After shouting at Wen Baozhu a couple of times, as if his emotions had been vented out, Li Wenshu gradually calmed down his anger.
Wen Baozhu had been standing there for quite a while. Li Wenshu cleared his throat and seriously admonished, "I've read the prenatal check - up report. Usually, you should take good care of your body. It's not easy to conceive this child. Don't have a miscarriage again."
Wen Baozhu nodded and said that she understood and would be more careful in the future.
Fu Lian lifted his lips slightly. "Have you finished scolding? If so, we'll go back first. There are still things to do in the company."
"You're really career - oriented." Li Wenshu snorted coldly, his words full of sarcasm. "You've been working hard on things that have nothing to do with you all these years."
If it had been before, Wen Baozhu might not have understood the meaning behind these words, but now she did.
On the surface, Fu Lian was a magnificent and authoritative figure, but in fact, he was just a good money - making dog for the Fu family.
She herself was one level lower.
She was Fu Sheng's dog, a dog among dogs, Wen Baozhu thought self - deprecatingly.
Facing the ridicule and sarcasm from his own mother, Fu Lian didn't care. He just glanced at the fragments on the ground and sneered, "If I don't make money well, how can I afford to let you buy so many vases to smash?"
Li Wenshu endured it again and again. Then he looked up and gave a look to the nanny.
The nanny immediately walked up to Wen Baozhu and said she would take her to the room to rest.
Wen Baozhu knew in her heart that this was to get her out of the way.
She turned to look at Fu Lian. The other man raised his eyebrows and gave her a reassuring look.
After the door closed, Li Wenshu sneered, "You finally did something right, but you still have to find some flies to ruin my mood?"
Fu Lian said, "If you don't like them, you can just step in and get rid of those flies yourself."
He really had the nerve to say that.
Now that the negative scandals were flying everywhere, would outsiders believe it if she, a mother - in - law, stepped in to cover it up?
They would only think it was a futile attempt to conceal.
Li Wenshu couldn't bear it any longer and immediately fired at Fu Lian, "Fu Lian, do you have to go against me?"
Fu Lian's tone was calm. "Over the years, which thing haven't I listened to you about? If you point east, I'll never go west; if you say south, I'll never go north. You've misunderstood me."
"Misunderstood?" Li Wenshu found it ridiculous, his face turning ashen. "Do you really think there's no one in charge of the Fu family now? Or do you think I'm too old to be in my right mind?"
She sneered. "If you have any objections to my arrangements, you can just say it directly. Now you're using tricks and making the Fu family a laughing - stock in the eyes of outsiders. Aren't you ashamed?"
Fu Lian said, "I'm also a member of the Fu family. Why would I do something that shoots myself in the foot?"
"If you really think so, why do you let the paparazzi write nonsense? Fu Lian, I've said before that the child in Wen Baozhu's belly can only be Fu Nian's. You know better than me how the media is writing about this!"
"If you need, I'll ask the public relations department to step in right now."
"Enough!" Li Wenshu raised his voice sharply. "Don't think I don't know. You want to spread the news of Fu Nian's death to force me to hand over the group, don't you?"
Fu Lian said faintly, "The dead can't come back to life. It's you who's deceiving yourself."
Li Wenshu glared at him angrily, staring firmly at Fu Lian's face. That look in his eyes was not like looking at a child, but more like looking at an enemy.
Suddenly, his face changed several times, from anger to pain. He coughed violently several times.
The nanny quickly came over, pouring water for Li Wenshu and handing him a handkerchief, gently patting his back. "Madam, don't get angry."
Li Wenshu wiped the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief. When he looked up again, Fu Lian's face remained indifferent.
It was as if it had nothing to do with him.
It was no exaggeration to say that even if Li Wenshu coughed until he fainted, he might not even blink an eye.
His blood was as cold as his father's.
After a few seconds, Li Wenshu suddenly laughed, with a coldness at the corner of his mouth. "Even if I die, the Fu family will never fall into your hands."
Fu Lian said indifferently, "Rather than worrying about these things, you'd better take good care of your body first."
The warning had been given. His time was more precious than gold. There was no need to continue wasting time with Li Wenshu.
He asked casually as if it was just an afterthought, "The results of your last physical examination report were all okay?"
Li Wenshu's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "Of course. I'm very healthy. You don't need to worry."
"I hope so too." His tone suddenly became full of meaning. "If you suddenly collapse, I'll have to rack my brains to stabilize the stock market of Fu Corporation."
He smiled slightly. "It's tiring to be a dog. You should understand this truth better than me."
Li Wenshu's face darkened, as if his sore spot had been touched. He waved the handkerchief and threw it in Fu Lian's direction.
However, the handkerchief fluttered gently, deviated from the direction midway, and landed weakly on the ground.
Just like the fallen leaves in late autumn, no matter how much it struggled, it was already at the end of its strength.
Fu Lian smiled slightly. "I wish you a long life."
...
Wen Baozhu was sitting on the bed in the guest room.
She could hear the intermittent shrill female voice and the deep male voice outside, and guessed that the two of them must have had an argument.
Unable to resist her curiosity any longer, Wen Baozhu tiptoed to the door and pressed her ear hard against the door panel, trying to hear what was going on outside.
But unfortunately, the door panel was of good quality, and she couldn't hear a single word clearly.
She put her hands on the door, trying to get closer to listen. Her whole body was pressed against the door.
Suddenly, someone pulled the door open from the outside. Caught off guard, Wen Baozhu almost fell.
Fortunately, the man reacted quickly and reached out his arm to catch her.
Wen Baozhu only felt that her body suddenly lost its balance. Instinctively, she reached out to grab the man's clothes to maintain her balance.
As a result, she almost threw herself into his arms.
This sudden intimate contact made Wen Baozhu a little embarrassed. She wanted to push him away, but the man's arm tightened even more.
"So eager to throw yourself into my arms?" Fu Lian said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Wen Baozhu felt embarrassed and quickly stood up from his arms, taking two steps back to keep a safe distance.
"... Have Mr. Fu and Mrs. Li finished talking?" she asked while looking past Fu Lian into the living room.
"She's gone back to her room to rest." When mentioning Li Wenshu, Fu Lian's face showed a bit of coldness, as if he didn't want to talk about it further.
Wen Baozhu knew how to read the situation. Knowing that Fu Lian was in a bad mood now, she sensibly didn't continue to ask.
Instead, she asked in a low voice, "Are we going back to the villa now?"
"Otherwise, do you want to stay here for the night?"
Wen Baozhu shook her head like a rattle, with unwillingness written all over her face.
Fu Lian couldn't help but smile. "Let's go."
When passing by the living room, Wen Baozhu noticed the scattered vase fragments on the ground and felt sorry in her heart.
Such a beautiful work of art should have been well - treasured.
It was a pity that the wealthy families never cared about these things. After today, there would still be a new vase placed in the Fu Mansion tomorrow.
It would only be more beautiful, more expensive, and more elegant.
No one would know that another unique and expensive vase had been broken here the day before.
Because it was unimportant, it could be easily replaced.
People were the same.