"Mr. Lu." Lu Wanqing's secretary stood outside the office and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in." Lu Wanqing said.
The secretary pushed the door open, but didn't speak. Lu Wanqing paused the work at hand and looked up at her: "What's the matter?"
"A woman surnamed Fu came to the lobby on the first floor and said she wanted to see you." The secretary explained, "I asked the security guard to drive her out, but she clamored that she knew you. If you heard her name, you would definitely meet her, and ... and Mr. Lu's people followed her, saying that her behavior was not normal, and you should be cautious. If there is anything you don't understand, you can contact Mr. Lu... "
Lu Wanqing's face was cold and she was silent.
The secretary felt uneasy and said tentatively, "I'll let her go."
"Wait." Lu Wanqing stopped her, "Did she say her full name?"
"Yes, her name is Fu Xiaoli."
A flash of absurdity flashed in Lu Wanqing's heart. Ten years later, she almost forgot the name. Back then, she personally imprisoned this person in a sanatorium and did a perfect job of keeping secrets. Everyone involved was her cronies. How could Fu Xiaoli escape
What made her even more puzzled was why Lu Zhiyuan still sent someone to follow Fu Xiaoli, how long had she been following him, and why didn't she know
While thinking, Lu Wanqing said, "Bring her up."
The secretary nodded and left the office.
Lu Wanqing sat alone, her chest depressed, the more she thought about it, the more absurd it became. She stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the busy traffic outside, calming down a lot.
A few minutes later, the door of the office was knocked again, and she let someone in, folded her arms, and turned around slowly.
Behind the secretary, followed by a skinny woman. She put on heavy makeup, but couldn't hide the wrinkles and spots on her face, and her back was slightly hunched, like an old man.
She passed the secretary and stared at Lu Wanqing closely.
Lu Wanqing's back was chilled, and she didn't dare to look at her. After seeing Fu Xiaoli, Lu Wanqing discovered that many memories she thought she had forgotten, or even about to forget, still existed. She recalled the pain that Fu Xiaoli brought her, as clearly as if it happened yesterday.
That year was also at a similar time and place. She was only two months away from her due date. Lin Qing gave her half of the Lin family as a gift. In order to control what she wanted as soon as possible, she insisted on going to work every day, so that everyone in the company knew that she was the mistress of the Lin family and respected her very much.
Suddenly, someone told her that a woman with a child broke into the company, Lai was crying in the hall, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she tried.
Lu Wanqing knew about Lin Qing's unbridled behavior before marriage, so she held Lin Qing tightly during the marriage, and even sent someone to beat his former woman. She was confident that she could handle these small problems, but when someone really came to the door, she panicked.
She made a decision that she regretted for the rest of her life. Not only did she not insist that the security guard drive away Fu Xiaoli's mother and son, but she also did not stop the onlookers. She came to the hall in person and met Fu Xiaoli in front of everyone.
She was still young at that time, with long hair and a shawl, holding a white and tender child firmly in her arms. She saw Lu Wanqing in the crowd with sharp eyes, pointed at her and shouted, "It's her, after Mr. Lin marries this evil woman, we won't want our mother-in-law anymore. She's so vicious, she makes my son homeless!"
At that moment, the eyes people looked at her crushed her. Some were in the hall, and some were looking down through the atrium upstairs. Everyone looked at her with different expressions, which were intriguing.
When she came back to her senses, she was already in the hospital. Her birthing process was almost death, but she didn't know anything, she didn't hold her newborn son, and she didn't even touch his fingers, just to see him being sent to the incubator.
She cried bitterly in Lu Zhiyuan's arms, swearing secretly that Fu Xiaoli's mother and son would be better off dead.
In the following ten years, she did it. She first put Fu Xiaoli in a nursing home, and then watched Fu Jia wandering on the streets. He's a healthy child, and he'll be fine if he doesn't eat or drink for several meals, but what about her son
Lin Qing exchanged the entire Lin family for her forgiveness and asked her to agree to take Fu Jia back to the Lin family. She accepted it readily, and while putting Fu Jia in the servant's room, she changed the company staff up and down. Now, not many people know the humiliation she has suffered, even the younger generation in the family, such as Lu Qi'an, she has concealed the truth.
"Long time no see, Miss Lu." Fu Xiaoli's voice interrupted Lu Wanqing's memory. She glanced at the secretary who hadn't left, and said, "This is a new face. There should be a lot of things you don't know. Would you like to let her hear it? I don't mind saying it again."
"Let's go out." Lu Wanqing called out to the secretary.
The secretary remembered that Lu Zhiyuan's subordinates asked her to pay attention and did not want to leave, and said, "Mr. Lu, I..."
"Go down!" Lu Wanqing shouted.
The secretary shrank his shoulders and hurriedly left with his head down.
Seeing her walking away, Fu Xiaoli smiled and said, "You are different from before, your style is very decisive, you don't need to ask, I will tell myself, it was Lin Heng who helped me out, he wanted to destroy you and Lu Home, you know that too."
Lu Wanqing's heart sank. Lin Heng, yes, only Lin Heng can do this. But why did he rescue Fu Xiaoli, did he want Fu Xiaoli to repeat her old tricks and ruin her reputation
She kept her surface calm and said coldly, "So, you came and told me, aren't you afraid that Lin Heng will find out?"
Fu Xiaoli sneered: "He? He just brought me back to let me control Fu Jia. Now Fu Jia doesn't listen to me, and is still standing by your Lu family's side, hugging your nephew tightly, I have become him. The abandoned son, he plans to put me in a sanatorium, just like you."
Lu Wanqing frowned, unable to understand what she was saying.
What does it mean that Fu Jia is standing on the Lu family's side, and what does it mean to hold her nephew
Fu Xiaoli looked at her with a puzzled face, and was also a little puzzled. Slowly, she came to understand, and burst out laughing: "You don't know, so you don't know yet? Miss Lu, you are so ridiculous, don't you even know about your own family? I listened carefully. , Your nephew is gay, he is with Fu Jia, and he insists on being with Fu Jia regardless of the family's obstacles, do you understand?"
Lu Wanqing's eyes went black, as if she was hit by a heavy hammer, and she was unstable.
She held onto the window by her hand and figured out everything. So it is, no wonder Lu Qi'an wants to stay in China to study, no wonder he is reluctant to come to the Lin family villa recently... So it is, so it is.
"Fu Xiaoli, your son is as bad as you are!" Lu Wanqing was furious in her chest and gritted her teeth, "I won't let you succeed, if I can cure you once, I can cure you the second time, this time you and your son. Let's go to the nursing home together!"
It's disgusting, it's not enough for Fu Xiaoli to ruin her life, but to let her son ruin Lu Qi'an's life. Her nephew has always been her pride and the pride of their Lu family. She wants to stop Fu Xiaoli, but she doesn't allow it!
Fu Xiaoli knew that Lu Wanqing did what she said, but she wasn't afraid at all, smiling like a winner: "Do you think I'd be afraid of you, Miss Lu, I'm so rude, how noble are you? I'm targeting Lin Qing's money came, why don't you? I really loved him anyway, how about you? You just saw him fascinated by you, knowing that you can hold him in your hand, and obediently serve the family business, and then follow him Are you married? Speaking of which, you should thank me instead, without me, would you be able to take the Lin family so easily?"
Lu Wanqing was trembling all over, hating Fu Xiaoli to the extreme. She remembered the lesson from ten years ago, and she didn't plan to talk to her any more, she went directly to the desk and dialed the company security's internal line.
That's it. Fu Xiaoli let out a long sigh of relief.
The long torment is coming to an end, she has a bad life, so she will let everyone have a bad time.
She stepped forward a few steps, pushed Lu Wanqing away, knocked over the intercom phone, and used all the strength she had left in her life to crush Lu Wanqing to the ground, covering her mouth tightly.
She took out the things she bought at the store this morning and put them into Lu Wanqing's body without hesitation.
It was a brand new, sharp fruit knife.
With a snap, the lead of the mechanical pencil broke.
Fu Jia stopped writing and rubbed his temples with his head supported. The class was in the classroom, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. The frequent requests for leave in the past few days have caused him to slow down a lot of progress, not to mention that he is still restless and has not rested well.
Today, Fu Jia has a new look and is full of fighting spirit. He no longer doubts whether he can be admitted to the A University, nor whether he can overcome the difficulties.
He will work hard with Lu Qi'an.
He pressed the lead again and followed the teacher to calculate the problem.
"Sorry to interrupt." Suddenly, the head teacher opened the door and interrupted the class. His eyes searched among the students, and finally stopped on Fu Jia, "Fu Jia, come out."
The classmates looked at Fu Jia curiously, not knowing what happened.
Fu Jia didn't know what was wrong, so he got up and walked out of the classroom.
At the door, the head teacher looked at him with complicated eyes and said, "Come with me."
Not far away, there were several policemen standing.