After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

Could it be that they wanted to use Fu Yanshen as a shield to get past Mrs. Ouyang?

In the entertainment industry, I have seen many such examples.

The boss keeps entertainment stars, of course, regardless of gender.

They were afraid that their original spouse or the outside world would know about it, which would affect their reputation and interests, so they asked Canary to marry another celebrity and act as a nominal couple to hide their identity from others, while they continued to lurk secretly.

I used to think how much Shi Jin loved Fu Yanshen.

The purpose of co-writing is to make him the wrongdoer.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the unfamiliar ringtone of my cell phone startled me, and I covered my mouth tightly to avoid alerting the enemy.

"Dad...um...Mom called me on another cell phone..." Shi Jin's voice was accompanied by an emotional gasp.

"catch!"

Mr. Ouyang, who was having a video affair with Shi Jin, actually asked her to answer the phone.

My outlook on life was shattered to pieces.

Mrs. Ouyang: "Jin'er, where have you been? Why are you missing?"

"Mom...um...Mom, I suddenly...have a stomachache...in the bathroom..." Shi Jin's voice suppressed an ambiguous moan.

"Is it serious? Did you catch a cold or eat something bad? Are you on the first floor or the second floor? Mom will go find you."

"Ow..."

"What's the sound?" Mrs. Ouyang asked in alarm, listening to Mr. Ouyang's low breathing.

"Mom, what's the sound? I didn't hear it..." Shi Jin pretended to be stupid.

Listening to their conversation, I gritted my teeth.

This Shi Jin, how could she be worthy of Mrs. Ouyang?

That adopted son-in-law, Mr. Ouyang, was even less of a thing. He relied on his wife to reach his position, and even had an affair with his adopted daughter right under his wife's nose.

After ending the call, they were finally done.

At the banquet, I watched Mrs. Ouyang greeting Shi Jin and carefully selecting food to take care of her stomach. Thinking of the scandal between Shi Jin and her husband, I felt so nauseous that I couldn't even eat a bite.

"Qiaoqiao, why don't you eat? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mrs. Ouyang, who was diagonally opposite, asked me with concern.

I smiled slightly and said, "Not very hungry yet."

"Then you eat some fruit, your Aunt Xu's longevity peaches are pretty good..." She turned the disk and said to me very considerately.

"Thank you, madam. I'm allergic to peaches, so I won't eat them." I said with sincere gratitude.

The smile on her lips froze, and a pair of beautiful and delicate phoenix eyes looked at me intently. Her eyes were visibly red, as if she had remembered something sad.

Mrs. Xu came to toast, and she came back to her senses. I also stood up and drank and celebrated with everyone.

After the banquet was over and I returned to my residence, I uploaded the recording from the voice recorder to the cloud disk and did not mention it to anyone for the time being.

The International Economic Forum Summit held every five years was held in Beijing. Song Sinan gave me an admission ticket and invited me to accompany him. I also wanted to see the truly top business world and see what the big guys were investing in. field.

This summit is organized by the International Chaebol Organization and will announce the investment projects they have selected this year and provide them with capital support.

I was wearing a tailor-made suit, with wavy hair, an admission ticket hanging on my chest, and a briefcase in my hand. I appeared at the summit together with Song Sinan.

At a glance, one can see many big-shot figures in the domestic business community, as well as many Western faces.

Being with Song Sinan, I also became the focus of attention, and everyone seemed to be speculating on my relationship with him.

At 9:40 in the morning, the big guys entered the conference hall one after another. Before entering, Song Sinan gentlemanly let me go in, but I looked at his tie carefully.

"What?" He raised his eyebrows and asked warmly.

Me: "Mr. Song, your tie is twisted."

Song Sinan's face darkened, his brows furrowed, his thin lips pursed into a thin line, looking very intolerable.

I know he suffers from perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

I couldn't help laughing when I saw him looking so uncalm.

Song Sinan covered the tie knot with one hand and clasped my wrist with the other, pulling me to a corner where no one was.

"No mirror, please?" He locked his eyes with me and asked me in a questioning tone.

I pursed my lips and smiled, gave him the briefcase, walked closer to him, and carefully helped him arrange his tie.

The man's chest is straight, his dark blue silk twill tie has a warm silk luster, and his clothes exude a light and pleasant smell of ebony agarwood, showing him to be noble and ascetic.

At this moment, I vaguely felt that there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes staring at me from behind. It was an all-too-familiar feeling. I frowned and subconsciously turned my head to look.

The moment their eyes met, Fu Yanshen looked away and walked towards the door of the conference hall with long legs.

Behind him was Lin Xiao, who was carrying a briefcase.

I haven't seen him for a week since we were separated in the hospital last time, and he looks much thinner again.

At this moment, many big shots in the industry were pointing fingers at him.

Everyone pushed him down. In the business world, Mr. Fu used to be admired by all the stars. Now, when he falls from the altar, everyone can step on him.

"Doesn't he think that capital will still be willing to invest in him?"

"In my opinion, it's okay to declare bankruptcy."

"With his looks, it's not impossible for him to be a pretty girl for a rich woman."

"Don't tell me, I really heard that a certain well-known female entrepreneur said that she would support him, hahaha..."

Listening to these taunts, I couldn't help but grit my teeth.

I have experienced this scene before.

At this time, Fu Yanshen paused, his face expressionless, and his eyes swept over them, his eyes so indifferent that he seemed to be looking at a pile of dead things.

Everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to say another word.

Fu Yan entered the conference hall deeply.

"Are you ready?" Song Sinan's voice brought me back to reality.

I turned my head and realized that my own hands were tightly grasping the skirt of his suit, and the folds of the originally straight suit were pulled out by me!

I looked at him awkwardly.

He looked at the wrinkles, looking dumbfounded, and raised his hand to dust them off.

"It's almost time, let's go in." He smiled lightly at me.

I smiled sheepishly.

As soon as I entered the conference hall, I saw a pair that made me feel sick to my stomach.

Shi Jin, dressed in a white suit, held the arm of her adoptive father and old lover Mr. Ouyang intimately, and stood in front of Fu Yanshen.

"Yanshen, I value you so much that I am willing to hand over my precious daughter to you. Tell me about you. You can obviously gain both people and wealth, but you have to hit the wall..."

Mr. Ouyang looked condescending and scolded Fu Yan deeply.