Vol 2 Chapter 3693: Middle-aged woman

Yan Yan was shocked, don't take this sister seriously.
She quickly changed the subject, "Sister, Yuaner didn't want to come, but I heard that it was your birthday party, so she even pushed the interview."
Cheng Yiquan smiled slightly: "Yuan'er, we are a family, I won't tell you outside, grandma is really wrong, but I still hope you can reconcile."
Fu Yuan'er squeezed out a smile and said nothing.
Is reconciliation so easy?
Even though Mr. Ou was the middleman, Murong Jue did not stop targeting Cheng Zitong.
Cheng Yiquan was not talking empty words, she took out a few photos to Fu Yuan'er.
Fu Yuan'er was stunned. The photo was a ruby ​​ring, exactly the same as the ring in Ji Senzhuo's profile in the morning!
She was secretly surprised, but didn't say anything, she wanted to see what Cheng Yiquan said.
"This is Taima's favorite ring, but it was accidentally lost a few years ago," Cheng Yiquan said. "She tried a lot of ways but couldn't find it, and she couldn't let it go."
So, "Yuan'er, your network with Zitong is different from ours, maybe you can think of a way."
"If you can settle the worries of grandma, I believe she will let go of her grievances."
When Fu Yuan'er heard this, Cheng Yiquan didn't know the true meaning of this ruby ​​ring.
If Cheng Yiquan knew that the ring had fallen into her hands, it would be evidence that Murong Jue was shameless, and he didn't know what he would think.
"This ruby ​​looks very precious." Yan Yan also glanced.
"What is going on?" Fu Yuan'er asked pretendingly.
Cheng Yiquan looked solemnly: "This ring has a deep relationship with Grandma too. I heard that it was given by a close friend of her, and that friend has passed away, so the ring is even more precious."
Fu Yuan'er sneered in her heart, "A close friend" is not just a lover, she said so elegantly.
Want to come to Murong Jue is willing to use such an excuse to cover up the facts, it seems that this ring is indeed her culprit.
"Okay, I will go back and discuss it with Cheng Zi." She put the photo away.
In order to appear serious, she immediately stood up and said goodbye to Cheng Yiquan, preparing to leave.
"Don't go with me, the party has just begun." She confessed to Yan Yan.
Cheng Yiquan also took Yan Yan's arm, "Yes, I want to ask you a lot of details about the wedding."
Fu Yuan'er Chong Yanyan nodded seriously, "Yes, let's talk."
Yan Yan:...
Fu Yuan'er walked through the crowd in the living room with the photo, and was unprepared for a woman coming up to her with a tray full of wine glasses in her hand.
She stopped quickly, but she almost couldn't stand firmly, and one hand held her arm in time.
"Thank you." She saw that it was a middle-aged woman who was supporting her.
The woman moved her lips and wanted to talk, but she fixed her eyes on Fu Yuan'er's neck but didn't move.
Fu Yuaner lowered her head and found that she was looking at her pendant.
"Hello?" Fu Yuaner said in confusion.
The other person came back to his senses, "I...I think this pendant is familiar, can I open its lid?"
Fu Yuan'er did not immediately agree, and asked, "Who are you?"
"You can call me Lingyue."
Fu Yuan'er was taken aback for a moment, then she looked at her facial features. They had the same deep eye sockets and tall nose as Ling Lan...
Fu Yuaner opened the lid of the pendant, "Do you know her?"
"Lan Lan..." Tears suddenly gathered in Ling Yue's eyes.
Ling Yue dragged Fu Yuan'er to a secluded place, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I lost my mind."
Fu Yuan'er asked: "Are you... from the same family as Linglan?"
The other party nodded tearfully, "You must have a close relationship with Cheng Zi, this is Ling Lan's most precious thing, and he won't give it to others easily."
Then she said: "I didn't expect to see this necklace in my life... Linglan and I were the best sisters back then..."
"You lied!" Fu Yuan'er calmly denied her words, "I've heard people say that members of that family are not allowed to come to City A."
"You are right," Ling Yue nodded, "I came here secretly. Not only am I here, but my brother is also here."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned.
"When I was young, my brother and Lan Lan often played together..." She was a little choked. "Lan Lan's death is a regret for our life. No matter what, we can't let our sons suffer together..."
"What do you want to do?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
"We... can we meet with Zi?" she asked.
Her tearful appearance made Fu Yuan'er unable to refuse. She thought to herself, if Cheng Zitong knew about her and her relatives missed her, she would feel happy in her heart.
"I can't call the shots," Fu Yuan'er shook her head, "ask his opinion."
Ling Yue quickly took out the phone, "Let's leave a contact information."
Fu Yuan'er nodded.
After bidding farewell to Lingyue, Fu Yuaner returned home with doubts.
Originally, she planned to find someone to check Lingyue's old story, but after another thought, it would be better to come back and discuss with Cheng Zitong first.
However, the room was empty, the bed was tidy and the bathroom was dry, which proved that Cheng Zi had not come back in the same afternoon.
"Mom, mom?" She walked out of the room, standing in the hallway and shouting.
Mother Fu lived at the other end of the corridor, wearing her pajamas and walking out with slippers, "What's the matter?"
"Did Cheng Zitong come back?" she asked.
Mother Fu is funny: "Run back at night and ask you. Mom wants a husband, do you think I have the energy to take care of your business?"
Mom said so, that he really hasn't come back yet.
Fu Yuan'er decided to go back to the room and take a bath first, and wait until he comes back.
"Yuan'er," her mother stopped her: "What happened?"
"Today I ran into a middle-aged woman..." She told about what happened in Cheng Yiquan's home.
"That's not right," Mother Fu pondered as she walked over, "Old Ou told me that the most stringent ban of the Linghu family cannot leave the sphere of family power casually."
It was because of coming to City A that Ling Lan was abandoned by his family.
"Who said it's not." Fu Yuaner shrugged, so she didn't dare to make a random conclusion, but ran back to discuss with Cheng Zi.
"He went to the dinner," said Mama Fu, "I heard that it was an investor's dinner, and it was a female investor."
What does the word "女" mean in my mother's work?
"Investors, either male or female." Fu Yuaner didn't care.
"You are now in a divorced state," Mother Fu frowned, "I don't know where your confidence comes from."
"Of course you gave birth to you." Fu Yuan'er said, and walked into the room.
"Heartless." Mother Fu shook her head at her figure.
But Fu Yuan'er didn't panic at all. In seventeen years, he had other ideas, and he had changed his course long ago.
She washed and lay down on the bed, thinking back to seeing Lingyue tonight.
The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is like a trap, otherwise everything will happen so coincidence.
Cheng Yiquan invited her to the party, Ling Yue appeared at the party, and happened to hold Fu Yuan'er, who was about to fall.
All this looks more like a well-arranged play.
But what is their purpose?
She didn't think of a reason for a long time, so she had to check the ring online.
After this check, there was really something to be said.
This ring is old, and its history can be traced back to the European Middle Ages. It was once the favorite of a certain European royal princess.
But are these reasons enough for Murong Jue to occupy this ring?
Then the phone rang suddenly, and it was Cheng Zitong's assistant Koizumi who called.
"What happened to Cheng Zitong?" She answered the phone.
"Madam, Mr. Cheng is drunk." Koizumi said anxiously.
"Drunk?" Fu Yuan'er was a little surprised, he really didn't look like a person who would indulge himself.
Did something happen?
She didn't worry too much, changed her clothes and got ready to go out.
"What's the matter?" When I went downstairs, I met my mother face to face.
"Cheng Zitong is drunk, I'll go take a look." She said as she walked out.
"Wait," Mother Fu looked at her slightly convex lower abdomen, "The belly is getting bigger day by day, can you pay more attention to it?"
"I found a new driver for you, and you will take it with you everywhere in the future."
Mother Fu was not talking about playing, as expected, there was a young girl waiting by Fu Yuan'er's car.
"Lucy?" Fu Yuan'er was surprised when she recognized this person.
Lucy smiled and opened the door: "Boss, I'm glad to serve you."
Fu Yuan'er missed Cheng Zitong, so she didn't have time to ask too much, she just said: "I will drive for me tonight, and I will return to the agency for an internship tomorrow."
Lucy nodded honestly and drove the car out of the garden.
The place where Cheng Zitong drinks is a high-end club.
Fu Yuan'er ran into Koizumi at the door, and he was walking in with two bottles of ice water.
"What's the matter?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
"The drinkers are all investors. Mr. Cheng has been drinking with them for three rounds." Koizumi told Fu Yuan'er.
Fu Yuan'er followed Koizumi to the outside of the box. Through the hidden door of the box, she saw several women toasting with Cheng Zi.
Cheng Zi had no expression on his face, but he never refused to toast, drinking as much as he could.
"Let's talk about it, Mr. Cheng's drinking capacity is beyond your imagination." Someone said mockingly.
Another person went on to say: "Don't you see that the Cheng head office is gone, as long as the amount of alcohol does not fall, the company will have it sooner or later."
"Yes, yes," another man pointed at the women, "you all work hard, who can get President Cheng drunk, I have a lot of rewards!"
"Hahaha..." A burst of unbridled laughter echoed in the box.
Fu Yuan'er understood. These investors sent their secretaries to drink with Cheng Zi, and stood aside to watch the excitement.
"I didn't say that I shouldn't drink it just now, why did I drink it again!" Koizumi stamped his feet worried.
"Is Cheng Zitong good at drinking?" Fu Yuaner asked in a low voice.
"It's okay," Koizumi said, "but Mr. Cheng usually doesn't participate in the wine bureau."
Fu Yuan'er feels sad, although his surname is Cheng, it is better not to have this surname.
"Is it almost done?" Fu Yuan'er asked next.
"Look at the document on the table," Koizumi motioned to her, "Ms. Cheng is just to sign this. I have already said that I will sign..."
So, these people deliberately make things difficult for him?
Fu Yuaner took the ice water in Koizumi's hand and walked in.