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What does he mean by that?

After Han Chen left, Fu Huayong drove to the hospital, where he went to Ning Qian's sickroom. Without saying a word, a file was thrown right in front of her.

"Hua Yong, what do you mean?"

Now that Fu Huayong mentioned it, he became flustered.

"Is everything all right?"

The corner of Fu Huayong's mouth hooked up, "No matter what, someone said that I saw her yesterday at a bar."

"What?" Old Mistress Fu was immediately incensed. "How can she go to that kind of place?" The Fu Family's rules were strict. Women were never allowed to sing in the wild, and this bar was their first enemy.

Fu Huayong was very satisfied with Old Madam Fu's reaction. He leisurely added, "I heard … "He was even entangled by some hooligans."

Old Mistress Fu could no longer sit still after hearing his words. It was as if he had seen his own house on fire; his face was one of utter panic. "Is something wrong?"

Fu Huayong shook his head, "I'm not sure either." He said, "Wan Jiao has been pampered since she was young, how can a woman …" Before she even finished speaking, a gust of wind blew past Fu Huayong's ears, and she disappeared a long time ago.

Fu Huayong's expression became solemn, no longer showing any playfulness.

After Old Madam Fu left, the last bit of sound in the room disappeared. Fu Huayong rested one leg on the other, and looked at the window calmly. Even though Ning Qian's face changed again and again, the fingers holding the folder turned from red to white, and her lower lip became distorted from clenching her teeth.

"It's all fake, I won't believe it. Don't think that you can get my consent using this method, it's impossible."

At first, she thought that Fu Huayong wanted her to return to the company and indirectly express how important it was to her. But now, she finally understood that he wanted to use a different method to threaten her.

And now that she was gone, was she going to fight alone?

She had always thought that Ning Jin was the one who had created his current appearance, that she wanted her to die. Now that he had told her that he had caused everything himself, who could accept that?

Fu Huayong's attitude towards Ning Qian was not in the least bit surprised, as if it was all within his expectations, "Whether you believe me or not, this document will be announced before today. At that time, who will still care about whether you believe me or not?"

In front of the evidence, everyone had to lower their heads.

Fu Huayong stuttered, his tone filled with coldness. He understood that there was no possibility for the two of them to reconcile, or it could be said that they had been enemies from the very beginning, but he had been pursuing the matter in the past.

Panic flashed through Ning Qian's eyes as she did her best to reply, "No one will believe you." "I'm in a much better state than this stuff in the book. Everyone will believe me when the time comes."

These words could not help but be said for Fu Huayong's ears, and was also to strengthen himself. She definitely could not let this murderer, Ning Jin, off the hook.

Fu Huayong was still as indifferent as before, "Hmm, that makes sense, but don't forget who's backing Ning Jin, or do you think it's difficult for me to turn red into black with my abilities?"

The meaning behind his words was that whether you agreed or not didn't have much of an impact on him, and instead, it was more of a loss for yourself.

Ning Qian's face paled. She loved Fu Huayong so much, but Fu Huayong actually did this to her for that bitch's sake.

He couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

Why is that?

As his tears fell, the pain from his injuries was excruciating.

"Why are you always hurting me for that woman, Hua Yong? Do you not put me in your heart?"

There were many women who asked this question, and he was the one who said yes every time, how tired would he be. However, if he could save himself the unnecessary trouble, speaking a few words would be equivalent to moving his mouth.

Fu Huayong suddenly smiled, he stood up from the chair and walked a few steps to the side of the bed, and suddenly pulled in with Ning Qian. The atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, "What do you think?" After saying so, his nasal voice became longer, and there was a profound meaning to it that was hard to be heard. It sounded like he was picking on something. A joke or a trick?

He randomly extended his two hands and lightly caressed Ning Qian's face, causing her to feel moist, "A crying woman is not beautiful."

Ning Jin held his breath, and even his tears dried up in an instant. What did he mean?

Like her?

But if he liked her, why would he make her give up on revenge for Ning Jin, or would he make use of her?

The probing in his eyes intensified. "You, what exactly do you mean?" What if Fu Huayong said that he liked her, but requested to give up his revenge on Ning Jin?

Fu Huayong took the folder in Ning Qian's hands, and then threw it on the ground without even looking at it, as if it was a piece of trash that had no value, as he leaned closer, and a captivating voice sounded out, "People always have to sit around with no choice. You know, based on my methods, your attitude doesn't seem to be important, I can even invert the cause and effect of the entire matter, and as long as I'm willing, I should be able to understand what I mean?"

Ning Qian instantly understood.

She meant that she was still very important to him, or else he wouldn't ask for her cooperation.

But Ning Qian was still unwilling. Why was it that even after suffering so much, she was still safe and sound?

She understood the reason why Fu Huayong had come to her place, but she also understood the consequences of not cooperating with him. There was once a time when King Yue of Yue Yang had humiliated and humiliated her before, and after thinking about it for a while, Ning Qian pulled on Fu Huayong's hand with a wronged expression and said, "Big Brother Hua Yong, I have been trying my best to calm my heart down. I don't know why my sister's enmity towards me has reached such a stage, but we are still a family, so if this sort of scandal were to spread, it would affect both the Fu family and the Ning family greatly.

These words of Ning Qian's were like raindrops, making people's hearts break. At the same time, they felt gratified by her understanding of them. Fu Huayong chuckled, "It's really not easy for you to think like this."

However, he felt disdain in his heart.

Are people this hypocritical and not tired of living?

"Since that's the case, I will bring you to the Fu's's press conference in an hour to clarify this matter." As he said that, he pulled his hand away from Ning Qian's palm without leaving a trace, and then used a tissue to wipe her palm as though he was doing it right away.

She was trying to be brave about it, but she needed some interest.

Ning Qian rubbed her tears, then said: "After knowing about this, my parents were extremely angry. If I did not forcefully stop them, they would have already gone into the company and been persuaded to go home by Grandmother and me just now."