in the conference room
Fu Wujun looked at Shiyang condescendingly.
He was in the conference room more advanced than Shiyang. When she came in behind him, he habitually looked around the person from head to toe, and then looked at Shiyang's face.
"Are you and Jingchuan divorced?"
Fu Wujun asked, from his expression to his voice, he was carrying the majesty of an elder.
Fu Wujun is still unsure whether the two people are really divorced.
Fu Jingchuan has never responded directly to this question.
Fu Wujun has never seen the divorce certificate of the two.
But it's true that Shiyang hasn't come back for two years.
Even if there is no official divorce, two years of separation is enough to constitute one of the conditions for the court to order a divorce.
Shiyang ignored his question.
"What do you want from me?"
She asked, her voice always calm and soft, neither humble nor overbearing.
Fu Wujun: "You haven't answered me yet."
Shiyang: "If you are looking for me today just to confirm this with me, then I can tell you, yes."
"Is there anything else?" Shiyang asked, "I still have work to deal with. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."
After Shi Yang finished speaking, he nodded politely, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." Fu Wujun stopped her, "Now that we're divorced, what are you doing back here?"
He said and looked at Shiyang: "Have you not had a good time outside in the past two years?"
Compared with Fang Wanqing's arrogance, Fu Wujun is gentler, but it is just an elder-like arrogance of "Look, I knew you couldn't do it."
Shiyang couldn't help but smile and looked back at him: "I'm living a good life. Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your concern."
"Since you are living a good life, why do you want to come back?" Fu Wujun said, "Since you have chosen to separate, it is better to live well on your own. This way, you will get involved again and again, whether you remarry or Jingchuan remarries, right? No one is good."
"You should know that Jingchuan has always been obsessed with Shen Yu, the youngest daughter of Shen Shibo's family." Fu Wujun looked at Shiyang and added, "Now that Shen Yu is back, they happen to be single and unmarried, and the two families know each other well and are suitable for each other. I do not wish……"
"Don't worry, I came back just for work, not to pester your son." Shiyang turned around and interrupted him, very calmly, "Your son is not worthy of my coming back, nor is he worthy of me giving up my career. Wait a minute Finish the project in hand..."
"Touch..." The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open by someone from the outside, interrupting Shiyang.
Shiyang subconsciously turned around and saw Fu Jingchuan with an expressionless face.
Fu Wujun also saw Fu Jingchuan, and frowned in displeasure. Just when he was about to scold him, Fu Jingchuan strode forward, bent down and grabbed Shiyang's wrist, pulled Shiyang up, and then looked at Fu Wujun.
"Who asked you to come here?" he asked, his voice cold, "Who gave you the right?"
Fu Wujun laughed angrily: "What's your attitude? I heard that my ex-daughter-in-law works in the company. I came over to take a look. What's wrong with saying hello? Does anyone else need a pass?"
"Are you here to see people?" Fu Jingchuan asked, "One day in the morning is not enough, you have to rush up to show off your power, right?"
Fu Wujun was so angry that he turned cold: "Do you know what you are talking about? Have you ever spoken to your father like this?"
Fu Jingchuan: "Do you still act like a father?"
Fu Wujun choked with anger and couldn't help but glance at Shiyang.
Shiyang didn't look at him or Fu Jingchuan. She just stretched out her hand to carefully break open Fu Jingchuan's hand that was holding her. She didn't want to get involved in the dispute between their father and son, and she didn't want to be at the scene.
But it can't be broken apart.
Fu Jingchuan's hands were clasped tightly.
He didn't look back at Shi Yang, but just looked at Fu Wujun: "The seventeenth floor is not your business scope. If I hear any news about you coming here in the future, don't blame me for being rude."
"You'd better not have contact with my people." Fu Jingchuan added, "My work and life are all my personal affairs and have nothing to do with anyone. I hope you won't interfere just because you are my father. I don’t want to come to the point of severing the relationship between father and son.”
After saying that, Shi Yang left without looking back.
Behind him came Fu Wujun's off-guard curse: "You unfilial son, have you ever treated your own father like this? I raised you in vain..."
Shiyang did not look back at Fu Wujun, nor did she struggle. She just let Fu Jingchuan pull her downstairs in silence.
It wasn't until he got into the car that Fu Jingchuan let go of her wrist, his face still tense and he didn't speak.
Shiyang didn't speak, just rubbed her wrist lightly, and after a while she spoke softly: "I made an appointment with Meihui to go see the house together. I went there first. It's not good for people to wait for too long."
After saying that, Shiyang was about to open the door and get out of the car.
As soon as the car door was pushed open a crack, the door was suddenly pulled tightly by a hand from behind.
Shi Yang raised his eyes and looked at the handsome face close at hand.
Fu Jingchuan was also looking at her, his black eyes deep and cold.
