bestfiction Chapter 271 Everything proceeded as he had anticipated.
Chapter 271 Everything proceeded as he had anticipated.
Fu Chengli's lips curled up slightly, his smile tinged with a hint of mockery.
Yet, it also subtly revealed a sense of helplessness.
Seeing that An Ying still avoided answering, his eyes suddenly darkened.
The hand gripping her waist unconsciously tightened its hold.
"An Ying, what exactly are you running away from?"
His voice was low, and his eyes were swirling with emotion, as if he was suppressing countless unspoken words.
An Ying bit her lower lip, remaining silent.
The rain outside the car was getting heavier.
The sound of raindrops hitting the car window grew more and more urgent.
The air inside the car seemed to have frozen, so quiet it was unsettling.
An Ying lowered her head and leaned slightly forward.
She gently rested her fair and smooth forehead on his shoulder.
His coat still carried a slight chill from the rain, mixed with his unique woody scent, making her feel momentarily dazed.
"that........"
Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of uncertainty.
"Hmm?" he responded softly, his voice rising at the end, as if waiting for her to continue.
"If you propose, I will say yes, but..."
She paused, her voice growing softer and softer.
What she wanted to say was that she didn't want to be dragged into marriage by the feud between the two families.
She hoped that she could stand beside him with dignity and receive everyone's blessings, rather than become a sacrifice for the interests of her family.
However, before she could finish speaking, his lips sealed hers.
Fu Chengli only heard the word "willing".
Clearly, he didn't want to hear what came after "but".
His kiss was forceful yet tender enough to make one's heart tremble.
A warm breath instantly enveloped her, and his palm caressed her cheek, his fingertips applying slight pressure, as if he wanted to knead her whole being into his bones.
An Ying was initially somewhat resistant, but she quickly became immersed in his presence and couldn't help but respond to him.
Her fingers gripped his shirt tightly, but a pang of bitterness welled up in her heart.
If only there weren't all those grudges and entanglements...
------
The following day, at the headquarters of the Fu Group.
Fu Chengli had just stepped into his office when his phone rang.
He glanced down at the screen; it was Bai Lingsen, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time.
Since the Du family completely collapsed, Fu Chengli has never taken the initiative to contact Bai Lingsen again.
After all, Attorney Bai had already completed his undercover mission.
This phone call today........
Fu Chengli couldn't quite guess Bai Lingsen's purpose in contacting him at this moment.
He answered the phone, his voice languid: "What is it?"
On the other end of the phone, Bai Lingsen's voice was light and cheerful, with a hint of teasing: "Hey, President Fu, long time no see."
Fu Chengli chuckled, took a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a deep drag.
Amidst the swirling smoke, his expression appeared somewhat nonchalant.
“Bai Lu, I thought you had fled abroad with the Du brothers and would never come back.”
At this moment, Bai Lingsen was standing inside an abandoned industrial building.
His well-tailored suit accentuated his tall and slender figure.
His attire was completely out of place with his surroundings.
Bai Lingsen leaned against the wall, slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, and chuckled:
“How could I possibly run away with Du Yun? I’ve been in China assisting the public security authorities in liquidating their assets and handling related legal procedures. I’ve been so busy I haven’t had a moment to spare.”
He paused, a hint of smugness in his voice: "Those two idiots in the Du family, they'll never know I'm an undercover agent, right? Mr. Fu, guess what, will Du Yun hire an assassin to kill me in the future?"
Fu Chengli said calmly, "No one knows your identity. Besides, you've done me a great service this time. What do you want? A position? Money? Just name your name."
However, the lawyer on the other end of the phone remained silent.
Upon hearing this, Bai Lingsen raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.
He did have things he wanted, but those things were long gone.
These days, his friends in Beicheng messaged him, saying that Ye Rao seems to be in a relationship with the young master of the Li family.
The two were inseparable, living a sweet and peaceful life.
It's enviable.
It also made him feel sad.
Bai Lingsen knew that ever since he decided to accept Fu Chengli's arrangement to enter the Du family, he had left Ye Rao without saying goodbye during college.
Those two are long gone.
He suppressed the bitterness in his heart and forced a smile.
"I don't want anything anymore. I've made enough money following the Du family all these years. My most important thing now is to stay alive."
He paused, then his tone became more sincere: "However, most importantly, I still want to thank President Fu for his protection over the years."
"Back then, the Du family ruined my family and caused my death. I endured humiliation for so many years just to get revenge. Now, seeing the Du family collapse is really satisfying!"
Fu Chengli responded calmly, "The Du family has fallen. What are your plans now?"
Bai Lingsen smiled bitterly: "What else can I do? Run away. If my undercover identity is exposed, my death won't be far off."
Fu Chengli was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "If you have any trouble in the future, feel free to contact me anytime."
Bai Lingsen chuckled.
He had known Fu Chengli for many years and knew him well; he was ruthless and decisive.
He showed no mercy when he dealt with the Qin family back then.
Even if it was his ex-fiancée's family.
But recently, he felt that Fu Chengli had changed a lot.
Her whole demeanor softened.
His every move exuded the air of a "husband".
Could it be that something good is really on the horizon?
Bai Lingsen asked, "President Fu, how are you and An Ying doing? Are you getting married soon?"
Fu Chengli gave a lazy reply.
Thinking of this, Bai Lingsen couldn't help but tease, "President Fu, let me give you a gift."
Fu Chengli paused in signing the document, his tone indifferent: "Bai Lingsen, there's no need for that."
Bai Lingsen's smile deepened: "President Fu, don't stand on ceremony with me. This gift is crucial evidence that can completely bring down Fu Haidong and guarantee you the right to be the heir to the Fu family. Are you sure you don't want it?"
Fu Chengli's gaze darkened, the cigarette between his fingers paused slightly, but his voice remained calm: "Speak."
As Bai Lingsen recounted his story over the phone, Fu Chengli listened calmly from beginning to end.
With his other hand, he casually fiddled with the lighter in his hand.
Very good, everything is going according to his plan.
As long as nothing unexpected happens...
After hanging up the phone, a series of urgent knocks came from the door.
"Please come in."
Fu Chengli looked up.
Secretary Chen and Butler Zhao walked in at the same time.
A hint of surprise flashed across his face: "Uncle Zhao?"
Butler Zhao asked with a worried expression, "Mr. Fu, are you free now?"
For some reason, Fu Chengli had a gut feeling that something had happened to the old man...
Fu Chengli: "Uncle Zhao, you go first."
Butler Zhao: "The good news about the bombing couldn't be kept secret. The old man found out just now, and he was so angry that he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was hospitalized in critical condition!"