C21

"Because of me?" Slight Chill frowned as she stared at him like he was a monster.

"Slight Chill, I still love you."

Slight Chill sneered. Love her?

Love her just to roll in the sheets with other women?

Then his love was truly special!

"The main purpose of transferring assets and shares is to prevent you from leaving me completely after we get divorced."

"What do you mean?" Slight Chill was already confused by his eccentric logic.

"The meaning is simple. If your ex-wife becomes a lover and stays by my side for five years, I'll return the property and shares to your dad. What do you say?"

He stared at Xia Zhiyu and asked, "Do you feel disgusted when you say these words?" Since when did he become so shameless?

"Slight Chill, I know you still love me. I'll give you a few days to consider it, but not for me. For Fu Family, you'll agree, right?"

"Xia Zhiyu, scram, I can answer you right now. Even if I sell it outside, I won't agree to it. You are simply a lunatic!" She had never hated anyone so much before. After she finished speaking with a resolute tone, she rushed out of the room.

Xia Zhiyu's face became ugly, he fiercely smoked, lowered his head and found a certain newspaper's number, called it, and see how long she could last.

Slight Chill was so angry that she was on the verge of tears. When she got back to the car, she could not hold back her tears. She felt that he had lost his bottom line and had gone mad.

Mi Xia called and said that she had already arrived home, to stay with her grandmother for the night, and that she would be back tomorrow.

After hanging up, he saw that there was no name on the number 138 in his contact list. After thinking for a while, he still dialed it.

"Hello?"

"Do you have time today?"

"Send the time and place over, I'll come look for you."

"..."

At 10: 30, in a restaurant in the city center, Slight Chill had waited for Huo Subai for an hour already.

Although Huo Subai kept a low profile, he should still be a public figure. In order to attract unnecessary gossip, she chose to stay in the private room.

When Huo Subai came, he was talking on the phone, and he talked for more than 10 minutes before coming in.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It doesn't matter." Slight Chill said, taking a deep breath, "Professor Huo, I told you directly, I won't marry you." Talking about divorce with Xia Zhiyu a few hours ago had affected her mood, so when she saw him again, she lost her composure from before. She just wanted to draw a clear line between them immediately and not entangle herself too much.

Huo Subai stared at Slight Chill and raised her eyebrow. She pursed her lips with a smile that had some unknown meaning, and said indifferently: "I thought you would agree."

My family's condition is very bad, but I still hope to improve it through my own hard work. I am grateful for the help you have given me, other than marrying you, I can pay you back however you want, but when you are done thinking about it, you can call me and tell me, Professor Huo will see you later. Although she had already tried her best to control her emotions, it was still because Xia Zhiyu was a little angry at him, and she couldn't care less. Whether it was Xia Zhiyu or Huo Subai, the two of them were equally taking advantage of someone else.

Huo Subai leaned on the window and lit up a cigarette for himself. Through the thin layer of smoke, he saw that downstairs, the car was slightly cool and he got on a white car. The car drove out of the parking space and slowly disappeared from his sight.

He took a long drag from his cigarette, which was too smoky and made him squint.

"I know that marrying her will be very difficult, but I never thought it would be so difficult ?"

Tang Bei entered the room right after Slight Chill left. She stood by his side, momentarily unsure of how to respond.

He had been following Huo Subai since he was ten years old, and it had been 21 years since then.

Sometimes, he would not even need to open his mouth to know what he was going to do. This was a mutual understanding that the two of them had developed over the years.

Huo Subai did not talk much, and he did most of his duties as an assistant and bodyguard. There was basically no chatting like asking a friend for opinions, but this was the second time this month that he was "discussing" Fu Weiliang's problem with him.

Tang Bei was a little troubled, he had pushed forward the important meeting and needed to drive an hour to get here. When he came here, he had already guessed the result, but he still insisted on coming here, because being cold was different in his heart.

The one that Huo Subai did not lack was a woman, who looked different, who was fat and thin, but in these few years, he had kept himself clean and alone.

Other than Slight Chill, no one could make him have such patience.

He waited and plotted, but the result was unsatisfactory.

He had been witnessing this all these years, so he understood his feelings. He said, "I think you will get married, and she will understand you. Otherwise ?"

"Or what?" Huo Subai glanced at him.

"Or else there's no justice."

Huo Subai could not help but laugh, "You can even make fun of me? This is not the language style of your Mr. Tang. "

Tang Bei, "... What is my language style? "

"Like a robot."

"?"

"..."

Half an hour later, he arrived home feeling slightly cold.

Zhao Cheng was there as well, discussing some matters with her father.

"I'm back. There's something I need to discuss with you." Fu Qing called her.

"The proposal you made a few days ago is not bad."

"Thank you, Dad." Being praised, she felt slightly proud and embarrassed.

"Tomorrow is the company's anniversary. You have to accompany dad to attend the event and deliver a speech in my place. I also take this opportunity to introduce you to everyone."

Her father didn't have any shares left, he only had 20% of the shares held by Fu Family. If her father were to make a statement tomorrow, how embarrassing would it be for Xia Zhiyu to expose it in public?

Zhao City told her everything about the anniversary in detail before leaving.

"How did it go?" Fu Qing was a little heartbroken.

"There's no way out."

"He's just a good child, how can he ?"

That's right, Xia Zhiyu had actually lived in the Fu Family for exactly seventeen years. Slight Chill felt unspeakably sad, and she didn't understand how a fine person could become so shameless, and also didn't understand how a good home could suddenly become like this.

Slight Chill didn't dare tell her father how upset she was today to talk about divorce with Xia Zhiyu, as she was afraid that her condition would worsen.

Holding Fu Qing's arm, she smiled: "Dad, don't worry. There are a lot of good men, I'll just see what kind of talented young man there is tomorrow, I'll show it to you if it's appropriate."

Fu Qing frowned, "You cannot be anxious about this."

Slight Chill stuck out her tongue: "Today's weather is very good. In the afternoon, go buy clothes for Aunt Xiao and me. Our family of four hasn't been shopping for a long time."

"..."

On the twentieth anniversary of the Fu's Group, the whole company paid great attention to it, and held it as a royal ball at the city's most high-end, five-star diamond hotel. There were many famous people gathered there, as well as a lot of reporters and media, while Xia Zhiyu, the General Manager, did not attend the party because he was on official business.

At 7: 30 in the evening, Slight Chill finished her speech on stage and accepted the reporter's interview.

"Miss Fu, you make a speech on behalf of father. Is that Fu Dong's body condition really as the rumors say?"

"Is it true that your father had cancer?"

"?"

"Miss Fu, please answer ?"