Chapter 153 How many lives do you have on your hands?
Chapter 153 How many lives do you have on your hands?
Fu Ruoshi could understand what Jiang Sheng said.
"Then I'll take a quick look." He stood up, "You guys take a rest first."
Here, Wen Zhixia changed her clothes and prepared to go home.
As soon as she entered the corridor, she saw Fu Ruoshi coming from the opposite direction.
When their eyes met, one felt a little guilty, the other a little helpless.
"Why didn't you reply to my message?" Fu Ruoshi pulled her, "I was so nervous. I thought something was wrong with you."
Wen Zhixia didn't understand the meaning behind his words. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Fu. What could possibly happen to me? I go to work, eat, and sleep every day."
"Let's have dinner together tonight," Fu Ruoshi invited. "Do you want to try Huaiyang cuisine?"
He was chatting and laughing with Xu Hui and Zhao Xiaoning a few days ago, but today he treated me to a meal. This is too dissonant.
Wen Zhixia couldn't understand. Xu Hui had nearly killed her, and Fu Ruoshi had said he had severed ties with the Xu family, but now they were reunited.
"Mr. Fu, thank you for taking the time to care about me,"
Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia said, "There's no need to eat with me. I'm of low status, and you won't gain any benefit or value from eating with me. Your time is precious, so don't waste it."
Fu Ruoshi keenly heard the hidden meaning in her words and was afraid of further misunderstandings, so he asked, "What benefits do you need from having a meal? Did someone tell you something?"
He asked directly, and Wen Zhixia answered readily, "No, I just happened to see the news. You, Han Zhuojun, Xu Hui, and Zhao Xiaoning are in the same circle. You can gain more benefits by eating with them than with me. There's no need to waste your time with me."
It turned out that she had read the news about Han Zhuojun's company's anniversary celebration.
Fu Ruoshi felt very aggrieved.
He came here specifically to support Xiao Han, and he didn't know Zhao Xiaoning was there.
"I'm so wronged. How could I, a man who keeps himself clean, be in the same circle as Xu Hui and Zhao Xiaoning? I'm so wronged," he explained helplessly, "You don't know, I wish I could..."
Having said that, he swallowed back the words "kill them both".
However, when Wen Zhixia saw that he couldn't explain it, she felt that she had guessed right.
"You have no obligation to explain this to me," Wen Zhixia said. "Mr. Fu, if we're not on the same page, even if we're forced to be together, we're bound to drift apart. You understand this better than I do."
"Wen Zhixia, you and I are the same kind of people," Fu Ruoshi said anxiously, "I took the initiative to get to know you because I admire your father. Your family and I share the same values."
Talking about Wen Zhengmao, Wen Zhixia felt a little sad, but she didn't believe this reason.
"It doesn't matter if we're different, we've already separated."
Wen Zhixia finished speaking and turned to leave.
Fu Ruoshi was about to catch up, but was blocked in the middle of the corridor by Nan Kaijie who was coming towards him.
"Mr. Fu, don't force some things," Nan Kaijie stopped him. "Money and power are good things, but they don't mean you can do whatever you want."
"What do you mean?"
Fu Ruoshi's handsome face suddenly darkened. "Director Nan, who are you to teach me how to behave? Are you qualified?"
"I didn't," Nan Kaijie smiled faintly. "Zhixia and you are divorced. If you keep pestering her like this, what's the difference between you and those rapacious bandits? You rich young men chase women, but you're just throwing money and resources away. You're just squandering what you can't use. You only know how to demand and plunder feelings. Do you understand what love is?"
His words tore off the gorgeous masks of most rich young men chasing their wives, and sounded extremely harsh.
"Nan Kaijie," Fu Ruoshi suppressed his anger, "I don't completely deny what you said, but as a doctor, you draw conclusions and criticize me without understanding the specific situation. Are you serious? How do you know that I don't understand love? Why don't you talk to me about it?"
Nan Kaijie smiled and said, "Mr. Fu is still so humorous. What I mean is that Zhixia is a good girl and she deserves happiness. I am just saying a fair word for her. A man should be able to take it and let it go. Don't be shameless."
Fu Ruoshi almost exploded.
He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "Nan Kaijie, do you know her current situation? Do you have the power? Do you have the ability to protect her? If someone points a gun at you, can you protect yourself? Can you save her at the same time? A scholar is useless. In this world, power and money are the best weapons to protect your loved ones. Don't be delusional and overestimate your own abilities!"
He was firing on all cylinders, and his words were equally harsh, but Nan Kaijie wasn't angered at all. "Isn't it necessarily me who is wishful thinking and overestimating my own capabilities?"
"you......"
Fu Ruoshi's face turned ashen with anger at his sarcasm.
Nan Kaijie looked at him calmly, with an expression that said, "What do you want?"
"I won't argue with you."
Fu Ruoshi glared at him fiercely, walked around him and continued to chase Wen Zhixia.
However, he chased her out of the hospital but never saw Wen Zhixia again.
Fortunately, he received a message from Fan Xiaolin:
[I picked up Zhixia, and we will have hot pot at home tonight]
Fu Ruoshi breathed a sigh of relief.
These days, Fan Xiaolin came to pick up Wen Zhixia from get off work on time, and after learning about Zhao Xiaoning's situation, she tried her best not to let her be alone.
Fu Ruoshi replied: "Just pick it up, don't leave her alone."
On this side, Wen Zhixia was in the supermarket and had just bought ingredients for hot pot with Fan Xiaolin in the evening.
"How about we walk back?" Wen Zhixia stood by the roadside. "It's hard to get a taxi now."
Fan Xiaolin had just finished replying to Fu Ruoshi's WeChat message, and after hearing this, he sent him a message: [Boss, order a car now]
Two minutes later, a Buick limousine appeared in front of the two men.
Wen Zhixia was stunned. "Bao, when did you call a taxi?"
"Just now," Fan Xiaolin said, "It's too heavy to carry all these vegetables back. I'm just lazy."
The car drove onto the main road.
At the same time, two men came out of the supermarket and looked furtively in the direction they left.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao," one of them called, "There's always someone around Wen, so we don't have a chance to do anything."
There was a lazy breathing sound coming from Zhao Xiaoning.
"Got it, let's retreat."
At this moment, in the bedroom of the gorgeous villa, a thrilling battle had just ended.
"Look, honey, I didn't lie to you." Zhao Xiaoning pressed the hands-free key. "Fu kept a close eye on his mistress. We really didn't find a chance to take action."
Xu Hui listened to the microphone with a sinister look in her eyes.
She put on her clothes, lit a cigarette, lay on Zhao Xiaoning's stomach, and took two puffs silently.
"Why does your cigarette stink so bad?"
She suddenly turned hostile and threw the cigarette butt to the ground. "I promised to marry you, but you can't even do something like this? How can I trust you?"
Zhao Xiaoning hugged her awkwardly, "Baby, it's a life after all. How can we just do it? If the situation gets out of hand and Fu Ruoshi is doomed, then we won't be able to take advantage of it, right?"
"Are you afraid of causing a death?"
Xu Hui snorted coldly, "Zhao Xiaoning, stop pretending to be innocent in front of me. How many lives have your Zhao family taken? Don't you know?"
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