Fu Nuan entered the house with a mixed emotion, sat on the sofa thinking about all the things just now, and carefully sorted out Fu Siro's words before he picked up the phone and called Fu Zhao.
"Dad..."
"Xiao Nuan, what's the matter?"
Vaguely hearing the ease in his father’s voice, Fu Nuan deliberatedly asked, “It’s nothing, I just want to ask, Dad, did you say that the company encountered difficulties before? How is the situation resolved now? ?"
"Oh, you said that the matchmaking with President Rong has been resolved. President Rong is very satisfied with Sirou and said that he wants to marry Sirou as his wife."
As Fu Zhao said, his tone became louder and louder: "This way, I can be regarded as relieved. As long as I can keep the family's property, I can be regarded as worthy of the hard work of my and your grandfather back then..."
Listening to this, Fu Nuan felt sour and astringent. Fu was founded by his grandfather and his father when his grandfather was still alive. It was their life's painstaking efforts. Since there is a solution to the crisis, they cannot easily give up.
Gradually, Fu Nuan's eyebrows tightened, and his heart became more uneasy. After interrupting his father's words, Fu Nuan asked again:
"Dad, are you sure that Rong always said that he wants to marry Fu Siro as his wife, or he wants to marry Fu's daughter as his wife?"
Fu Zhao on the other end of the phone was interrupted. After hearing this question, he was taken aback for a moment before he recalled what Assistant Chen had said before. After a few seconds, he explained disapprovingly: "Rong always said I want the daughter of the Fu family, but Sirou has now changed her surname to Fu, and she is naturally the daughter of the Fu family... Besides, isn’t she the one Rong always sees."
Of course, Fu Zhao didn't want his own daughter to be sent to "suffer." No one in Beicheng knew that the president of the Rong Group had a violent temperament, so he couldn't let Fu Nuan suffer.
However, Fu Nuan, who was holding the phone here, was panicked.
The daughter of the Fu family.
This was clearly referring to the biological daughter of the Fu family, and no matter how Fu Sirou changed her surname, she would not be the biological daughter of the Fu family. If this were true, her father would be "deceiving" the other party.
The thoughts in Fu Nuan's heart kept rolling, but it was not easy for his father to think more about it, so he just replied indifferently: "I see, Dad."
After hanging up the phone, she leaned on the sofa, thinking about the cause and effect of the incident.
No matter how much Rao hated Fu Siro, in the final analysis, the child in her womb was innocent.
In any case, it is a fresh life that has never been born, and no one has the right to strangle it.
Moreover, the president of the Rong Group is not a general, ugly appearance and cruel temperament are just outsiders' labels. If there is no insightful observation ability, how can he become a leader in the business world
If Mr. Rong finds out the ins and outs of the matter in the future, and knows that his father Tao Li is stiff, it will be the Fu family who will suffer in the end.
This night, Fu Nuan had tossed about this matter, and the restless sleep for several days made her look a little more haggard.
The next day, the morning meeting in the office was conducted as usual. Because of the previous grouping, Fu Nuan was sitting next to Rongyou.
It's just that at this moment, she was a little soft, her eyes were vacant, and her head seemed to be mixed. The content of this meeting was not even heard.
She didn't notice, the gaze that the man next to her swept from time to time was quite familiar.
"Today's meeting is here. For the teaching work in the second half of the month, I would like to ask all teachers to continue their efforts."
Rong Yu's expression didn't change his usual unsmiling smile. After speaking this sentence in a deep voice, the teachers on the conference table got up and wanted to leave the conference room.
Fu Nuan, who was slow for a while, heard the collision of the surrounding tables and chairs, and then barely supported the table and stood up softly, never thinking about—
The sense of powerlessness struck again. The woman's slanted body had already fallen to the side. The nearest An Zhu subconsciously wanted to reach out to help, but he was a step late for others, and watched Fu Nuan fall into Professor Rong's. embrace.
"Teacher Fu Nuan, are you feeling well?"
A dull voice in her ears brushed her chaotic nerves, and Fu Nuan was still sweating on her forehead, but this "greeting" was very clear in her ears, and she could even feel the man's approach when she was close. The unique aura touched her heartstrings invisibly.
"I… "
Fu Nuan subconsciously wanted to avoid the embrace that made her very uncomfortable, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she met the man's deep and bottomless black eyes.
The teachers who haven't walked out of the meeting room looked at this scene with different expressions on their faces.
Director Rong and Teacher Fu Nuan...