bayedsolid Chapter 287: Open Your Heart to Her
Chapter 287: Open Your Heart to Her
Wen Zhixia paused as she scrolled through her phone.
It seems that he has discovered something unusual, but has not yet gotten an accurate answer.
"No." She concealed her embarrassment, "Why do you think so?"
Fu Ruoshi thought for a moment and put down the hair dryer with some annoyance.
He sat down next to Wen Zhixia's bed, frowned slightly, and said, "I can't explain it. I always feel that he doesn't look well and looks sick."
Wen Zhixia comforted him, "The chairman might have been busy with work at the end of the year and under a lot of pressure and didn't sleep well, but don't worry. People have strong self-healing abilities. Maybe he'll be fine after this period."
Hearing her comfort, Fu Ruoshi felt a little more at ease.
Ever since he met Fu Keming in the evening, he has been feeling uneasy. Just now, after returning to the room, he felt very blocked and restless. He wanted to come back to find her.
Sure enough, as soon as I saw her, my mood would improve even if I didn't say anything.
Fu Ruoshi continued, "When I was still in the United States, Han Zhuojun called me and said there were rumors that Fu Keming was dying. I was shocked, so I called him right away."
Wen Zhixia sensed his uneasiness.
This person is a man who will swallow his anger and won't make a sound unless it hurts extremely.
Since he said that, it means that the pressure of this matter has reached a critical point in his heart.
So she put down her phone and said to him, "Menstrual stickers, these rumors have always been there. It's the end of the year, and there are always these monsters and ghosts coming out to make trouble. Why do you care about them?"
After she said this jokingly, Fu Ruoshi really didn't feel so depressed anymore.
"you're right."
He nodded and smiled, turned on the hair dryer and started to blow dry his hair.
It was obvious that he was in a bad mood, but Wen Zhixia didn't insist on driving him away.
"By the way," she said, trying to lighten his mood with something funny. "After you left just now, grandma told me that when you were a kid, you smoked, drank, skipped classes, dyed your hair red, and your dad cut it bald. Is that true?"
Fu Ruoshi was stunned for a moment, then looked at her awkwardly and said, "Who told you that? Why don't I remember? Is she getting senile and confused?"
"Really..." Wen Zhixia said with a look of regret, "I was praising you to grandma, but I never heard you talk about such a glorious history. So it wasn't you? Oh, what a pity~"
Hearing Wen Zhixia think he was so great, Fu Ruoshi immediately changed his tone, "It's me, it's me, it's me!"
Wen Zhixia turned her head away, "I don't believe it."
"Really!" Fu Ruoshi turned her face back and held her face, "It's really me! If you don't believe me, ask Fu Keming."
However, when it came to Fu Keming, he inexplicably lost the mood to joke.
"I've never had a good relationship with him since we were little." He let go of Wen Zhixia and looked at the quiet night sky outside the window. "Fu Keming and Song Ailing are different. One has a bad temper, and the other is moody. Fu Keming often says something to me in a friendly way, and then suddenly slaps me in the face."
Wen Zhixia was shocked.
"But why do you keep calling their names?" she asked, expressing her doubts. "Aren't they my parents?"
"Don't you call your boss by his first name in private?"
Fu Ruoshi smiled.
"I don't have much of a concept of family," he continued. "The Fu family is more like a company. The Song family is the partner, and Song Ailing and Fu Keming are my bosses. They each get what they need and don't submit to each other, but because their interests are tied together, they have to be together."
"Everything they do is an investment, including me. They want a return based on how much money they spend."
"I've wanted to leave this company since I was little because I wasn't happy with it and wanted to start my own business."
It was the first time Wen Zhixia heard someone treat family as a company, but she had to admit that what he said made sense.
She then asked, "Are you afraid of your father?"
Fu Ruoshi shook his head, "I'm not afraid. He's ruthless, but he won't take my life. Those people outside will take my life. That's why I dare to make a decision with him."
"But do you blame him?" Wen Zhixia continued, "Do you hate him for not giving you a good childhood, for not being a father who protected you from the storm?"
"I had it when I was very young, but I've forgotten it now," Fu Ruoshi said. "I have something that others have never had in several lifetimes. What else do I need for a childhood? Can the love of a father and a mother help me list my company? Can it bring you back to me?"
Wen Zhixia was very sad.
She heard that people who lacked love in their childhood will spend their entire lives proving that they are worthy of love.
Even if they say they don't want love, they will do many things to ask for love.
If they can't get what they want, they will gradually become obsessed with profit, unscrupulous, and paranoid.
Just like when he first married me.
"But grandma is very good to me," Fu Ruoshi added, "If it weren't for her, I don't know how bad I would have become."
Wen Zhixia nodded.
It was rare for the two of them to have such a heart-to-heart talk.
This was the first time Wen Zhixia knew of his thoughts.
Her heart suddenly tightened.
I want to cry.
Because she was hiding something from him.
Guilt welled up in my heart.
Fu Ruoshi was such a shrewd and suspicious person who could read people's expressions. If he wanted to know, he would have seen the concealment and embarrassment on his face long ago, and then he would have tested, speculated, and tried every possible way to get the answer he wanted.
But he didn't.
He didn't even try to test her, but just revealed his true feelings without reservation.
Wen Zhixia couldn't help but be moved by being treated so gently and without any defense by such a shrewd and cunning person.
She suddenly couldn't control her emotions, turned around and huddled into the quilt, curling up like a hedgehog.
Fu Ruoshi saw her huddled together, her shoulders twitching, and she was frightened out of her wits.
"Wen Zhixia? Wen Zhixia?" He quickly leaned over the bed and patted Wen Zhixia's shoulder. "What's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong again? My dear ancestor, don't scare me! Look, I'm kneeling down for you."
Wen Zhixia listened to his nervous and funny voice, and gradually calmed down her out-of-control mood.
"It's okay." She huddled in the quilt, her voice muffled, "I'm just a little touched."
Fu Ruoshi was stunned for a moment, "You moved me so much that I knelt down for you?"
"No," Wen Zhixia said, "After Grandpa passed away, I thought I would never feel at home again. But tonight, when I came to your house, Grandma, Sister Ling, and the chairman all treated me like their own family. I was really touched. Even if you say it's just a company, the atmosphere here is good enough."
Fu Ruoshi said, "This company has a good atmosphere because of you. In the past when you were not around, there was only endless accusations and quarrels."
Wen Zhixia stuck her head out and unfolded her protective shell like a little hedgehog.
"Really?"
"You scared me to death." Seeing tears in her big dark eyes, Fu Ruoshi quickly pulled Wen Zhixia into his arms, gently rubbing the back of her head, and whispered, "Really? You don't know how many times grandma scolded me when you were away, saying that I couldn't keep you, that I was a waste, that I was good for nothing except my good looks, and that she wanted to sell me off in a nightclub."
"puff.."
Wen Zhixia laughed so hard that her snot bubbles formed and she wiped them on his clothes. "Why is it that everyone in your family is so venomous? Are they all graduates of a PUA masterclass?"
Fu Ruoshi looked at Wen Zhixia's red eyes with pity, lowered his head, and kissed away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
After a moment, he spoke cautiously:
"Wen Zhixia, can you be my girlfriend?"