Chapter 209: We Should Go Back

Fu Sijue gritted his teeth to utter the last few words, and Shen Shu almost couldn't hold it in.

It's rare to see anyone make President Fu this angry.

"So, shall we still help after this?"

Fu Sijue waved his hand irritably, "Do the right thing to the end: directly acquire that company and post an apology on its official website."

The action was a bit overly bold, and Shen Shu paused for a few seconds.

"What about the Yun Family?"

Fu Sijue: "The Fu Clan wants to acquire a company; we don't need to consider the Yun Family's face, and we'll also buy the shares that Yun Ruofeng holds."

Shen Shu was about to leave when Fu Sijue called him back.

"Tell the Yun Family that my patience has limits; if they dare cause trouble again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Fu Sijue could turn a blind eye to everything Yun Ruojin does domestically.

But constantly tolerating them hopping on the tiger's head makes them forget their own status.

After assigning these matters, Fu Sijue finally let Shen Shu go.

Then a wave of gloom rose in his heart.

He still regretted not admitting it earlier.

And another chance to interact with Wanwan was lost…

His phone suddenly lit up; Fu Sijue thought it was work again and irritably picked it up.

Lu Xiwán: Tonight, the usual place.

A moment later, another message followed.

Lu Xiwán: Remember to bring Yao Yao.

Just these two messages gave Fu Sijue a flash of delight.

Even so, he had to suppress his excitement and, pretending to be calm, replied only with "Okay."

But once seated at the dining table, Fu Sijue wasn't that excited.

He gave a cold glance at Luo Zhou beside Lu Xiwán.

Lu Xiwán hadn't said that this person was also coming.

"After dinner I'm afraid we'll get back too late and something might happen, so I brought Luo Zhou with me. President Fu has plenty, surely he won't mind.."

Fu Sijue hadn't said a word when Lu Xiwán immediately placed a high hat on him, silencing her.

"I invited President Fu today to thank him for helping our company smooth relations abroad and clear up rumors."

Fu Sijue: "I already said I didn't help."

Lu Xiwán didn't believe him, "Besides President Fu, who else has that much capability abroad? President Fu doesn't need to hide anything from me; I know everything."

"I'll toast President Fu with this first glass."

Fu Sijue was about to stand when Luo Zhou snatched the wine glass from Lu Xiwán's hand.

"Your health is poor, you can't drink; I'll drink for you."

Luo Zhou smiled gently, and Fu Sijue almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"One glass shouldn't be a problem, Mr. Luo, aren't you driving back later?"

Being denied the wine, Fu Sijue was in a bad mood, and even his words carried a surge of aggression.

Luo Zhou downed it in one gulp, gave Fu Sijue an apologetic smile, "We'll just find a substitute driver later; Wanwan and I not drinking would ruin President Fu's mood."

"No need to say that; it makes me look like a villain forcing you to drink. Tea can replace wine."

The two exchanged retorts, about to clash.

Lu Xiwán coughed once, ending the dispute.

"It's better to say less while eating, and don't drink too much wine."

After speaking, she picked a chopstickful of vegetables for Luo Zhou.

Yao Yao sat beside Fu Sijue, clearly feeling the chill emanating from him.

"Mommy, let's swap seats; Daddy's side here seems a bit cold with the air‑conditioning."