jdhmnovel Chapter 124 Car Crash
Chapter 124 Car Crash
Listening to the woman's rambling on the phone, Fu Chengli calmly took out another pair of chopsticks.
"Mom, I was just kidding."
Yin Mei hesitated: "Play? Play with whom?"
Fu Chengli shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, his cheeks bulging with food, and said half-jokingly as he chewed:
"Your daughter-in-law."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
Fu Chengli sighed: "Just kidding."
Yin Mei slowly asked, "Son, is my daughter-in-law a man?"
Fu Chengli: "........."
Seeing that Fu Chengli remained silent, Yin Mei added a few more words:
"It's okay, son. I've been abroad for so long and seen everything. If you like something, I like it too. And the men are great. At least I don't have to worry about taking care of your kids anymore..."
Fu Chengli's phone was on speakerphone.
Upon hearing this, Secretary Chen felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly picked up the chopsticks that had fallen to the ground and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to hide.
Fu Chengli said irritably, "Woman, she's a woman."
Yin Mei said "Oh," and then asked, "When can I let Mom meet her?"
Fu Chengli chuckled softly: "Go back to China first. You'll definitely see him when you return."
Yin Mei said with a smile, "You little rascal, trying to seduce me back again?"
Fu Chengli: "Didn't you want to meet your future daughter-in-law?"
Yin Mei nodded: "Yes, how has your dad been treating you lately?"
Fu Chengli said lazily, "Not good at all. He wants me to get out every day so that his precious youngest son can come back and take over."
Yin Mei: "He dares!"
She paused, then gritted her teeth and said, "How come that bastard Fu Haidong hasn't been completely drained of his essence by that bitch Gao Lu yet?"
After finishing his meal, Fu Chengli put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.
"She's not dead, she's in great spirits. I heard she wants to have a third child, to give me another little brother."
Yin Mei's voice was laced with mockery:
"Heh, a nearly sixty-year-old geezer, still having...erotic...dreams every day."
After saying that, Yin Mei seemed to remember something, and she sighed softly: "Son, that's how marriage is. Whoever outlasts the other wins. In the end, a marriage will only make you enemies."
Fu Chengli flicked a cigarette with his finger and put it to his lips: "Mom, she's not that kind of person."
Yin Mei said "Oh," and then smiled and said, "Son, you've been through so much since you were little. Mom hopes you can be happy."
Fu Chengli's gaze drifted into the distance, his voice deep and magnetic: "Yes, she's fine. You'll see when you meet her."
Yin Mei said meaningfully, "Oh, you're really infatuated? But let me tell you, that 45-degree photo of yours is pretty fake. If a normal human gets a fever of 45 degrees, they're basically half dead. You didn't fake it convincingly, do you think she'll even pay attention to you?"
Fu Chengli: "......."
Fu Chengli hung up on his mother, exited the call, and swiped to open WeChat.
In just a short while, he received hundreds of new messages of concern and greetings on WeChat.
"Mr. Fu, what's wrong with you? Would you like to have a private doctor come to your home to take a look?"
"Young Master Fu, I won't be asking you to drink for a while. Take good care of yourself and get some rest."
"President, you don't seem to be feeling well. Should we reschedule some of the upcoming meetings?"
.........
Only An Ying's chat box remained silent.
Fu Chengli stubbed out his cigarette hard.
Tsk, what a mistake.
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On the day of the planning meeting, An Ying got up very early.
As she went out, she saw the man's figure downstairs and couldn't help but frown.
It had been a long time since I'd seen him, and he had a new hairstyle.
On a chilly morning, the man's shaved head looked particularly cool.
An Ying hesitated before stepping forward, then parted her red lips slightly: "Mr. Lu, it's been a long time."
Lu Qiyao stared blankly at An Ying.
His eyes were glued to her, as if bewitched.
It's been quite a while since I've seen her, but she's still as beautiful as ever.
An Ying: ? ? ?
Lu Qiyao just stared blankly, without explaining his purpose.
An Ying didn't have time to waste with him, and waved her hand at him: "Could you please not block the middle of the road?"
Lu Qiyao moved to the side: "Xiao Ying, I need to talk to you."
An Ying glanced at her watch: "I don't have time today."
Lu Qiyao's voice was low, with a hint of grievance in his words:
"Xiao Ying... why have you become so cold? You've changed. Have you fallen out of love with me? Don't you love me anymore?"
An Ying: ? ? ?
In her view, Lu Qiyao's speech was like an alien language.
An Ying looked confused.
The two had broken up a few months ago. Lu Qiyao almost married An Xiaoxiao, and she had already started a new life.
Why are we suddenly bringing up these old stories again?
After a few seconds, An Ying frowned and glared at Lu Qiyao as if he were an idiot.
She didn't want to talk to idiots; she hated stupidity.
An Ying shook her head, turned around and got into her car.
He stepped on the gas and sped away.
I heard from Shu Wen a few days ago that Lu Qiyao was going back to China to resume Lu's business.
As a result, this person went straight to her building to report as soon as he got back.
Today's planning meeting marks her first significant achievement since joining the Fu family business.
What a coincidence that he suddenly appeared on the day of her project meeting.
Halfway through the drive, An Ying's phone suddenly rang.
Unknown number.
An Ying guessed that it might be someone from the company who wanted to contact her, so she immediately pressed the call button.
Then Lu Qiyao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiaoying, I really miss you. Can we have a proper talk? Don't avoid me."
An Ying took a deep breath: "Lu Qiyao, I'm not avoiding you, I'm not avoiding anyone, and I haven't done anything shameful. Don't flatter yourself."
Lu Qiyao hummed in agreement and said, "Okay, just consider it my wishful thinking. Give me ten minutes, just ten minutes will do."
An Ying flatly refused: "Lu Qiyao, there's nothing for us to talk about."
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
The car was driven to the vicinity of the company.
An Ying was about to drive the car to the parking lot.
Suddenly, a red Lamborghini sports car sped out from behind the car.
The red sports car sped toward An Ying.
Realizing something was wrong, she slammed on the brakes and tried to turn around.
But it's too late.
The red sports car came speeding up and crashed into the front of An Ying's car with a loud bang.
boom--
The airbag deployed.
Although An Ying was unharmed, she was stuck between the seat and the airbag and could not move.
Once the impact on the car had subsided, An Ying peeked through the window and saw the man getting out of the red sports car.
It was Lu Qiyao.
An Ying shouted angrily, "Lu Qiyao, are you crazy?!"
Lu Qiyao, who had totaled a Lamborghini sports car, didn't seem to care much.
He said quietly, "Who told you not to listen to me obediently?"
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On the other side, in the senior conference room of the Fu Group.
Fu Chengli stood in front of the mirror, slowly tying his tie.
Suddenly, Secretary Chen ran in and whispered in Fu Chengli's ear.
"President, something terrible has happened! Manager An was in a car accident in the parking lot downstairs."
Fu Chengli paused, his hand holding the tie still.
His face darkened, and he abruptly turned and walked out.
"I gonna go see."