave off a sense of oppression.

One of the directors sitting at the bottom was from Fu Jichen's group. He made a digression before the meeting with a kind smile on his face: "I heard that Mr. Chen got married this morning. Congratulations."

Fu Jichen raised his eyes to look at the speaker, his cold and solemn face instantly broke the ice, revealing a warm smile like the spring breeze: "Thank you."

The other senior executives congratulated one after another.

The whole meeting lasted for an hour and a half. After it was over, the participants left one after another. Fu Jichen sat at the front seat and remained motionless. He just closed the laptop in front of him. When Fu Jianfang stood up to leave, he calmly called her out: "Auntie, stay."

The few senior executives who had not yet left looked back at them, thinking that their aunt and nephew had something to say, so they did not stop.

After a while, everyone in the conference room disappeared, leaving only Fu Jichen and Fu Jianfang.

Fu Jianfang sat back, picked up the teacup on the conference table, took a sip of tea, and lowered his eyes to hide the flash of panic in his eyes.

She was not as calm as she showed, and she was still a little afraid of Fu Jichen in her heart. He was ruthless and could do anything in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Fu Jianfang's heart was in a state of confusion.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Fu Jianfang couldn't stand the stagnant atmosphere in the conference room and felt her chest was tight, so she put down her tea cup and spoke first.

Fu Jichen then spoke slowly: "It seems that my aunt doesn't have enough housework, and she still has time to take care of other people's affairs."

Fu Jianfang's heart skipped a beat. When Fu Jichen asked her to stay, she guessed that what she had done was discovered by him, so she just took a chance. As Fu Jichen said these words, her luck was exposed. Fu Jianfang simply stopped pretending and said in a calm tone: "How can I call other people's affairs into my own hands? Is it wrong for me as a son to solve problems for my own father? Are we going to be like you, disobeying the wishes of the elderly and making people sick?" Come here to be considered filial?"

"Auntie doesn't need to use grandpa as a shield. I have my own explanation for grandpa." Fu Jichen looked at her coldly and warned, "I hope aunt understands that if you offend others, don't expect others to treat you with courtesy. If I don't care about the old man, , it won’t be so calm outside.”

Fu Jianfang's eyebrows and heartbeat jumped. What did Fu Jichen mean by this?

Could he still deal with her? "You... stop threatening me." Fu Jianfang clenched her fists and looked down upon him. "Don't forget that I am also a member of the Fu family. If you dare to deal with me, I won't let you go."

Compared to Fu Jianfang's angry look with splitting eyes, Fu Jichen looked much calmer and tapped his finger on the table: "Then give it a try."

Fu Jianfang couldn't stay any longer, so he stood up and kicked off his chair, picked up the documents on the table and left.

She left the conference room and returned to her office. In a rage, she swept all the documents on the table to the floor. Her chest heaved up and down, and she couldn't let out the breath she was holding.

Before the chair was warm, someone knocked on the door outside. Fu Jianfang closed her eyes, adjusted her chaotic breathing, and said coldly "come in" towards the door.

The person who opened the door was not her assistant, but Fu Jichen's special assistant Song Fang.

Song Fang lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the messy documents on the ground. Some were spread out, some were turned over, and some even the papers inside were floating out. As you can imagine, Fu Jianfang lost his temper before he came in.

"This is what President Chen asked me to give to you." Song Fang put a sealed document bag on the desk in front of Fu Jianfang, held it with his hand and pushed it to her side, and dutifully conveyed the message to Fu Jichen, "President Chen said Yes, he did not disclose the contents to the public for the sake of being a member of the Fu family."

After Song Fang finished speaking, he paused for a second or two. Seeing that Fu Jianfang had nothing to say, he nodded politely to her and left the office.

After the office door was closed, Fu Jianfang tore off the seal of the document bag and turned the bag mouth down. A pile of photos scattered like snowflakes.

Fu Jianfang saw the photos clearly, his pupils dilated little by little, his body couldn't stop trembling, and soon, there was no trace of blood on his face.

She grabbed a photo and tore it into pieces. There were many more photos, and she tore them one after another. She couldn't finish them.

Fu Jianfang leaned back on his chair slumped, and finally understood what Fu Jichen meant when he said, "If I didn't care about the old man, it wouldn't be so peaceful outside."

If these photos were published, the Internet would definitely explode. She would not have the face to see anyone, and her husband's family would not be able to explain it.

The fragmented photos on the ground still reveal intimate scenes between Fu Jianfang and different men. Each of the men was young, fair, and wild.

*

Shen Jianian was cleaning at home when he received Bai Changxia's WeChat message.

Bai Changxia saw someone breaking the news on Weibo, saying that Fu Jichen and Shen Jia Nian had received their certificates. She couldn't help but ask the person involved for verification: "Is everything said on the Internet true? Are you and Fu Jichen married?"

Shen Jianian: "It's true."

Bai Changxia didn't know what to say and sent out a lot of exclamation points.

Shen Jia Nian replied with a question mark.

Bai Changxia: "Did you miss any important plot that I don't know about? You were still hesitant yesterday, so why did you just get the certificate today?"

Shen Jianian: "A little accident did happen."

Typing was inconvenient, so the two chatted on video for a while. Suddenly, something strange appeared on the screen of Shen Jianian's phone. It was a call from an unknown person.

"Wait a minute, someone is calling me." Shen Jianian ended the video call with Bai Changxia.

Shen Jia Nian was a little confused when she saw the number on the screen that belonged to Yicheng. She seemed to have seen this number before, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Shen Jia Nian hesitated for a while and then answered the phone. The voice on the other end was filled with the same hesitation and uncertainty: "Is this Jia Nian?"

The voice was very familiar. Shen Jianian thought for a long time before digging out the impression of this voice from her distant memory. It seemed to be her cousin, Yin Shuyao.

Shen Jia Nian was not sure if he had guessed correctly, so he did not ask who the other party was, and just said: "I am."

The person on the other end of the phone couldn't suppress his excitement, his voice was trembling, and there was a sense of joy of meeting again after a long separation: "That's great Jianian, I finally found you. I thought this number was not yours. Are you in Beicheng? ?Can we meet?"