Wensu also said that because of this, Wen Yuan often embarrassed Qingying at the Wen family, calling her a dog raised by the Wen family in public, and so on.
The car stopped at the entrance of Mingyuan. Secretary Huo had just finished his report. When he looked up, he was startled, "Isn't that Miss Wen?"
The person in my mind appears in reality.
Wensu stood in the afterglow of the evening, her eyes were red and pitiful. She looked towards the car, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
Fu Shiyan got out of the car and buttoned his suit with one hand, "What's wrong? I'm crying like this."
When Wensu was told this, he cried even harder. He threw himself into the man's arms and sobbed: "My father called me home and said that he had something to announce. He didn't expect to cede the equity. He, he gave it to Qiushi."
Twenty percent..."
Fu Shiyan's face was expressionless. Twenty percent was considered a lot.
"Then what?"
"Wen Yuan is only 15%. She was unhappy. She had a big fight with... and her father, and she also smashed a lot of things at home. Ayan..." Wensu cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, "I
I don’t like them like this, it’s too scary.”
Fu Shiyan understood. He raised his hand and touched her hair, "What about you? How much did you get?"
Wensu's sobbing voice stopped, "I...I only have ten percent, but it's not important. It's useless for me to ask for this. I just want them to be good. Ayan, I'm willing to give up my equity."
.”
Fu Shiyan suddenly laughed when he heard this, "You idiot, do you know how much money these shares can be exchanged for?"
Wensu didn't understand and shook his head.
His face darkened again, "Don't you like this kind of family?"
"Well..." Wensu said softly: "I want to go to the temple with my mother to stay for a while, but now I have nowhere to go. Can I stay here tonight?"
The girl is delicate and delicate. When she cries, her tears fall like pearls. She knows how to manipulate a man's heart. "Brother Ayan, I only have you now."
Fu Shiyan lowered his eyes, held her shoulders, and wiped away her tears with his fingertips, "Why are you crying? I never found you crying so much before."
Wensu's shoulders twitched, feeling even more aggrieved.
"You can live here if you want. It doesn't matter if you stay a little longer. I just happen to be leaving tomorrow." Fu Shiyan replied calmly while wiping.
Wensu was stunned, "Where are you going?"
Fu Shiyan didn't say anything. He only thought about Jiang Shu's safety.
He patted Wensu on the shoulder and was about to signal the servant to take her in. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. A familiar car parked not far to the left and the license plate number looked familiar.
He narrowed his eyes, suddenly realized something, and strode forward. Wensu was surprised and could only watch his back getting further and further away.
Jiang Shu sat in the car, her vision gradually blurred, and she didn't want to watch their interaction anymore.
Just now, Mo Yi took her back to Ming Yuan. Before he could get out of the car, he saw Wen Su throwing herself into Fu Shiyan's arms.
After watching for a long time, Jiang Shu suddenly discovered that his relationship with Wensu seemed to be getting closer and closer. They had trusted each other a lot during the days when they were not together.
She loves him, so she can feel it even more.
After narrowly escaping death, seeing such a scene made her even more uncomfortable.
Seeing Fu Shiyan was about to walk to the car, Mo Yi spoke with difficulty: "Sister..."
Jiang Shu's eyes were moist, but she couldn't shed tears. She picked up her hat and put it on, covering most of her face.
When Fu Shiyan leaned over, a wisp of afterglow passed over his brows, making him look tall and enigmatic, but his posture was very low. He knocked on the car window with a privacy film with shaking hands, "Xiao Shu..."