northernbook Chapter 105 The heartless Zhang Yu breaks his heart
Chapter 105 The heartless Zhang Yu breaks his heart
"Who are you talking to on the phone again?" Bai Lan saw him and scolded him, "You make so many calls every day, and I don't see how much money you make."
Fu Ruoshi felt wronged, "I made money, I was talking about the bonus."
Bai Lan walked into the restaurant and sat down. "You make money, you make money. Why is my daughter still using an iPhone 7 that's seven or eight years old? Look, the screen is broken."
"Grandma," Wen Zhixia didn't realize that the old lady was quite fashionable, "I don't like changing my phone. It's so troublesome to transfer files back and forth."
Bai Lan pointed at Fu Ruoshi and said, "Girl, why do you have to do this kind of thing yourself? You should do it for him. This is what he studied in college."
When she looked at Fu Ruo, she saw him holding a bowl of black chicken soup and eating it with great concentration.
"You only know how to eat," Bai Lan pointed at Wen Zhixia's empty bowl, "Where's your wife's?"
Wen Zhixia: "I'll do it myself..."
Fu Ruoshi paused, then immediately reacted and snatched the bowl from her, "Here you go."
He was angry, so he filled a big bowl for Wen Zhixia and placed it in front of her with a thud.
Wen Zhixia used to be self-sufficient in her meals. When Fu Ruoshi served her rice for the first time, she took it awkwardly. Looking at the bowl full of white fungus that was about to burst out, someone's resentment was obvious.
She has seen many patients with unstable emotions in the hospital. This is a normal pathological reaction and she doesn't care.
Seeing Wen Zhixia finish the whole bowl of porridge, Bai Lan said happily, "Grandma will make it for you tomorrow if you want to eat anything else."
"Grandma, I won't be coming tomorrow night." Wen Zhixia wiped her mouth embarrassedly. "I have to leave soon. There's a meeting at the hospital next week, and I have to sort out materials these days."
Before Bai Lan could say anything, Fu Ruoshi was the first to change his expression.
"Your presentation isn't until next week, what are you doing tomorrow?"
Wen Zhixia ignored him and said to her grandmother, "Ruoshi's injury is almost healed. He can move his hands now. I don't need to apply medicine to him anymore."
Bai Lan said "oh" and nodded with a worried look on his face, "Yes, yes, work is important, this is the first priority."
She didn't want to force her, and she almost broke Fu Ruoshi's leg with her kick under the table.
She should come to the manor to prepare materials for meetings. At least there are people here to serve her meals. Otherwise, if she gets hungry or sick, no one will know.
"Grandma, are you trying to break my legs?" Fu Ruoshi said with a dark face, "You think my injury isn't deep enough or painful enough, right?"
Wen Zhixia looked at him in surprise.
"Come here," Fu Ruoshi looked at her, "I have something to tell you."
After saying that, he left the restaurant alone and walked towards the corridor in the night.
Wen Zhixia put down the bowl and said, "Grandma, I'll go first."
She chased out of the restaurant and walked in the corridor for a long time before she saw Fu Ruoshi in the garden.
He stood under the wall lamp, the dim light casting a silhouette on his face, making his outline more three-dimensional and profound like the lighting in a movie.
"What's the matter?" Wen Zhixia approached, "Can't you tell me in front of grandma?"
Fu Ruoshi hesitated for a moment and said, "You should keep the Xu family's money as compensation for your grandfather. I'll ask Old Xu to call me and I'll transfer it to you."
Wen Zhixia shook her head. "You can't take this money. It will cause trouble if you take it. Don't take it. Just return it to them."
"No, why are you so stubborn?" Fu Ruoshi frowned. "It wasn't me who gave it to you, it was the Xu family. Isn't it a matter of paying back what you owe? Who are you picking on, not just the money?"
Wen Zhixia lowered her eyes. "Because I want to separate from you, I don't want to have anything to do with your circle anymore. I want to leave your world with a clean slate. Is that okay?"
The heartless words were like a thunderclap, making Fu Ruoshi's heart ache.
He lowered his head and looked at her with a frown. Looking into her calm eyes, a deep sense of loneliness welled up in his heart.
There is nothing worse than this feeling.
He was willing to give everything he had, but she refused to take a penny.
"I see your injury is almost healed, so I won't stay here tonight." Wen Zhixia stopped looking at him and turned to leave.
Fu Ruoshi followed Wen Zhixia and tried to ask her to stay several times, but he didn't know what reason to give and he knew he would be rejected if he asked.
He was helpless, but he couldn't bear to let her go.
Wen Zhixia walked for a while, and the footsteps behind her never stopped. She turned around helplessly and bumped into his broad shoulders unexpectedly.
"hiss......"
Fu Ruoshi was hit in the injured area by her and took a step back suddenly. He lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Zhixia awkwardly. Under his thick black eyelashes, his eye sockets were red from the night wind.
"Sorry..." Wen Zhixia looked away, "Go back, grandma is still waiting for you."
Fu Ruoshi was about to speak when his cell phone rang.
He took a look and saw that it was Liu Zhen calling.
"explain."
"Mr. Fu, Chairman Xu said that the apology money he gave to his wife was paid for with your life. Please accept it, otherwise your beating will be in vain. He watched you grow up, and he doesn't want both of us to lose..."
Fu Ruoshi quickly hung up the receiver.
However, in this quiet courtyard, Liu Zhen's voice still clearly reached Wen Zhixia's ears.
Wen Zhixia stopped in her tracks instantly.
In exchange for your life?
Was this beating for her?
Wen Zhixia turned her head in disbelief.
When she stared at Fu Ruo, she saw the evasion and embarrassment on his face.
Wen Zhixia was touched and immediately turned her back, wanting the night breeze to soothe her mood, but the more it blew, the more blurred her vision became.
She walked faster and faster, and the footsteps behind her became more and more urgent.
She trotted all the way to the gate of the manor, and Fu Ruoshi finally caught her.
"Why are you running?" Fu Ruoshi stopped her. "I asked for this myself. It has nothing to do with you. If you don't want it, forget it. I won't force you. I'll take a beating to teach myself a lesson."
Wen Zhixia lowered her eyes.
"Got it. I'm going home."
Fu Ruoshi followed her and said, "I'll take you there."
Wen Zhixia originally wanted to say no, but when she looked up and saw Fu Ruoshi's increasingly thin face and the wounds on his back, she really couldn't say it.
She can learn everything except how to hurt others.
In other words, her heart hurts even more when she says hurtful words.
"I want to go to my grandfather's house first and sweep the floor for him. If you don't mind it being unlucky, come on over."
Fu Ruoshi was overjoyed when he saw that she did not refuse.
"Okay, okay, I'll accompany you!"
He quickly asked the security to drive the car out of the garage. This silver Pagani convertible was his wedding car, the car that took Wen Zhixia to the wedding day.
Only after the car drove away did Bai Lan slowly come out of the corridor with the support of Mrs. Li.
"Xiao Li, do you think they really don't care about each other?" Bai Lan looked at the receding car lights, worried.
Mrs. Li shook her head. "These two kids are so stubborn. It's really giving me a headache."
Bai Lan shook his head, "But when we were dating and getting married, there weren't as many twists and turns as now..."
The night wind blew, and it had just rained in Jincheng at night, so the air was cool and refreshing.
The Pagani drove at a constant speed on the wide ring road.
This sports car was Fu Ruoshi's wedding car when he married Wen Zhixia. Now, three years later, he accompanied Wen Zhixia to drive this car again, and his mood was completely different.
Wen Zhixia looked at the brightly lit city coastline and felt as if she were in another world.
"The first time I rode in this car was on our wedding day," she said, looking into the distance and hugging Weiliang's shoulders. "I didn't expect the second time I rode in it would be when we were about to part."
Fu Ruoshi looked straight ahead, reached for the suit from the back seat, and handed it to her thin shoulders.
"According to your calculations, if I take you for a few more rides, will you be able to reconcile with me?"
His voice soon drifted in the wind as the car accelerated, sounding empty and cold.