Fu Shiyan had an injury on his leg. It could be seen that it had been simply treated. His calf was now naked, and the scars on it looked shocking.
Jiang Shu recalled the scene in the factory when he was trying to save Wen Yuan. The bodyguard took a wooden stick and hit his legs hard without mercy. She darkened her eyes and asked, "Will it affect his walking?"
"No." Fu Shiyan turned around and put on his trousers, covering the wound. "It will be fine in a few days."
Jiang Shu didn't believe it. For ordinary people, ordinary people would have to rest for a while to recover from such a wound, let alone walking normally.
"Fu Shiyan," she suddenly lowered her voice, "what were you thinking about during the ten minutes you saved Wen Yuan?"
Fu Shiyan stopped dressing for a moment, as if thinking about it, and then he said: "She can't die no matter what."
"Why?"
"Jiang Shu, she represents the Wen family."
The words Mu Yi said before she died are still ringing in her ears. She said that choosing Wen Yuan was a benefit.
Fu Shiyan was not focused on Wen Yuan, but on interests.
Jiang Shu looked at the man's back at this time, and realized the matter belatedly. She couldn't explain what she felt in her heart. She seemed to have become very calm. For this man, he would definitely choose this path.
So what's there to complain about?
Wen Yuan waited downstairs for a long time. Ju's mother made her a bowl of sobering soup and said politely: "Miss Wen, don't be surprised if the reception is not good."
Wen Yuan smiled softly and said, "It's already very good. You are Ju's mother. You don't need to treat me like a guest. I will come often in the future."
The first half of this sentence was nothing, but when she heard it, Ju Ma felt that something was wrong. She nodded awkwardly and backed away.
"Are you awake?" A man's voice came from upstairs. It was Fu Shiyan. He fastened his cuffs and strode downstairs.
Wen Yuan glanced behind him and saw that no one was following him. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly, "Brother Fu, I was sorry to trouble you last night. Actually, just call the Wen family and someone will pick me up."
Fu Shiyan opened his seat and sat down, "You still think my uncle and aunt don't hate me enough."
After hearing this, Wen Yuan laughed out loud, holding up her face full of collagen, "No, my parents only complained a few words, but in fact they are very satisfied with you and always praise you to me."
Fu Shiyan was noncommittal, "Isn't it wrong for a top student who returned from London to work as an investigator in Little Vanke?"
"No matter how big or small the job is, I am very satisfied to be able to return to China." Wen Yuan cut open the poached egg in front of her, her behavior was very ladylike, and she was a born socialite. "Moreover, the first case she took over was the investigation of the Fu family.
It’s so fateful, Brother Fu.”
They had a tacit understanding and never mentioned a word about the other woman in Ming Yuan.
They were raised in the same environment, and their temperaments and identities are very matched. Jiang Shu stood in the corridor on the third floor, with his hands on the railing, looking down at the scene, feeling ashamed of himself.
Wen Yuan's return to China is like the rich lady on TV returning to take back the position that belongs to her.
And she, sooner or later, will give way.
"What are you thinking about?" A voice suddenly appeared next to him, coming from Lao Sun.
He followed her and put his hands on the railing, watching the scene downstairs.
"Nothing," Jiang Shu forced a smile, "Dr. Sun, can you accompany me out in the afternoon? I want to see a friend."
Her injury was not fully healed and she could not walk very far. Lao Sun got a wheelchair from somewhere. When he called Fu Shiyan to report, he was silent for a moment before saying, "Take her."