Chapter 75 Celebrate your upcoming divorce, celebrate my upcoming wish come true

. Mr. Fu sighed slightly and shook his head gently.

Although his scheming and tactics were not inferior to Fu Tingyue, Fu Yanci was still too stupid and could not see the reality clearly in his emotional life.

Just based on this point, Mr. Fu could not help but be disappointed with Fu Yanci.

But now, apart from Fu Yanci, he could not find another person who could support the Fu family.

The accident that year still dealt a heavy blow to the Fu family and took away the person who had the most hope of revitalizing the Fu family.

Mr. Fu closed his eyes, he did not want to think about it anymore.

However, when he looked up and saw Fu Yanci again, his eyes sank, and there was a coldness in his turbid and shrewd eyes.

He spoke expressionlessly and sternly, "At this point, Ruan Liuzheng is no longer suitable to stay in the Fu family."

"Put the divorce on my agenda immediately. The scandal between you and Bai Huanqing must be resolved immediately and must not affect the company any further."

Fu Yanci paused, not immediately answering Old Master Fu. Instead, he remained silent, pursing his lips. "I can handle my personal life. Grandpa, don't forget the Fu family's rules. Ruan Liuzheng and I cannot divorce."

His eyes lowered slightly, his voice quiet and emotionless, yet his rejection of Old Master Fu's proposal was clear.

Now wasn't the right time for him and Ruan Liuzheng to divorce. He had to wait until Ruan Liuzheng signed the support agreement, or he would never agree to a divorce.

Why should he choose between the two? Since he couldn't let go of either woman, he would have both.

With his power and position, he could more than afford to support two women.

Fu Yanci's lips curled slightly, a hint of darkness flickering in his dark eyes.

He was strong and unyielding.

Old Master Fu frowned at Fu Yanci, his lips pursed in a look of deep displeasure. "Before this happened, I wouldn't have cared how many women you had outside."

"But Yanci, you must remember that you are now the president of Fu Corporation. Your every move affects the company's future development. There's no room for playfulness."

Old Master Fu narrowed his eyes, sizing Fu Yanci up and down. His voice was cold and icy, "You must choose between Ruan Liuzheng and Bai Huanqing. Ruan Liuzheng is clearly not a woman you can easily control. Don't be so greedy."

As Fu Yanci's grandfather, who had watched him grow up, Old Master Fu saw through Fu Yanci's thoughts almost instantly.

Coincidentally, these were the very aspects of him that Old Master Fu found most disappointing.

He was indecisive and hesitant, completely lacking the emotional decisiveness of his father, Fu Tingyue. He couldn't tell which woman was best for him right now, which woman could most help him.

Originally, he had agreed to Fu Yanci marrying Ruan Liuzheng because he recognized her ability and her love for him.

At the time, Fu Yanci was at his lowest point, and only a woman like Ruan Liuzheng could help him rise above it and help him grow into a worthy heir to the family.

While he outwardly favored the second wife, in his heart, Fu Yanci was the only heir he recognized.

She was the bloodline of his beloved son; how could he not care for her and value her?

So, when he proposed marrying Ruan Liuzheng, he hesitated for only a few days before relenting.

Some women can share hardship but not prosperity, while others can share prosperity but not hardship.

Ruan Liuzheng, without family background, was the former; she possessed ability, allowing her to accompany Fu Yanci through his upbringing. Bai Huanqing, without ability but with a family background and a materialistic streak, made her the perfect wife for Fu Yanci upon his ascension.

Old Master Fu saw it clearly.

Of course, the Fu family wasn't ungrateful. As long as Ruan Liuzheng behaved herself, he wouldn't mind her continued position as Mrs. Fu.

After all, her abilities were worthy of recognition.

But she was too unruly, unwilling to yield, so Old Master Fu had no choice but to abandon her.

Fortunately, he had a plan in mind, preventing Fu Yanci from being left with no escape route.

Old Master Fu gazed at Fu Yanci gravely, his cloudy, shrewd eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

Fu Yanci hesitated, "But the Fu family's rules..."

"Don't worry about that. I didn't include Ruan Liuzheng's name in the family tree. To this day, she's not considered your wife in the Fu family. Even if you divorce her, you won't be expelled from the Fu family, nor will you be punished by family law."

Old Master Fu raised his lips slightly, his cloudy, shrewd eyes filled with cunning and deep calculation.

Fu Yanci was startled, he frowned, hiding the flash of emotion in his eyes.

As expected, the old man is still the wisest. Grandpa may never think that when he left him a way out, he also eliminated the last bit of fear in his heart.

After waiting for so long, the last bit of worry in his heart finally disappeared.

From then on, he, Fu Yanci, would no longer be constrained in the Fu family. After

a long time, he raised his eyes to meet the eyes of Grandpa Fu. There was no hesitation and fear in his cold eyebrows, but full of confidence and affirmation.

He walked to the single sofa next to Grandpa Fu without changing his expression and sat down, with a faint smile on the corner of his thin lips.

"In this case, Grandpa, you can stay in the old house and spend your old age in peace in the future. You don't need to worry about my private affairs and the affairs of the Fu family."

Fu Yanci raised his eyelids, his eyes were deep and strong.

Grandpa Fu paused, and his face suddenly became cold.

He sneered, "How come you've grown so powerful you're trying to kick me out of the Fu Group? Fu Yanci, don't forget I haven't completely retired yet. I still hold 15% of the shares."

"Threatening me? Humph, you're too naive."

Old Master Fu glanced at Fu Yanci coldly, his expression filled with disdain and contempt. "You'd better do as I say, otherwise..."

Fu Yanci chuckled twice, his handsome face devoid of any sign of fear.

He raised his gaze toward the door, his cold voice tinged with a powerful, resolute determination.

"But Grandpa, you're old. There are some things you can't just meddle in. I want to thank you for leaving me this escape route, and for ending your last remaining threat to me."

Old Master Fu paused, frowning as he looked at Fu Yanci, his cloudy eyes filled with deep confusion.

However, Fu Yanci didn't elaborate. He stared intently at the door, a smile gradually widening.

The person he'd been waiting for had finally arrived.

...

Yuelan Mansion.

Ruan Liuzheng helped Xie Qingcen bring out the last plate of stir-fried dishes, and the two sat down at the table and began to enjoy the lunch that they had worked so hard to prepare.

Xie Qingcen was the first to pick up the glass beside him. The transparent goblet contained not a rich wine, but orange juice mixed with fruit particles.

He raised his glass. "Come, let's celebrate. Celebrate your impending divorce, and celebrate the coming true of my dream."

Ruan Liuzheng heard this and picked up a nearby wine glass, also filled with freshly squeezed orange juice.

She laughed, "So, you mean divorce is a good thing?"

"If it's you and someone else, then it's certainly a good thing, it means my chance has come. But if it's you and me, then, sorry, you may never have such a good thing again."

Xie Qingcen raised his lips slightly, his delicate features revealing a domineering and powerful look. He tilted his head back and took a sip of the juice.

The sweetness made him frown.

He still didn't like the taste, but thinking of Ruan Liuzheng's health, he resisted reaching for the wine cabinet.

He swallowed the juice with reluctance and looked up at Ruan Liuzheng. "Because I won't give you that chance."

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes paused.

She chuckled twice and put down her wine glass. "There's no need to keep emphasizing your possessiveness. It's enough for me to know it myself."

Xie Qingcen raised an eyebrow. "You know it's your business, and me emphasizing it is my business. Besides, if I don't emphasize it, how can I make you feel safe and confident in me?"

Her clear and charming voice flowed slowly into Ruan Liuzheng's heart like a gentle and cool spring, causing her steady and regular heartbeat to suddenly miss a beat.

Her palms tightened slightly, and her long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly. She avoided Xie Qingcen's scorching gaze with a slight sense of self-consciousness.

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes. "The food is getting cold. Let's eat first."

She changed the subject with a slightly stiff voice, not daring to meet Xie Qingcen's eyes.

Xie Qingcen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he nodded, a smile of pleasure curling up the corners of his thin lips. "Okay, you'll ask me something later, won't you? Let's eat."

"Don't let our little Liu Zheng starve."

His tone rose slightly, his clear voice carrying a touch of alluring doting.

Ruan Liuzheng's breath hitched. She raised her eyes, her cold eyes tinged with a hint of anger. She glared at Xie Qingcen unhappily, then took a deep breath, lowered her head, and began to eat in silence.

She wisely chose not to speak, otherwise this meal would have been over in no time.

Seeing this, Xie Qingcen also slowly picked up his chopsticks and leisurely began to eat.

Both of them were well-mannered people. While eating, there was no other sound except the clinking of the bowls and chopsticks. They

did not talk while eating or sleeping, and every move exuded dignified elegance.

Twenty minutes later, Ruan Liuzheng slowly swallowed the last bite of food. She took out a tissue from the paper box beside her and wiped the corner of her mouth.

Then she raised her eyes to look at Xie Qingcen opposite her. Coincidentally, almost at the same time when Ruan Liuzheng put down her chopsticks, Xie Qingcen also stopped.

The appetites of the two seemed to be surprisingly consistent.

"Let's clean up later. I want to talk to you."

Ruan Liuzheng stopped Xie Qingcen from cleaning up the dishes in time. Her eyebrows were calm, revealing a hint of alienation and coldness.