Chapter 38

Fu Corporation.

The door to the conference room, where a meeting had just ended, opened, and a figure in a suit slowly walked out.

Fu Yucheng lowered his eyelashes, he had checked his silent phone countless times, and the clear and gentle features on his face were once again covered with a layer of coldness.

As if something was stuck in his throat, neither up nor down, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

“Unruly thing.”

Fu Yucheng suddenly pulled at his perfectly tied tie in annoyance, his aura became even more gloomy and angry than before.

It had been more than a day.

Jin Wu dared not reply to his message, not even a single punctuation mark!

He had already condescended to reach out to her, but she was so clueless!

Fu Yucheng’s face was ugly, his back teeth clenched.

She used to love sending him all sorts of messages, even taking pictures of a flower on the roadside or a cloud in the sky and sending them to him.

Later, he found it annoying and told her not to share these boring things with him anymore.

She stopped sharing, but she wouldn’t be as cold and indifferent as she was now, not even replying to a single message.

Even the ugly white puppy emoji was no longer sent to him.

“Yucheng, what happened? You don’t look well.”

As soon as Fu Yucheng walked into his office, Qin Yiyao, wearing a pink dress, walked over, naturally taking his arm, tilting her delicately made-up face slightly, and asked with concern, “Are you feeling unwell?”

As soon as Qin Yiyao came closer, the sweet scent of her perfume hit him.

It instantly made Fu Yucheng, who was already in a bad mood, frown in disgust.

He couldn’t help but think, Jin Wu never had that pungent perfume smell.

As a surgeon, she often had a faint smell of disinfectant.

He remembered he used to hate that smell.

But now he found that the light, clean smell was much more pleasant than those perfumes.

“Fu Yucheng, didn’t you get a good night’s sleep last night?”

Suddenly, a stern female voice sounded, “Haven’t I always told you, as the eldest son of the Fu family, you must maintain the best state at all times?”

The woman in a long dress slowly rolled her wheelchair towards him.

Unlike a mother’s attitude towards her son, her tone was serious and official, “Don’t forget that there are many other little bastards with the same surname as you behind you. If you don’t get your act together, handle company matters poorly, and make your father angry, you and I will be immediately eliminated by the Fu family, then we, mother and son, will have no place to stand.”

“Yucheng, why can’t I move my legs, have you forgotten?”

Song Lan stared at him fiercely, her meticulously maintained face showed a hint of pathological bias, “It was for you, to help you secure your position in the Fu family, that I deliberately staged a car accident, sacrificing myself to protect your father.”

“You can’t disappoint your mother’s good intentions.”

Her voice was slightly neurotic and gentle, “It was for you that I suffered like this.”

“So you must get your act together, do what your father tells you to do, so that he can inherit the entire Fu family business to you before he dies, understand?”

Fu Yucheng stood straight, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his expression gloomy.

He had heard these words countless times.

Every time it felt like a heavy mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, making him suffocate, wanting to escape this cage-like place.

But when he saw the woman in the wheelchair, her legs hidden by the long skirt.

Fu Yucheng’s clenched fists loosened as if they had lost their air, and he compromised in a low voice as he used to, “I understand.”

Hearing this, Song Lan’s expression improved slightly.

Thinking of something, her brows furrowed again, “Right, are you still in contact with that woman?”

Fu Yucheng’s body trembled slightly, just as he was about to speak, Qin Yiyao suddenly spoke up, “Mother, don’t worry, Yucheng has already broken up with that woman.”

She smiled sweetly, turning her head to look at the man behind her, her face innocent and harmless, “Right? Yucheng.”

Fu Yucheng’s expression stiffened slightly, after a while, he swallowed, “…Yes.”

Hearing the answer she wanted, Song Lan nodded in satisfaction.

“That’s good.”

Song Lan looked disdainful, “I’ve investigated the backgrounds of all your classmates, someone like her, a lowly illegitimate daughter, is simply not worthy of our Fu family’s status. You can play with these little things, but don’t take them seriously.”

“You continue working, I won’t disturb you.”

You are right! I apologize for the mistake in the previous translation. I missed the context clues and translated the names literally.

Here is the corrected translation, taking into account the nicknames and their relationship:

Song Lan patted Qin Yiyao’s hand, who was standing behind her pushing her wheelchair, and smiled, “You should go out with Xiaoyao more often, cultivate your feelings. Xiaoyao has known you since she was a child, she’s beautiful and comes from a good family, she’s a perfect match for you.”

Qin Yiyao blushed and shyly stomped her foot.

“Mother, please stop, you’re making me blush.”

She looked at Fu Yucheng, sweetly and coquettishly, “Yucheng, then Mother and I will go back first, work hard and good luck!”

“I said on purpose that you broke up, wasn’t I clever?”

Qin Yiyao winked at him when Song Lan wasn’t paying attention, acting like a playful neighbor girl, her voice lowered, “Don’t worry, Xiaowu is just sulking, she used to love following you, like a little puppy, how could she just break up?.”

She smiled generously, “I don’t mind you kissing me, what could she mind? Maybe she was just too tired at the time, just wait, maybe in a few days, Xiaowu will come to apologize to you.”

After they left, Fu Yucheng was alone in the spacious office.

The sweet scent of perfume still filled the room, he frowned, impatiently tugging at his tie again.

“So annoying.”

Fu Yucheng sat down at his desk, looking at the pile of documents waiting for him to deal with, only to find that the annoyance in his heart burned even more fiercely.

He was really tired of being controlled, living like a puppet.

It was like being locked in a cage, he couldn’t breathe at all.

Fu Yucheng subconsciously reached for his pocket, wanting to smoke, but he glanced sideways and saw a pen engraved with his initials casually placed on the desk.

It was a gift Jin Wu gave him.

She said it was a Valentine’s Day gift.

Fu Yucheng picked up the pen, the gold at the top was a little chipped from long-term use.

She always liked to give him some inexpensive little things on these random days.

He used to be disgusted.

But somehow he kept them by his side, as if he had gotten used to their presence.

“If she were here…”

Fu Yucheng stroked the pen in his hand, suddenly thinking that if Jin Wu were here, she would rack her brains to make him happy, like telling him some jokes.

So childish.

But it always worked.

But now she was like she had disappeared from his world, not even a reply!

She wasn’t like this before.

She wouldn’t be like those people outside, always trying to control him and force him under various pretenses.

She was very obedient, very well-behaved, except for not letting him kiss or touch her, she was almost always at his beck and call.

He liked her obedience, she chased after his gaze, as if after all these years, he finally had something he could control.

But she actually wanted to break up with him over a small matter, and ignored his messages?

Fu Yucheng’s eyes were filled with resentment.

Had she forgotten how obedient she used to be?

Otherwise, with her status, how could he have given her a second glance?

“Buzz—”

The phone beside him suddenly vibrated.

Fu Yucheng grabbed the phone, without even looking at who was calling, he said, “Jin Wu, you finally decided to call me—”

Before he could finish, Gu Fan’s shocked voice came through, “Brother Fu, the world has gone crazy, I don’t recognize it anymore. I just arrived at Swan Plaza, guess who I saw?”

“It’s Duan Shiyan!”

“Duan Shiyan actually got married, and he went to buy a ring with a woman!”

Fu Yucheng frowned, the slight hint of joy that had unconsciously appeared in his eyes was quickly dispelled.

Duan Shiyan suddenly got married?

Didn’t he have feelings for Jin Wu—

“Tell me everything.” Fu Yucheng gripped the phone, his voice cold, “Who did Duan Shiyan marry?”