Abandoned Woman Reborn: Remarrying a Wealthy Emperor

Chapter 53

Domestic newspapers were full of reports of Song Weihao's divorce and upcoming remarriage. An Shiya put down the newspaper and called Song Weihao abroad.

"What's going on? Why did the newspaper say we were divorced? Why didn't I know about it?"

"Honey, don't get excited, we'll talk about it when I get back." Song Weihao comforted him on the phone.

"When will you come back?"

"I'll be home early tomorrow morning."

After appeasing An Shiya, Song Weihao went to find Fu Nuan again.

"Nuannuan, I have to go back to my country now. I have to go back and talk to my mother first, and prepare for our wedding. If you are not in a hurry, you can play for a few more days, and I will cover all the expenses." Song Weihao said generously .

"Weihao, you are so kind to me." Fu Nuan said with a gentle face, "You can go back at ease, I will wait for you to marry me."

Song Weihao packed his luggage and rushed to the airport immediately. Fu Nuan's eyes gradually turned cold, and he clenched his fingers tightly. Thinking of his daughter's death, tears rolled in his eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall, and secretly swore in his heart that he must They pay the price!

Song Weihao got on the plane in disgrace, thinking about how to explain to An Shiya when he returned home, the first and the second big.

I am afraid that my own mother will not have a good time.

For a long time, Song Weihao didn't recall how this trip abroad turned out like this.

I wanted to come out to eat secretly, but in the end, I couldn't eat enough rice, so I got drunk and said all the things I shouldn't have said.

If Fu Nuan was just an ordinary woman, it would be easy to deal with. She would give some money after scaring her, or find someone to do it secretly and send it away. But she is a famous star in the entertainment industry today, and she is also a star-making dream factory. artist.

Although he has no contact with entertainment companies, he has hired a few starlets in the past. Knowing the status of Universal Media in the entertainment industry, he cannot afford to offend.

In case the Song family's affairs were dug out because of Fu Nuan, the Song family would be over if they were hyped up by the media.

Just thinking about it, Song Weihao felt his hands tremble a little.

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Fu Nuan was sitting on the balcony railing of the presidential suite, and the ground below was more than ten floors high. Just looking at it would make her dizzy.

When the breeze blows, the black hair dances like a dance.

She looked down inadvertently, not feeling scared.

For her who had already died once, there was nothing to scare her anymore.

The young daughter was gone, but she came back from the dead. Since God let her live, she must recover everything they owed her, and avenge herself and her daughter who was killed.

She never thought that Song Weihao would be so cruel that he wouldn't even let his own daughter go. That was his own daughter.

Song Weihao, you are not human!

Fu Nuan held on to the guardrail tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, revealing bone-eating hatred.

A big hand suddenly grabbed her arm, Fu Nuan turned her head and saw Gu Zimo standing behind her, looking over Gu Zimo's arm in the direction of the door, she remembered that she closed the door tightly.

"How did you come in?" There was no sound at all.

"I saw you sitting here on the balcony of my room, so I asked the hotel manager for the key card of your room." Gu Zimo said lightly, "Is there anything you can't think about, that you want to jump off the building?"

"Jump off the building?" Fu Nuan looked down at the hanging feet. If it were someone else, her legs would be weak from fright. She smiled sadly, "You think too much, I haven't lived enough, how can you be willing to die?"

Gu Zimo found that she seemed to be different from before, a kind of determination after experiencing despair.

"Then what are you doing sitting here? It's dangerous!"

"I just want to blow some air." Fu Nuan said casually.

"Mr. Gu!" She called him suddenly.

"what?"

"I promised you that I will give you an answer in a month. In the month before this, I hope that you can leave me alone, no matter what I do or say, please leave it alone. Pretend you don't know." Fu Nuan said, with a feeling of explaining the funeral.

"You are an artist under my company, and I must be responsible to you." Besides, she was recommended by Xu Qingshu, a talented director who is both my friend and partner.

"You have already granted me a month's leave. I am myself in this month. Please don't worry about anything during this month."

"Give me a reason!"

Fu Nuan turned to look at him, "Do you treat every artist under your company like this?"

"That depends on whether she has the value!" Gu Zimo's big hand had been holding Fu Nuan's arm tightly when he spoke, and he never let go.

"Are you complimenting me?" Fu Nuan teased, her expression suddenly turned gloomy, "I have a very important personal matter to do this month, and it is really a very, very important personal matter, forgive me can not tell you."

"You are an artist under my company, as long as you don't do anything outrageous to ruin your stardom, I don't care."

"What is out of line? Is it because I am afraid that my star career will be damaged and I will not be able to help the company make money?" Fu Nuan took the hand he had been holding on to her arm, and suddenly took it away, leaning forward. It will fall, and there will be broken bones over there.

"what are you doing?"

"In the next month, no matter what I do, please don't worry about it. If you feel that what I have done has caused my star path to fail to help the company make money, I can jump off now."

"What happened to make you do this?"

"I said this is my private matter, I can't tell you." Fu Nuan looked at him resolutely.

Gu Zimo's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He has been the president of Huanyu Media for so many years, and he is also an outstanding businessman who understands people's hearts well. If she hadn't encountered something, she would never have been able to do this.

A stream of light suddenly flashed in my mind, as if I suddenly noticed something.

"Yes!" Gu Zimo said calmly, "I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer in a month."

"Thank you." Fu Nuan laughed, jumped back in with his arm, and stood firmly on the balcony, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to have a good sleep." Chasing away in disguise.

Gu Zimo saw that she would not do anything stupid, so he turned and left.

Back in his room, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Assistant Sun, investigate Song Weihao for me, and find out everything about him and everything he has. Collect the information of everyone who has had contact with her and send it to me. ASAP!"

(End of this chapter)