The moment Meng Peiyu spoke, Fang Yuan took out her phone and quickly scanned the entertainment section.
When she saw the relevant content, her pupils constricted.
When she saw Wen Baozhu nestled in Fu Lian's arms, she almost threw her phone out of sheer hatred.
So, Fu Lian left her alone in Norway not for work or business projects, but to pick up Wen Baozhu in his private helicopter himself?
Moreover, they were photographed by paparazzi. Did he really not care about her feelings as his fiancée at all?
At first, people were whispering. But as they sensed Fang Yuan's gloomy mood, they dared not discuss anymore.
"These paparazzi always write nonsense. How could Mr. Fu be such a person?"
"Yuan Yuan knows Mr. Fu better than we do. These must be baseless rumors."
"Exactly. After all, they're family. Mr. Fu is so kind..."
"Moreover, I heard that Fu Nian's fiancée is just a country girl. How could Mr. Fu take a fancy to a country girl? Ridiculous."
They all seemed like smart alecks, chattering to calm Fang Yuan's anger. But in fact, they were secretly laughing at her.
Others dared not offend Fang Yuan openly, but Meng Peiyu wasn't afraid.
She seemed to think the fire wasn't burning hot enough and continued to snicker behind her hand. "Yes, Mr. Fu is so much of a gentleman. His sister - in - law is pregnant, and he's so considerate that he'd even pick her up by helicopter himself."
"I'm so envious of Miss Fang. You have such a great boyfriend and future husband."
Her tone was sarcastic, completely ignoring Fang Yuan's darkened face. "At first, my daddy wanted me to marry Fu Nian, and I was so reluctant. If I'd known Mr. Fu was such a gentleman and so considerate even to his sister - in - law, I would have..."
She seemed to deliberately stir Fang Yuan's anger and then suddenly stopped. She slapped her thigh regretfully. "Oh! Why am I saying this? It's too late now. She's already pregnant!"
It's too late now.
She's already pregnant.
The veiled taunts and sarcasm were like sharp swords stabbing at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan's breathing quickened. For a moment, she wanted to stand up and pour the water from the teacup on Meng Peiyu's face.
But in their social circle, status and etiquette were of utmost importance. If she did that, she'd be labeled as "barbaric" forever and become the talk of the town.
She didn't want that.
Fang Yuan gritted her teeth and clenched her fingers. On the surface, she remained calm and followed Meng Peiyu's words. "Of course, A Lian always treats everyone equally. He loves his younger brother, so it's natural that he'd take good care of his sister - in - law as well."
"Love the house and its occupants." Meng Peiyu repeated with a smile. "You're so magnanimous. I can't compare."
"It seems that Miss Fang will have a very happy married life. I'm so envious!"
Fang Yuan could hardly contain herself!
She was so angry that she wanted to stand up. The killing intent and venom in her eyes were hard to hide as she stared at Meng Peiyu.
The feud between them dated back a long time.
Actually, there was an inside story. It was said that before Mr. Fu passed away, he had arranged a marriage for Fu Lian with the Meng family, specifically Meng Peiyu.
The Meng family knew that the Fu family favored Fu Nian more. They were reluctant to let their daughter marry into the Fu family to be a sacrifice, so they found an excuse to decline.
The Fu family had to settle for Fang Yuan and Fu Lian's engagement.
It should have been a happy event. But Fang Yuan wasn't an easy - going person. She always said outside that the Fu family looked down on the Meng family, which was why the engagement was changed at the last minute.
It was okay the first one or two times, but after she said it too many times, Meng Peiyu got annoyed.
Who would want to be constantly stepped on?
Meng Peiyu was a typical charming and voluptuous beauty, and with her sharp tongue, no one dared to provoke her.
At this moment, she had clearly gained the upper hand and it was almost time to end the game.
Tired of the game, Meng Peiyu didn't want to waste any more time. "I have a date later. Everyone, I'll take my leave."
After walking two steps, she seemed to remember something and turned back, smiling sweetly at Fang Yuan. "Miss Fang, once you marry Mr. Fu, you and Miss Wen will be sisters. Bring her next time so we can all get to know her."
Fang Yuan took a deep breath. Her face was contorted with anger, but she still forced a smile. "Sure, I will next time."
...
Without external interference and with Fu Lian's encouragement, the paparazzi almost used all their tricks and pushed this scandal to the top.
On the streets and alleys, everyone was speculating about whose child Wen Baozhu was carrying.
Some people even started betting on the street whether the child was Fu Lian's or Fu Nian's.
The online discussion was boiling over, as lively as during the Chinese New Year.
In the midst of this entertainment frenzy, someone suddenly raised a crucial question: Where was Fu Nian?
Yes, why didn't Fu Nian show up?
With Fu Nian's cynical and unruly personality, how could he stay silent for so long without any news?
More and more people started discussing this question. Some even had conspiracy theories, speculating that Fu Nian might have lost the fight for the family fortune to Fu Lian and fled abroad.
For a while, the two hot topics "Wen Baozhu is so charming, her legs have ensnared two men" and "Where's Daddy? The internal strife in the Fu family" were ranked at the top.
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When Li Wenshu saw the news, her face turned ashen.
Furious, she threw the kettle in her hand, which knocked down the newly - bought gilded porcelain vase. It shattered with a "crash".
Fu Lian stood expressionlessly two meters away. "A vase worth six figures. You can smash it if you want. Anyway, the Fu Corporation makes a lot of money."
Li Wenshu turned around with a gloomy face. Looking at Fu Lian and Wen Baozhu, her eyes were bloodshot with anger.
Originally, Wen Baozhu's pregnancy was a happy event. But before Li Wenshu could even be happy, she watched as the public started to pay attention to Fu Nian again. Her smile didn't even last a few seconds.
"Wen Baozhu, what did I tell you?" she roared at Wen Baozhu angrily. "I told you to be more low - key. Is this how you follow my advice?"
Wen Baozhu lowered her head. She bit her lip and didn't say a single word in defense.
"I'm talking to you. Are you mute?"
Wen Baozhu managed to say, "Madam, it's my fault. I didn't notice the paparazzi."
Hearing this, Fu Lian turned to look at her in surprise.
In the morning when they returned to Hong Kong, she had said she'd shift all the blame onto him. But now, she didn't say a single bad word about him and chose to take the blame herself.
What a silly girl.
Li Wenshu raised her eyebrows. Her words were extremely harsh. "You didn't notice? I think you might as well donate your eyes. You don't need your retinas to give birth anyway."
As she said this, she glanced at Fu Lian. "Keep what's useful and get rid of what's useless. How many times do I have to tell you this, Wen Baozhu?"
Calling her Wen Baozhu over and over again, everyone knew who she was really referring to.
Did Li Wenshu not know that Fu Lian was the mastermind behind this?
It was just a veiled insult.