The domineering president meets her

Fu Shi's bloodshot eyes were cold and pointed: "It's not as simple as just drugging me. I guess he wanted to set up a trap. He threatened the woman to sue me for sexual assault. And in order to save face, I had to agree to give him 15% of the profit."

Ye Yiyun took a deep breath and said, "This foreign bastard is really cruel. Fortunately, you were careful in advance."

At this time, Fu Shi's phone rang.

"Mr. Fu, I have arranged for all the major media to go out and film the mess at Barron's place. The headlines are sensational. His father and the maternal family behind him want to kick Barron out in order to protect the company's image."

Fu Shi sneered: "This is too cheap for him. If he wants me to give him 15% profit, it depends on whether he has the life to eat it."

The person on the other end of the phone continued, "There is one more thing I want to report to you."

"explain."

"You ordered us to secretly investigate the matter behind the old ghost of the Wen family, and we made a significant discovery..."

Fu Shi narrowed his eyes, and a cold light shone out.

She pursed her lips tightly: "Close to the flesh!"

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

……

Su Yin got up and was forcibly carried by Fu Shi to the dining table to eat. He never spoiled her and always told her to eat when it was time to eat.

"I have no appetite."

"Eat more, and then go to bed after eating." He handed the milk to her.

Su Yin felt drowsy and sleepy, and her hands were not steady, so the milk spilled out.

Fu Shi immediately grabbed her hand. Her skin was white and tender, and it was scalded by the milk. He took some ice and applied it to her face. After seeing her thin face, he resisted the urge to say something to her.

Su Yin was awakened by the pain from the burn, and her sleepiness was alleviated.

I inadvertently glanced at the suitcases I had packed at the entrance. I had clearly asked the courier to pick them up, so why did they come back?

Her face turned pale, her eyes drooped sadly, and she withdrew the hand that he was holding gently.

The man glanced at her movements and whispered meaningfully, "Are you so anxious to leave here?"

Su Yin blinked her tired eyelids, and her eyes were sore: "If I say yes, will you let me?"

Fu Shi pinched her chin and looked at her carefully for a while. She was pale and bloodless, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and she looked visibly uncomfortable.

He picked up the milk that the servant had reheated and put it to her mouth: "Yes, but I have to follow you wherever you go."

Su Yin said nothing. It would be a lie to say she was not moved. If she didn't know that he had a fiancée, these words would have sounded like the sweetest love words in the world.

She quickly lowered her wet eyes and drank the milk, but after a few sips, she felt sick again and ran to the bathroom, vomiting it all. Lying on the sink, the dizziness surged towards her like a wave, and she cursed the man in her heart for being so inhuman, domineering and authoritarian.

In a trance, she heard footsteps. Fu Shi was holding something in his hand. He helped her sit up and leaned against him, then fed something into her mouth.

It wasn't until she tasted sweetness in her mouth that she realized it was glucose.

She was prone to hypoglycemia, so she carried sugar with her at work and in her bag, and glucose at home for emergency use. She had forgotten about it recently. After a while, she stopped feeling dizzy, and said, "I don't want to drink anymore."

The man saw that after she drank, her complexion gradually became brighter and she also had the strength to show her temper. He sneered: "Were you just scolding me for being inhumane?"

Su Yin was slightly stunned.

Fu Shi snorted and carried her to the sofa: "You have no conscience."

Su Yin leaned back for a long time before she recovered. She found that Fu Shi was no longer around and had disappeared. She sat up, hugging her knees, and suddenly felt empty in her heart.

I don’t know why, but ever since that dinner, whenever I see Fu recently, his temper has become unpredictable and his mood has been very unstable.

Could it be that he was provoked by her talking about his fiancée, so his true nature was exposed?

Suddenly I felt uncomfortable in my stomach and couldn't help but run to the bathroom to vomit.

She sat back on the sofa, leaning against the cushion, thinking weakly about the two of them from the initial passionate love to the current indifference and restrictions. She should also clearly understand her weight in his heart. He has no place for her at all. Maybe his love for her is really just possessiveness.

As the heir to the Fu family, the largest family in the imperial capital, he is a child of destiny and a star-studded existence.

How could he condescend to marry someone of her background?

He forced her to repeat what he said yesterday, not to prove how much he loved her, but to tell her that their relationship would only end when he said it himself.

Thinking of this, Su Yin sat there stiffly with tears in her eyes, and before she knew it, she buried her head in her knees and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I sat there. Fu Shi came over with a big casserole in his hand, which was steaming. He put the casserole on the low coffee table and sat on the sofa next to Su Yin.

Su Yin felt someone around her, so she opened her eyes.

He was seen using a spoon to stir the contents of the small bowl. Su Yin took a look and saw emerald green onions, fragrant and glutinous rice porridge and faintly visible meat slices. A familiar aroma wafted into her face.

"Try a bite." Fu Shi picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful. Just as he was about to hand it to her mouth, he seemed to remember something and touched the spoon to his lips.

Not hot.

"Try to eat it." He commanded.

The spoon was already at her lips, and Su Yin had to open her mouth. The warm and sticky porridge melted between her lips and teeth, and the familiar taste immediately teased her taste buds. It was her favorite mushroom chicken porridge! She chewed the tender chicken slices, put aside her unhappiness, and looked at Fu Shi in disbelief.

"I asked the nutritionist to make it." Seeing that she was enjoying the meal and showed no signs of nausea, Fu Shi quickly handed her another spoonful.

Su Yin opened her mouth obediently, but was skeptical about what he said.

Those two nutritionists who grew up drinking foreign education can actually make the clay pot porridge from their small hometown?

Thinking back to the soups they had made before, the ingredients in them were all varied and it all felt like a hodgepodge. Now they can actually make these exquisite and filling casserole porridges?

Su Yin asked tentatively: "You cooked it, right?"

Fu Shi's hand holding the spoon paused.

Su Yin asked again, "Did you learn cooking from Aunt Li?"

Fu Shiyou scooped a spoonful of porridge to her mouth and stopped her from talking: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"When did you contact Aunt Li... Ugh!"

"How could Aunt Li agree to this... Ugh!"

Fu Shi fed Su Yin porridge mouthful after mouthful. As soon as she opened her mouth, the porridge was stuffed into her mouth, not giving her any chance to speak.

After feeding her half a bowl, Fu Shi stopped because he was afraid she couldn't bear it. She vomited again a little later.

At this moment, he picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth.