jdhmnovel Chapter 267 Whatever choice you make, I will support you.
Chapter 267 Whatever choice you make, I will support you.
In the conference room.
The projector beam traced a clear path through the air.
An Ying sat in the corner of the conference table, holding a pen in her hand, but her gaze wandered out the window.
At the other end of the conference table sat her adoptive father, An Weiping.
An Weiping saw her before the meeting started, but he still ignored her coldly, treating An Ying as if she were invisible.
She used to feel uncomfortable sometimes.
The thought of Gu Qingwen's news came to mind.
She might be the daughter of the Gu family.
She no longer needs to rely on An Weiping's vague and ethereal fatherly love.
Suddenly, I felt relieved about everything.
The product manager is giving a passionate presentation.
Fu Chengli lazily drooped his eyelids, his deep gaze inadvertently sweeping over An Ying.
The phone buzzed.
An Ying swiped the screen to take a look.
A message from Fu Chengli.
"Sweetie, why are you crying? Who upset you?"
Nobody.
If I had to give a reason, it would be her current dilemma.
An Ying didn't reply, glanced at it, and then locked her phone.
She needs time to sort out her thoughts before making a choice.
An Ying mechanically flipped through the documents in her hands.
My thoughts have already drifted far away.
Gu Qingwen and Fu Chengli were clearly at odds.
The Gu family and the Fu family have been at odds for so many years, one in the south and the other in the north, never speaking to each other again.
What should she choose?
What will become of her in the future?
"Director An, Director An?"
An Ying snapped out of her daze.
She looked up to find the source of the sound and discovered that it was Wu Xiatong, the public relations manager, calling her.
Wu Xiatong said, "You've also handled sub-projects of the previous energy project. This project has been delayed again and again. What's your opinion on that?"
This project is no longer under her responsibility; bringing it up again now is simply to show that An Weiping, the person in charge of this project, is sitting here.
They didn't ask An Weiping, but came to ask her what she wanted.
An Ying pondered for a moment, twirling the pen in her hand, and quietly said, "I have already handed over all the project materials. I believe General Manager An has full authority over this matter."
A murmur rippled through the meeting room as several colleagues exchanged meaningful glances.
Someone secretly glanced at Fu Chengli, trying to glean something from his expression.
Fu Chengli's face remained expressionless. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, and he raised his chin to signal the meeting to continue.
An Weiping, on the other hand, was in a bad mood.
That brat, now that she has Fu Chengli backing her up, she doesn't even give him, her father, any face.
They passed the buck back to him.
After the meeting, An Ying walked into the president's office with a stack of documents in her hand.
She knocked on the door.
The person inside remained silent for a long time.
An Ying hesitated, and just as she was about to leave, the door was suddenly pulled open.
Fu Chengli pulled An Ying behind the door with a large arm.
A deep kiss landed.
An Ying had nowhere to hide and could only obediently endure his domineering behavior.
Both of them were a little out of breath.
Fu Chengli looked down at her: "You seemed distracted all day. Is something on your mind?"
His eyes were filled with inquiry, as if he could see through her thoughts.
An Ying took the initiative to lift her rosy cheeks and look directly into the man's eyes.
"I'd like to stay with Ye Rao for a few days and keep her company, is that alright?"
In fact, in the past few days, Ye Rao had already secretly had someone move all her belongings from the house where she used to live, Yin Mei's house.
An Ying needs a space to be alone.
It felt as if an invisible force was pulling at my heart.
She didn't know when it started, but she found herself becoming more and more dependent on the man in front of her.
They're getting deeper and deeper into it.
Fu Chengli was naturally unhappy.
He raised an eyebrow, looking down at the woman in his arms from above.
"An Ying, you'd better want to be with Ye Rao, don't lie to me."
An Ying lowered her head and remained silent, avoiding his gaze.
Fu Chengli walked back to his large desk, took a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and slowly began to speak:
"Before the meeting started, your dad and I talked a lot, and there's something I have to tell you."
An Ying looked up at him: "What is it?"
Fu Chengli: "Your father wants to sever his father-daughter relationship with you."
An Ying was taken aback.
I recall the radiant expression on An Weiping's face.
A chill ran down my spine.
It turned out to be the case.
An Ying felt like she was fleeing in panic.
She didn't take the elevator.
She wanted to take her time, so she silently descended the stairs alone.
This day will eventually come.
The following day, An Ying took leave.
Beicheng Mingde Private Hospital.
The hospital corridors were filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.
An Ying walked out of the testing room, her fingertips slightly cold.
The doctor smiled politely: "Ms. An, Mr. Gu has already explained the situation to me. The results will be available in a week, and we will call you to inform you. At that time, the test results will be sent to you in both paper and electronic versions."
An Ying nodded: "Thank you, doctor."
An Ying recalled that she had never been this nervous when she was waiting to check her college entrance exam scores.
People came and went in the corridor, nurses pushed wheelchairs by in a hurry, and the patients' whispers and footsteps mingled together, but it seemed to have nothing to do with her.
In her world, only the answer that was about to be revealed remained.
The cell phone rings.
It was Ye Rao calling.
An Ying pressed the answer button and slowly walked to the end of the hospital corridor to answer the call in a less crowded area.
Ye Rao: "Is the test finished?"
An Ying: "Yes."
Ye Rao: "Are you mentally prepared?"
An Ying gave a wry smile: "To be honest, no."
Ye Rao sighed silently: "What if you are Gu Qingwen's younger sister? Would you go back to Nancheng with him?"
An Ying leaned against the window railing, a mix of emotions churning within her.
"Xiao Rao, I once thought I would never be able to go back to Nancheng. That place holds many memories for me, especially the bad ones."
“I lost my mother in Nancheng. Even though she was my adoptive mother, she still gave me many wonderful memories of being with her.”
“After my adoptive mother passed away, I was bullied by Xu Mei and An Xiaoxiao, a mother and daughter pair, in Nancheng. From a young age, I was used to bearing many things alone.”
"Having gone through seven years with Lu Qiyao, and then being with Fu Chengli, I was once a steadfast choice to choose love."
"Now, a guy named Gu Qingwen has appeared, saying I might be his long-lost sister. If this DNA test report shows we are indeed related..."
"Although you have always been by my side all these years, Xiao Rao, I am especially grateful to you. I consider you my family, but this feeling is completely different from that of a blood relative. It is a feeling that neither friendship nor love can replace."
Ye Rao gripped the phone tightly on the other end, her eyes slightly red.
She was also somewhat moved.
She knew that An Ying's life had been full of hardships.
As her childhood friend, Ye Rao wanted to see An Yingguo happy more than anyone else.
Without realizing it, I didn't notice that the water cup in my hand was too hot.
Ye Rao put down the hot water in her hand; her palms were red from the heat.
She waved her hand in mid-air.
She said, "Xiaoying, whatever choice you make, I will support you and I will always be with you."
An Ying smiled and nodded, giving a soft "Mmm".
hang up the phone.
An Ying glanced at the calendar.
A week.
We'll see in seven days.
Not far from An Ying, behind the wall at the corner of the corridor.
A figure stood against the wall.
An Xiaoxiao stared at the swaying branches outside the window, her expression slightly lost in thought.
Since her miscarriage, her health has been poor, and the doctor has asked her to have regular check-ups.
She had just arrived at the hospital when she saw An Ying sneaking towards the identification center. Out of curiosity, she followed her.
Along the way, she gloated, wondering if An Ying had contracted some kind of illness.
After all, the shooting incident in Yecheng had caused quite a stir.
So what did she just overhear?
An Xiaoxiao could hardly believe her ears.
Is An Ying Gu Qingwen's younger sister?
Gu Qingwen?!
Who is that famous wealthy family in the south of the city?
The youngest head of the Gu family?
An Xiaoxiao stood there motionless, as if struck by lightning.