Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

Fu's Group Group.    

This was the first time Fu Sirou had gone to the CEO's office to find Rong Yu.    

This time, she was still blocked by Secretary Liang outside the door and was not allowed to enter.    

Secretary Liang rarely talked about these things, but she was more or less dissatisfied in her heart.    

In her heart, this Miss Fu was not as good as Mrs. Rong. All these years, she always came to find President Rong and did not know her own limitations at all.    

"Secretary Liang, I came to find President Rong. . . "    

Fu Sirou was holding a thermos bottle in her hand. Inside was the lunch that she personally made.    

She secretly stuffed a beauty card into Secretary Liang's hands and smiled flatteringly, "This is for you. Secretary Liang, let me in. "    

Secretary Liang's face was stern as she replied, "President Rong is away on a business trip. "    

Fu Sirou's smile froze on her face and her hands unconsciously tightened.    

In these few years, she thought that Fu Nuan, the woman who was in the way, was dead and Rong Yu could look at her a few more times.    

But she did not expect it at all. He'll be so obsessed with a dead man.    

In these four years, she had not been transferred back to the upper echelons. She could not even see him, let alone fight for the opportunity. . .    

Many times, she came to look for him privately, but she was always stopped by Secretary Liang outside the door.    

She thought that people were driven by benefits. As long as she was given a little benefit, she would be able to be accommodated, right?    

But contrary to Fu Sirou's expectations, the other party did not take the card and a trace of disgust appeared on his face.    

"Miss Fu, I advise you to restrain yourself a little. If not for the fact that you are Mrs. Rong and Younger Stepsister, you would have been chased out of the company if you disturbed President Rong like this!"    

Fu Sirou's pupils shrank when she heard this. Her hand that was hanging by the side clenched her fists in anger.    

She glared at Secretary Liang but did not dare to act out. After all, that was the person beside Rong Yu and she could only bear with it.    

Since she could not see the person, she could only carry the lunchbox and leave bitterly.    

On the way back, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.    

Why? She was now the daughter of Fu Enterprise's legitimate daughter, but she actually wanted it! She had to swallow her anger in front of a secretary!    

When she returned to the Fu family, Fu Sirou thought of the supercilious look she received just now. She smashed the lunchbox on the ground and in a split second, the soup splashed everywhere and the dishes scattered all over the floor.    

Lin Yung was playing with her four year old son when the child was frightened by the sound and his small body shrunk a little.    

Lin Yung's heart ached as she comforted her son. She turned around and angrily glared at Fu Sirou and scolded, "What kind of temper did you lose when you came back? You scared your brother!"    

"What younger brother? But it's just. . . "    

Fu Sirou angrily pointed at the boy beside Lin Yung and spoke without thinking. She almost spilled the beans. Luckily Lin Yung glared at her in time to stop her from speaking.    

In the third month after Fu Nuan's accident, Lin Yung successfully gave birth to a male baby. Her name was Fu Shenxing and she was almost four years old this year.    

During the two months when Fu Nuan had an accident, Fu Zhao had been immersed in the grief of losing his beloved daughter. It was only when this child was born that he gradually walked out of the haze.    

As the only heir to the Fu family, Fu Shenxing had gotten all of Fu Zhao's attention.    

The arrival of his son had given Fu Zhao hope, and it was also the thing that made him the most gratified.    

The Fu family had a future!    

Later on, no one in this family ever mentioned Fu Nuan again. Her existence was like following her accidental death, and it was completely erased by everyone's mutual understanding.    

Fu Sirou stopped talking. She did not intend to reveal that matter. After all, it was related to the Fu family's property.    

She changed her words and complained, "Mom, ever since you have a brother, ask yourself, have you ever cared about me? Have you paid attention to me? All your energy and attention is on him! "    

" Speak properly! He's your younger brother. What's wrong with me loving him? Not only should I dote on him, but you should pamper him as well! "    

Lin Yung was also very angry at Fu Sirou's attitude. Fu Shenxing was the heart of her right now. Furthermore, it was also related to whether she could successfully control everything in the Fu family in the future. She did not care who it was.    

"Now I know that I am nothing in this family! I am not better than that dead Fu Nuan, and I am also not better than your son!"    

Fu Sirou was like a crazy woman throwing a tantrum, making Lin Yung's head hurt.    

Lin Yung could not be clearer about her daughter's character. Seeing her appearance of not recognizing her family, she knew that she must have suffered at Rong Yu's side again.    

"You only know how to vent your anger on me when you return home. It has been four years, and you can't even handle a man. What other abilities do you have?"    

These words hit exactly what Fu Sirou was thinking, causing her to be furious. Just as she was about to retort, Fu Zhao returned.    

Seeing the mother and daughter staring at each other with red faces and neck sticking out, and his son sitting on the sofa with a depressed mood, Fu Zhao understood that the two of them were quarreling again. His face sank and he said sternly, "What are you quarreling about?"    

Fu Zhao walked to the sofa and picked up his son with heartache. He glanced at the mother and daughter and said with an unfriendly expression, "It only took a few days for them to quarrel. It made the house not like home!"    

Seeing that Fu Zhao was angry, Lin Yung and Fu Sirou kept quiet. Although they were still angry in their hearts, they did not dare to continue arguing in front of Fu Zhao.    

After the two of them calmed down, they saw Fu Zhao carrying his son upstairs to the study room.    

"Dad. . . "    

His son threw himself into his arms. Fu Zhao laughed heartily when he was called "dad" by his old son. He patted his head happily.    

"Grow up quickly. Everything that belongs to me belongs to you from now on!"    

The Tang Family from the past and the Yuancheng from now on no longer existed.    

Now, there was only the Fu Enterprise!    

After Fu Nuan's death, Fu Zhao naturally became the official chairman of the company. He used all kinds of means to force the three old directors to sell their shares and consolidate his position in the company.    

At the same time, he no longer needed to hide anything and directly renamed the Yuancheng Enterprise to the Fu Enterprise.    

Although Tang Yuanshan and Tang Yao wanted to stop him, they did not have the right to speak. They could not shake Fu Zhao's position.    

. . .    

In the night, a man in a silver suit stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. His eyes were dark, and he was deep in thought.    

It had been four years, and he deliberately restrained himself from contacting her. He also did not know if she was doing well right now. . .    

The loneliness in Tang Yao's eyes grew deeper and deeper. Four years ago, after his father knew that he had sent Fu Nuan away, he had insisted that he bring her back. However, he insisted that he would not let Fu Nuan get involved in these disputes again.    

His father was furious. In addition to the fact that his body was already ill, he chose to return to the United States for recuperation. He rarely had any contact with this son of his.    

Tang Yao stayed in Tongcheng and kept an eye on the Fu Enterprise and Fu Zhao's movements, wanting to continue to gather more powerful evidence.    

However, ever since Fu Zhao pushed his assistant out to take the blame, that cunning old fox had become more and more cautious. It was very difficult for Tang Yao to gather more critical evidence even if he spent a lot of effort.    

The man withdrew his thoughts and sighed faintly. The Nightview seemed extremely desolate.    

"Nuan, are you alright now?"