A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu Chapter 3295: You think I am doing it for you

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“I’m still dizzy and my head hurts.” Didn’t he just tell the housekeeper that she couldn’t attend the party? She just followed his wishes.

“Have a good rest.” He dropped these words and turned to leave.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine came from the garden.

Fu Yuan’er got up. Except for her weakness, she had almost recovered.

After she finished washing, she lay on the sofa and studied the interview materials.

Someone knocked on the door again.

It was the housekeeper who brought her breakfast.

Murong Jue was also followed beside him.

“Grandma!” Fu Yuan’er quickly sat up.

“Lie down, lie down well.” Murong Jue came to her side with a smile and asked with concern: “How do you feel?”

“Much better.”

Fu Yuan’er pursed her lips: “I didn’t expect that I would be in such a state of distress even if I was caught in the rain. I usually have very good physical fitness.”

“A minor illness or pain like this is your body’s reminder that you should rest.” Murong Jue put a bowl of fish fillet porridge in her hand.

Fu Yuan’er was stunned for a while looking at the steam coming out of the fish porridge.

What about taking a break? She just took on the important responsibility of the social page in the newspaper.

“Yuan’er, why are you in a daze?” Murong Jue asked.

“Grandma, to tell you the truth, I was just appointed as the director of a section of the newspaper yesterday.” Fu Yuan’er ate fish porridge and told Murong Jue about the matter.

Murong Jue laughed after hearing this, “I never thought Cheng Zitong would do such a thing.”

Fu Yuan’er was confused as to what Cheng Zitong had to do with him.

“Silly child,” Murong Jue patted her head gently, “You are not related to that capital representative, why would he help you vent your anger in front of the editor-in-chief?”

Fu Yuan’er was stunned, yes, why?

“Of course it’s because someone instructed him to do this.” Murong Jue said amusedly, “Go and check and find out who is the investor behind Gengdu Culture Company, won’t you know everything?”

As he spoke, Murong Jue shook his head with emotion, “Young people today are really good at playing, and they even guess each other.”

Fu Yuan’er couldn’t wait for Murong Jue to leave, so she quickly asked someone to check.

It didn’t take long for her to receive the results. There were several investors in Gengdu Culture Company, and she didn’t know the others, but one of them was Cheng Zitong’s company!

“Do you understand now?” Murong Jue raised his eyebrows at her.

Fu Yuan’er was stunned. The first thing she did after coming back to her senses was to immediately find Cheng Zitong and ask for details.

“Don’t worry, you’re still sick,” Murong Jue said with a smile, “You can’t drive yet, I’ll ask the driver to take you there.”

“Thank you, grandma.” She gave Murong Jue a big kiss on his face.

Murong Jue was surprised at first, then smiled even more happily, “Okay, slow down.”

When Fu Yuan’er’s footsteps disappeared from the stairs, the smile on her face gradually faded.

“Madam, why do you need to tell her this to make their relationship better?” the housekeeper asked.

The housekeeper has been in the Cheng family for a long time, so he still calls Murong Jue the same name as when he first came here.

Murong Jue changed his usual friendly attitude and smiled coldly, “It’s quite interesting to see these young people fighting back and forth.”

**

Fu Yuan’er went directly to Cheng Zitong’s company.

However, he was not at the company. His secretary told her: “I don’t know where Mr. Cheng has gone. He doesn’t tell me every trip.”

Fu Yuan’er looked at the secretary. This secretary was quite beautiful.

“I’m not looking for him, I’m talking to you.” Fu Yuan’er suddenly had another idea, “Can you make me a cup of coffee?”

“Don’t you have a cold? Can you drink coffee?” the secretary asked immediately.

Fu Yuan’er was surprised. Could it be that she had a cold at a glance?

“Let me make you a cup of longan tea.” the secretary said.

After a while, she came back from the tea room and sat on the other side of the sofa.

“Thank you.” Fu Yuan’er picked up the tea cup and warmed her hands.

“Mrs. Cheng, if you have any questions, just ask,” the secretary shrugged, “I don’t know much about Mr. Cheng’s private matters.”

Fu Yuan’er smiled: “How did you know that I wanted to ask him about his personal matters?”

The secretary pouted, “Do you want to ask about official business?”

Coincidentally, what she wanted to ask was business matters.

“Can I know what proportion of the company’s investment in farming education culture?”

The secretary was stunned for a moment and looked at Fu Yuan’er again.

At first she thought Fu Yuan’er was different, but she didn’t expect that to be the case.

In fact, some women wanted to ask the company before, but as soon as she heard the question, she knew that what they really wanted to know was how much money Mr. Cheng had.

As Fu Yuan’er asked so carefully, there really isn’t one.

“Not much, about ten percent.” The secretary replied.

It turns out there is really investment.

“Why would he invest in a cultural company?” Fu Yuan’er asked.

“I really don’t know this.” The secretary shook his head.

Fu Yuan’er stared at the secretary silently, her intuition telling her that the secretary was lying.

Her eye-catching skills are very good. During the interview, if she feels that the other person is not telling the truth, she will just look at the other person quietly.

100% of the time it will end with the other party admitting defeat and telling the truth.

Over time, her peers gave her a nickname, Hawkeye.

The secretary really couldn’t bear it.

“Mrs. Cheng, I don’t know why you suddenly asked this, but I can guarantee that although Cheng always does it for a girl, he and this girl are absolutely innocent.”

This answer was really beyond Fu Yuan’er’s expectation.

“Why do you say that?” Could it be that Cheng Zitong didn’t like him again.

“Because that girl is only sixteen years old.”

Fu Yuan’er:……

How should she describe her current mood?

It was like riding a roller coaster. I originally thought that Cheng Zitong invested in farming and studying culture for her, but in fact it was for a girl.

Asking the company representative to help her stand out in front of the editor-in-chief should be a favor from him.

Not too surprised.

To this day, their relationship has become such that they can help each other. When she is sick, he pours water and gives her medicine, which is beyond her expectations.

She has no more emotional needs for Cheng Zitong.

Even what we have now is dispensable.

When she returned to the Cheng family villa, the party was probably held in the family bar on the basement floor. The housekeeper was already bringing people to bring all kinds of food inside.

“Yuan’er,” Murong Jue sat on the bench at the top of the steps and asked, “Have you asked him? Why did he do this secretly?”

Fu Yuan’er silently recited her role in the Cheng family, Cheng Zitong’s real wife.

So, she should be wiping tears from her eyes now.

“What’s wrong?” Murong Jue was shocked, “Why are you still crying? Come here quickly, come here, Grandma will make the decision for you.”

Fu Yuan’er sat down next to her, immediately hugged her shoulders, and cried: “Grandma, he has a woman outside, wuwu…”

Tears slid down Fu Yuan’er’s face, she was really sad.

“Really?” Murong Jue frowned seriously and immediately ordered the housekeeper: “Go and call Zi Tong over.”

Fu Yuan’er’s head was full of questions, was Cheng Zitong at home? She just passed by the garage and didn’t see his car.

After a while, Cheng Zitong came over with the housekeeper as expected.

Seeing her hugging Murong Jue’s shoulders, he was also full of doubts.

But he soon realized that Fu Yuan’er was pretending.

She had already winked at him secretly, signaling for him to cooperate.

“Grandma.” He said hello first, then looked at Fu Yuan’er: “Aren’t you sick and don’t want to have a good rest?”

Murong Jue patted the armrest of the chair seriously, “Zitong, do you have a woman outside?” She asked directly.

“No…no.” Cheng Zi stuttered in the same voice, which was a sign of hesitation and lack of confidence.

“Grandma, look, I didn’t lie to you!” Fu Yuan’er started crying again, “He didn’t dare to tell the truth at all!”

Cheng Zitong frowned: “I told the truth.”

“Then let me ask you, why are you investing in Gengdu Culture?” Fu Yuan’er asked in a sweet voice.

A flash of surprise flashed in Cheng Zitong’s eyes. He didn’t expect that she already knew about his acquisition of the newspaper.

“Grandma, I’ve heard it all. He did this just for a girl, a 16-year-old girl!” she said, wiping away tears.

Cheng Zitong’s eyes darkened slightly, and his expression became complicated. No one could understand what he was thinking.

“Zitong, tell me what’s going on.” Murong Jue spoke.

Cheng Zitong nodded, “Gengdu Culture signed a 16-year-old traffic internet celebrity. I think it is very valuable.”

He has formulated a five-year training plan for this Internet celebrity. After five years, he will sell her contract and make a lot of money.

Fu Yuan’er complained in her heart that it was just a business, and she even used the concept of training.

This kind of thing is not just about tricking children to make money from them.

In order to make money, Cheng Zitong did some things that were not worth mentioning in the upper class society.

However, when thinking of this, Fu Yuan’er didn’t feel disgusted, but actually showed a trace of sympathy.

As the illegitimate son of the Cheng family, not only did he not enjoy the benefits, he had to rely on his own means to move forward.

Is he a person who will deviate sooner or later?

“Even if what you say is right, no matter how valuable it is, you can’t neglect your wife.” Murong Jue frowned, “Now take Yuan’er back to the room and let her calm down.”

Cheng Zitong nodded, found Fu Yuan’er’s hand accurately, pulled it up, and walked towards the villa.

Fu Yuan’er breathed a sigh of relief as she closed the door with a “snap”.

“I’m exhausted.” When is the end of acting every day?

“Did you go to my company today?” Cheng Zi asked.

She nodded honestly, “I heard that you invested in Gengdu Culture. I’ll go and see what’s going on.”

“Do you think I’m doing this for you?” Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows, mercilessly breaking his illusion.

“I don’t think so, but you should know all the other shareholders and have a familiar relationship with you.”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because I want to find out who has the final say in New A Daily, and whether the matter I received in charge of the social section is a trap!”

Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, “Then you can rest assured, our investment goal is to make money, not for someone.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

Fu Yuan’er sat there blankly, feeling that she seemed to have figured out something, but she became even more confused.

       

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