Chapter 65 - How Many More Years Do You Want to Stay Inside?
Mr Fu, I Really Love You
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After the divorce, the ambitious Fu Wan was unwilling to come back to the Fu family only to be lectured by her parents about choosing the wrong partner. Thus, she led a life alone with Fu Huaiâan.
A rough life plus a bumpy relationship eventually prompted depression to insidiously imprison Fu Wan.
One morning after Fu Huaiâan left home to go to school, Fu Wan chose to take her life in her bathtub.
Yet by the time the Fu Family had heard of Fu Wanâs death, Fu Huaiâan had already become an influential figure in the lawyer world.
Hearing the tragedy that befell his only daughter and that his grandson who shared his blood was not recognized by Jiang Chengyuan, Grandfather Fu and Grandmother Fu let Secretary Song invite Fu Huaiâan back to the Fu Family.
After meeting up with Fu Huaiâan, Grandmother Fu was shocked by Fu Huaiâanâs firm aura. Fu Huaiâan carried himself immaculately in his dark suit; his accumulated wisdom and steadiness embedded into his features.
Despite sitting adjacent to a successful, intimidating businessman like Fu Qingquan who had the market as his oyster for years, Fu Huaiâanâs powerful presence didnât lose out one bit. In fact, it even seemed to speak for itself with assurance.
Grandmother Fu had been thinking about letting Fu Huaiâan take over the Fuâs business, yet the problem was that Fu Qingquan and herself had adopted a son in their despair after Fu Wan left the Fu family and cut off all ties with them. They were prepared to let Fu Cheng be the heir of the Fu Family business.
Surprisingly, Fu Cheng fell unconscious after the car accident and the Kai De Cooperation stocks plummeted. After multiple bouts of pleading from Fu Qingquan and his wife, Fu Huaiâan stepped up and managed the Kai De Cooperation from its crisis all the way to that dayâ¦
Fu Cheng had already woken up three months ago and heard the news that Kai De Cooperation had become Fu Huaiâanâs oyster in the years that he was unconscious. His lower body was paralyzed and he could only use a wheelchair for the rest of his life. After thinking it through, he took the initiative to seek out Fu Qingquan and his wife to discuss the matter, saying that the Fu family should get an heir with their own blood. Afterward, he took his wife and kids abroad.
The bastard that Lu Jinnan mentioned was an accident that Fu Qingquan made in his later years after he got ridiculously drunk and loose one evening.
Fu Qingquan had only heard that the child existed three years ago. By then, the latter was already fourteen years old.
The childâs sudden appearance was a great solace for Fu Qingquan, who had lost his only daughter and was fixated on having a son.
Considering his wifeâs sentiments, Fu Qingquan didnât dare to fetch his child back. Yet after three years of bonding, the relationship between Fu Qingquan and the child was no longer ordinary.
Fu Qingquan was devoted to nurturing his son to become the heir of the Fuâs. Yet he was concerned about being met with opposition from his shrewd wife. Thus, he operated discreetly to suppress Fu Huaiâan in order to get his own son prepared to take over as heir.
âDid it not occur to that old lad that if it wasnât for you all these years, Kai De Cooperation would have collapsed a long time ago without being able to meet its tremendous success today? Killing off someone after youâre done using them is one thing⦠but not playing by the rules is another. Kai De cooperation is so huge yet heâs not scared that heâll end up choking his precious baby to death?!â
Lu Jinnanâs raspy voice contained an unsupressable anger.
Fu Huaiâan kept silent. He fixed his deep, distant gaze on the blurry night view outsideâ¦
âIf you were an outsider I wouldnât say anything, but youâre the old ladâs real grandson, how could he do something like that?â Lu Jinnan irritatedly threw his cigar on the floor and stomped on it.
Xiao Lu had already got in the car. Fu Huaiâanâs eyes were half closed. As he bit on the cigarette he asked, âHow many more years did you want to stay inside?â