Outside the restaurant, across the road, Fu Jingshu stood behind a utility pole, his gaze fixed on the restaurant.
Inside, the two people were chatting and laughing. The man even put his watch on his wrist, flicking it as if he was quite fond of it.
The more he watched, the darker his expression became.
Little did he know, not far away, Lin Mo glanced at his boss, Fu Ye, hiding there like a resentful husband, and then at the two people eating and laughing inside the restaurant.
He looked up at the sun, and for some reason, felt a pang of sympathy for his boss. While the other man was dating, eating, and gifting in the restaurant, his own Fu Ye could only watch from under the sun.
Alas!
He sighed and couldn't help but step forward, saying, "Fu Ye, why are you here? You forgot, you have a meeting you need to get back for soon."
Fu Jingshu suddenly turned to look at him.
Lin Mo stiffened and feigned confusion, "Are you waiting for someone here? Or is there something you need done? Tell me, I'll do it for you."
He sensitively sensed that Fu Jingshu's expression had softened considerably.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He absolutely couldn't let Fu Ye know that his embarrassment had been witnessed by him. Although Fu Ye's romantic setback was a little pathetic, if he angered him, he feared his speed in silencing witnesses would not slow down one bit.
"Fu Ye, let's go back."
"Mm."
Fu Jingshu returned to the company with him, seemingly unaffected by Shen Qingqing and that man. This made Lin Mo breathe a sigh of relief.
That's more like it! How could their Fu Ye be moping over a woman!
Fu Jingshu stepped into his office and paused. "Gather the company supervisors. Assemble in the conference room. The meeting will commence in half an hour."
"Yes."
Seeing no abnormalities in him, Lin Mo was completely reassured.
Half an hour later, all the senior supervisors in the company were in the conference room. Lin Mo had also prepared the meeting minutes and all the necessary materials for Fu Ye.
Everyone was still chatting and laughing until Fu Jingshu entered with a cold expression, and they instinctively fell silent.
Based on their keen instincts as corporate employees, Fu Ye was definitely in a bad mood!
So, from then on, everyone was on edge, their minds taut, and they did their best to remain calm when reporting projects, fearing that a slip of the tongue or a wrong word would anger Fu Ye.
The design department manager handed him a document. "This is a new cooperation our company has recently acquired. I've had my subordinates work overtime to expedite the progress and produce the latest design drafts. All that's left is your approval."
Fu Jingshu took it and opened it, looking down.
He twirled a pen with his right index finger, his movements flowing and unhurried. Yet, even with such a placid expression, it made everyone's hearts pound.
After a while, Fu Jingshu slowly put down the document, the tip of his pen resting on the paper.
Before signing, he gazed at the drawing, lost in thought.
The others saw it but dared not ask, until he slowly signed his name. Those closer instinctively glanced at it.
It was that glance that made them widen their eyes in horror.
The three characters Fu Jingshu signed were…
Shen Qingqing.
Lin Mo's eyes widened too, he almost didn't react in time. When the document was handed out by the oblivious Fu Ye, he instinctively reached out to stop it, but it was too late.
The other people in the meeting had already seen it.
Lin Mo suddenly felt his vision go black.
Fu Jingshu's document hung in the air for a long time with no one to take it. He frowned and looked over, only to see the design department manager with a look as if he had seen a ghost.
He instinctively looked at the document. The next second, he quickly covered it with his hand on the table, concealing the name that had disturbed his thoughts.
Damn it!
The conference room was silent. No one dared to probe Fu Jingshu's expression, so they could only secretly exchange glances with their colleagues.
On the surface, they remained calm, but their inner gossip flames had already erupted.
Lin Mo next to him looked utterly dejected. He was wrong, truly wrong. He had thought Fu Ye wasn't the type to be sentimental, but when he was deeply in love, he was truly terrifying. Fu Ye was here, but the heart in his chest had probably flown away with the absent Shen Qingqing!
Fu Jingshu took a deep breath, slowly took the document back, placed it in front of him, rested his hands on the table, his expression still calm and impassive. "Continue."
The others could only suppress their inner gossip and continue reporting their projects.
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Shen Qingqing was driving at the moment, on her way to the Xiao family. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
She arrived quickly. She picked up the document from the passenger seat, got out, and knocked on the door. The person who opened it for her was a servant from the Xiao family.
"Miss Qing is back."
"Mm, is Grandma home?" Shen Qingqing asked as she stepped inside.
"The old madam is resting upstairs right now."
Resting was good. Shen Qingqing didn't want to alarm the old madam with this matter. The old madam wasn't in good health now, there was no need to trouble her with such trivialities. "Call my uncle down."
"Alright, please wait."
Xiao Wenyao soon came down. Seeing Shen Qingqing, he smiled warmly. "Qingqing, you're here. You're such a filial child, still thinking about your grandmother's health."
Shen Qingqing's fingertips clenched the document tightly. "Of course, I care about Grandma's health. But I'm here today not just to see Grandma, but to see you."
"Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked with a smile.
Shen Qingqing actually admired Xiao Wenyao. Despite the many previous disputes between them, he could still put on a benevolent uncle's demeanor, as if no conflict had ever occurred between them.
"You should take a look at this first."
Shen Qingqing tossed the document in her hand over. Xiao Wenyao instinctively reached out to catch it. His smile slowly froze as he opened the document and saw its contents.
"What do you mean by this?"
"The document clearly states that my mother originally owned a jewelry store and several other shops," Shen Qingqing said slowly. "But now they are all under your name."
Xiao Wenyao's mouth twitched. He casually placed the document on the coffee table. "You don't actually think I coveted your mother's shops, do you? If you do, then you've misunderstood me. Your mother was a girl, she didn't understand business at all. Isn't it normal for me, as her brother, to manage them for her?"
Shen Qingqing's lips curved into a cold smile. "Is that so? But why didn't you return these shops to her when my mother was in dire straits?"
She could even imagine the despair her mother must have felt when she discovered that the few shops she owned had been secretly transferred by her own brother after being abandoned by Shen Zhizhong.
Xiao Wenyao's smile completely vanished. He slowly adjusted his cuffs. "Qingqing, let's not bring up the past. It's not worth it to fall out with us over these matters. After all, you only have us left as family now."
He was warning her, warning Shen Qingqing not to push it too far.