Miscarriage.
The two words "miscarriage" were like a bomb, instantly jolting Wen Baozhu's nerves.
Her face began to turn slightly pale.
Seeing that Wen Baozhu was scared, the woman found it quite amusing and couldn't help but continue to provoke her. "Do you want to know why she had a miscarriage?"
Without caring whether Wen Baozhu wanted to listen or not, the woman directly told her the answer. "Because, it was Fu Sheng who personally aborted the baby."
"......Fu Sheng?" Wen Baozhu's voice trembled.
The woman smiled faintly, with a hint of cruelty in her eyes. "Because, Fu Sheng would never allow a child of the Fu family to be born into this world. Not even yours."
The moment the last word fell, Wen Baozhu's hairs stood on end, and a dense chill ran down her back.
Wen Baozhu's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to ask further, Fu Lian came downstairs from the second floor.
At a glance, he saw the two women facing off, one of them as pale as a sheet. Fu Lian's face darkened.
"Shu Na."
Hearing the man's cold voice, Shu Na immediately withdrew her aggressive stance and took two steps back, her tone lazy. "Alright, alright. I was just chatting with my successor."
She turned her head, facing Fu Lian's cold gaze without any trace of fear.
"Remember to transfer the final payment to my account. I'm taking a flight to London tonight. I'm leaving soon."
"Oh, right," Shu Na turned around, as if determined to finish what she had to say. She flashed a smile at Wen Baozhu. "Good luck, sweetheart."
After saying that, Shu Na walked straight towards the door.
The waiter quickly opened the door for her.
The door opened and closed, and a cold wind rushed in through the gap, hitting Wen Baozhu's face directly.
She instinctively pulled her shawl.
"Cold?" By now, Fu Lian had walked up to Wen Baozhu. He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. "I told you to wear more when you left home. Why are you still so disobedient?"
Actually, it wasn't cold on the way here. It was just that after hearing what was said earlier that she couldn't help but feel cold inside.
Wen Baozhu looked up, her voice soft. "Isn't Fu Sheng cold?"
Fu Lian replied, "I have another coat in the car."
He reached out and stroked her head, then helped her up. "Let's go. Get in the car."
......
At first, the car ride was very quiet.
Wen Baozhu still had on the suit jacket that Fu Lian had given her, while Fu Lian himself was wearing another one.
Wen Baozhu turned her head and pretended to look out of the window, avoiding eye contact with the man beside her.
However, the man wasn't going to give her a chance to keep her distance. "What are you staring at outside?"
"I'm looking at the street view. It's full of festive atmosphere."
Fu Lian laughed. "They've been up for a few days. How come you still never get tired of looking at them?"
Wen Baozhu didn't know how to explain that in fact, she wasn't really looking at the street view.
Her mind was filled with what Miss Shu had said earlier. Every word, every sentence, kept echoing in her mind.
Her mind was in a complete mess, and there was no one to sort it out for her.
Fu Lian stared at her and noticed that her eyelashes were blinking frequently. His heart sank.
"What did Shu Na say to you just now?"
"Huh? Oh." Wen Baozhu turned her head and carefully chose her words. "She said that she used to be your old pawn, and I'm your new one."
The words were a bit crude but the meaning was accurate, and it was indeed the truth.
However, the man still frowned slightly, displeased with this description that objectified oneself.
He asked indifferently, "Anything else?"
As he asked, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap.
It was a very familiar way of getting along. Wen Baozhu obediently moved closer and leaned on his shoulder, allowing him to hold her tightly.
"Anything else......" Wen Baozhu blinked and still lied. "She said that I should be a good pawn for Fu Sheng and not make you angry, or I might end up like her."
"Is she that kind - hearted?" Fu Lian sneered, not quite believing her answer.
Shu Na was ambitious and only had money in her eyes.
She was nothing like Wen Baozhu.
Seeing that the man didn't ask further, Wen Baozhu quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Actually, she originally wanted to ask whose child Miss Shu had been pregnant with.
According to the tabloid gossips in Hong Kong, Miss Shu should have been someone that Fu Lian had placed beside Fu Nian.
The child should have been Fu Nian's.
But there's always an exception.
What if it was Fu Lian's child?
Even further, what if it was really Fu Lian who aborted his own child?
What should Wen Baozhu, who was pregnant, do then?
At that moment, Wen Baozhu suddenly realized that she didn't dare to face the answer to this question.
Because of fear, she would rather not ask and remain ignorant.
Sometimes, it's good to be a muddle - headed person.
"What about you? Do you have anything you want to ask?" Apparently, Fu Lian had believed her words, and his expression relaxed.
So Wen Baozhu said, "No. I'm just a bit surprised that the guest you were meeting was her. I thought it was a business partner."
Fu Lian smiled. "Is our Baozhu jealous?"
Wen Baozhu neither nodded nor shook her head.
She knew that Fu Lian enjoyed the feeling of her being jealous for him.
"She'll leave Hong Kong tonight," Fu Lian said in a gentle voice. "I've completely ended things with her."
Ended what?
The cooperation or the relationship?
Wen Baozhu didn't say a word.
"Without any accidents, she'll never step foot on this land again."
"Because Fu Sheng will transfer the money to her tonight?"
"I've already transferred it, the second after she finished speaking." Fu Lian's voice was deep. "I don't like being entangled."
Any problem that can be solved with money isn't a problem.
He was actually quite willing to do so.
Wen Baozhu nodded and softly asked, "Why did Fu Sheng end the cooperation with her?"
Fu Lian lowered his eyes and frowned slightly.
Why did his little bird have so many questions today?
Soon, Wen Baozhu started to answer her own question. "Is it because she's no longer useful to Fu Sheng?"
Her words were rather vague but somehow irritating.
Fu Lian's Adam's apple rolled, and his face turned cold. "She's insatiable."
Insatiable.
Wen Baozhu suddenly remembered what Fu Lian had told her before: If others had this chance, they would ask for everything from him without hesitation.
But she was so silly that she didn't ask for anything.
Thinking of this, Wen Baozhu couldn't help but smile.
Fu Lian noticed something was wrong with the girl in his arms. He lowered his head to search for her eyes. "What are you smiling at?"
"I'm just glad that I didn't ask for anything, so I could be valued by Fu Sheng and stay by your side."
Fu Lian's face darkened completely, and his eyes became unfathomable.
"Wen Baozhu, your words today are really unpleasant."