bayedsolid Chapter 356 You Are My Priority
Chapter 356 You Are My Priority
Fu Ruoshi's face turned green with embarrassment.
Embarrassed, he looked down.
Wen Zhixia kept laughing as she listened.
Her eyes curved into little crescents, sparkling brightly.
She is a person who lives in the present moment, not burdened by the past nor anxious about the future.
That's why I feel inexplicably safe when I'm with her.
Only then will you feel that there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome.
Fu Ruoshi looked at her with pity, thinking that he would do his best to be her solid backing.
Let her always smile happily like she does now...
"Oh right," Wen Zhixia suddenly said to Fu Ruoshi, "Um, Wang Aimin is dead."
Fu Ruoshi was stunned for a moment.
"Yes," he nodded, waking up from his fantasy of the future. "I just found out this morning. I don't know who did it."
Wen Zhixia thought for a moment and pointed toward the police car ahead. "When I was following Kuang Ah Si, I smelled a bloody scent on him. Since he's Zhao Zhengrong's man, do you think Zhao Zhengrong deliberately sent him to kill Wang Aimin in order to silence him or push someone out to take the blame?"
Fu Ruoshi also received the news half an hour ago.
At that time, he had just received the recording from Wen Zhixia, and his mind was full of her safety. He didn't think about whether Wang Aimin was dead or alive at all.
"That makes sense!" Fu Ruoshi suddenly realized and took the opportunity to kiss Wen Zhixia on the cheek. Then he called the criminal police captain and asked, "Can you ask if Kuang A Si was the one who killed Wang Aimin?"
Now, the second and third class merit awards for the entire police force are secured.
"They should all call you Auntie," Fu Ruoshi hugged Wen Zhixia and ignored her struggles, praising her non-stop. "Can you tell me why you are so amazing?"
Wen Zhixia got goosebumps from his corny behavior.
"Stop it! If you keep doing that I'll jump out of the car!"
"If you jump, I'll jump too."
The two of them played around for a while.
Fu Ruoshi’s WeChat vibrated.
He took it and opened it, and suddenly his whole body froze.
The phone fell to the ground.
Wen Zhixia hurriedly picked it up:
This is Song Ailing’s WeChat:
Your dad is gone.
.........
after an hour.
A helicopter landed on the roof of the main building of Binzhou Medical University Affiliated Hospital.
Fu Ruoshi and Wen Zhixia got off the cabin and went straight to Fu Keming's ward.
At this time, the hospital was filled with Fu's people inside and outside.
There was a huge crowd in front of Fu Keming's ward.
Song Ailing and Bai Lan sat on the bench at the end of the corridor. Yonglin, Yuehan, and a group of elders and juniors were all there.
Everyone's eyes were red.
Suppressed sobs echoed in the corridor, and cautious "my condolences" were heard everywhere.
However, all these sounds were completely silenced the moment Fu Ruoshi walked over quickly, and he consciously made way for him.
Seeing Fu Ruoshi's pale face, Song Ailing said nothing.
She stood up and led him into the ward.
"Come and see your dad."
Song Ailing walked to the bed, sighed, and uncovered the white cloth.
The moment he saw Fu Keming's cold and stern face, Fu Ruoshi's pupils trembled and his whole body went cold.
He stared at Fu Keming, took countless deep breaths, but couldn't say a word.
"I've told your dad everything that's happened recently," Song Ailing's voice was hoarse. "Your dad said he's not worried that you can't handle these things, but he's worried that you're too busy to handle them, so he hasn't let me contact you to come over. He said it doesn't matter whether he sees you one last time or not, as long as you can definitely see him one last time."
Fu Ruoshi lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, "He still didn't forget to plot against me until the end?"
"Yes, he said he would definitely win because he knew you would consider the overall situation and that you would go to save Wang Chong. You would never see him breathe, so you would feel guilty and remember him forever." Song Ailing also smiled bitterly. "What do you mean by two men fighting for their entire lives? I'm really impressed."
Fu Ruoshi looked at Fu Keming silently.
This old man who had been fighting with me for decades finally couldn't fight anymore.
"But your father also told me that with your abilities, these are not a problem for you." Song Ailing said again.
Fu Ruoshi looked at Song Ailing in surprise.
Song Ailing nodded. "These are his exact words. The rest is written in his will. You will know when you look back."
It felt like there was a fire burning in my throat.
As Fu Ruoshi listened to Song Ailing's words, his heart felt like it was being beaten over and over again.
From childhood to adulthood, he has heard all kinds of flattery from the outside world, but has never heard a word of affirmation from his parents.
Hearing this, he didn't know how to react.
After a long time, he finally calmed down.
He spoke:
"Old man, Zhao Zhengrong and Xu Guangcai have been arrested, as has the murderer of Wen Zhixia's father. I'll take care of the rest."
"I'll take Fu's."
"You can go in peace."
After saying this, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or reality, as if Fu Keming's brow, which had been furrowed for years, seemed to have completely relaxed.
......
According to family rules, Fu Ruoshi has to keep watch here.
In the afternoon, Song Ailing cleared out most of the people here, leaving only a few important secretaries and housekeepers.
Fu Ruoshi sat on the bench, looking at Fu Keming's body, then at the sky outside the window, and then he just stared blankly.
......
Until late at night...
The noise subsided.
The corridor was so quiet that only the sound of the wind outside could be heard.
When Wen Zhixia came back, she saw Fu Ruoshi standing at the window at the end of the corridor smoking.
Hearing her footsteps, Fu Ruoshi put out his cigarette.
He turned around and looked at Wen Zhixia, smiled bitterly, and shook his head at her.
Although it was a bitter smile, Wen Zhixia could see that he had recovered a lot.
She left on purpose in the afternoon.
Fu Ruoshi is a very proud person. He doesn't want others to see his lost side. Even when he is next to someone, he still has to take time to take care of his feelings.
It's better to give him time to digest his emotions.
From what she knew about the man, it usually only took him a few seconds to process his emotions.
But Fu Keming's death was no ordinary matter, and Wen Zhixia guessed that he needed more time.
Fortunately, it was not a sudden death, so Fu Ruoshi was mentally prepared.
"I guess you don't want to eat the food in the hotel." The two sat side by side. Wen Zhixia took out the lunch boxes and opened them one by one. "I made something for you. There are stir-fried diced chicken, roujiamo, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and lean meat porridge."
Fu Ruoshi watched in shock as she opened the lids of the lunch boxes one by one, feeling both moved and distressed.
She was obviously very tired and should go back to have a good sleep, but she was still busy for herself.
want to cry.
But as a man, I feel embarrassed to cry in front of my wife.
"What's wrong?" Wen Zhixia looked at his dazed expression. "Did I guess wrong? You don't want to eat home-cooked meals? You want to eat junk food?"
After saying that, she took out her mobile phone and opened the food delivery app.
Fu Ruoshi realized that his wife was spoiling him like crazy.
He snatched Wen Zhixia's phone away and asked, "Why are you eating takeout? What takeout can be as delicious as the one delivered by Teacher Wen himself?"
After saying that, he picked up the bowl and took a big mouthful of porridge. It turned out that the porridge was too hot and he rolled his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Wen Zhixia quickly patted his back. "I just cooked this. Why are you so anxious? I'm not trying to snatch it from you."
Fu Ruoshi coughed for a while and recovered. He leaned his head on Wen Zhixia's shoulder again, "My wife, you are so kind. But don't be so busy next time. Cooking is something that men should do."
"Who is your wife?" Wen Zhixia hit him. "We can do it occasionally, but you want to eat her every day? You wish~"
"Thank you, my wife." Fu Ruoshi was shameless.
Wen Zhixia glared at him, "Stop shouting. Be careful someone hears you."
"Who should hear it?" Fu Ruoshi ate his roujiamo and glanced into the ward. "Who should hear it?"
In her lifetime, Wen Zhixia finally heard Fu Ruoshi call Fu Keming "Dad" in private.
She felt a little emotional, but she was afraid that if she said too much she would make him sad, so she just nodded pretending not to care.
"It's better if he hears it," Fu Ruoshi lowered his eyes. "He knows now that there is finally someone in this world who can control me. He feels very happy. He wrote in his suicide note that he and my grandmother were the only two people in the family who didn't object to my marrying you, but he couldn't say it openly."
"After we divorced, I pursued you, and he didn't object. He felt that there had to be someone like you in this world to dampen my spirit. Otherwise, my lawless personality would eventually land me in jail."
After saying that, he took out the suicide note from the file bag and showed it to Wen Zhixia.
"How could I have such ability?" Wen Zhixia took it over. "If you were in jail, I would bring you food regularly."
"I don't want to go in. If I go in, I won't be able to see you every day," Fu Ruoshi said seriously, "Please control me. I long to be controlled by you."
Wen Zhixia couldn't laugh here.
She changed the subject, "Have you read your father's other files? Do you have any key information about Zhao's crimes?"
"Yes, including the new coal mine disaster and the victims involved," Fu Ruoshi nodded. "I'll handle the rest of the matter. I'll let the media announce it. By then, everyone in the country will know about our parents."
I'll solve it.
These three words are heavy.
From chasing her to Jinghai, to Zhuo Rui being accused of espionage, to Fu Keming being critically ill, during this period, Wen Zhixia didn't know how many times she heard Fu Ruoshi say "I'll take care of it".
He really did what he said. Whether it was to himself, the Fu family or Zhuo Rui, he did everything he promised.
It seemed as if he had gradually transformed from that arrogant and domineering young man into a responsible man.
Wen Zhixia felt like she was dreaming, but she knew clearly that she was not dreaming.
"Actually, you don't need to take on so much burden," Wen Zhixia advised him. "Things have their priorities. You should first handle the handover between the chairman and Fu Group. And Zhuo Rui, you've probably been burdened with a lot of things during this time since you were injured. My job isn't a priority."
"You are my top priority." Fu Ruoshi said seriously, "If the company is closed, I can open it again. If I lose money, I can earn it again. I am not afraid of starting over again."
He paused and looked at Wen Zhixia deeply, "The only thing I'm afraid of is that you don't like me anymore."