Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 1147: Still Not Fully Green

This thought flashed through Su Wanxin’s mind, and then she raised the corner of her mouth in self-mockery.

Score whatever you like, it’s not like I’m living my life for them to see.

Fu Shihan was flipping through those photos, looking like he was in a pretty good mood. Seeing this, Lin Rui finally spoke about another matter.

"Nangong Qiang’s sudden Weibo post isn’t without reason."

Fu Shihan lightly swiped his finger across the screen and saw another Weibo post from Nangong Qiang just a minute before those photos were posted.

"Damn it, forcing me?"

Just a few simple words, yet they fully expressed Nangong Qiang’s irritable mood.

Actually, when Fu Shihan first saw these photos, he was a bit surprised, because normally, Nangong Qiang wouldn’t release so many stash photos all at once. He’ll definitely regret it later.

Fu Shihan lightly raised an eyebrow, looked up at Lin Rui, and asked, "What’s going on?"

Lin Rui swallowed, first looked at Su Wanxin, and then slowly replied, "Actually, before we came back, we saw Fu Ziqian downstairs at the company. I was wondering what that guy was doing looking for Wan God, now I understand."

Photos of Fu Ziqian and Su Wanxin standing side by side, talking in low voices, were taken and posted online.

In today’s fast-developing internet age, especially when the other side is prepared, everyone can imagine how quickly those photos spread. As for the comments under the photos, they’re also predictable.

It’s good for a woman to have topics, but too much traffic is a bad thing.

Nangong Qiang was having hot pot at a hot pot restaurant, watching those fools online using their heads as butts flooding the screen. He couldn’t hold back. Originally, he planned to post at 2 am, so he wouldn’t sleep, and neither should anyone else. The staff at Zhaobo would have to get up and have fun with him.

After listening to Lin Rui, Fu Shihan looked at that so-called photo of Su Wanxin and Fu Ziqian and smiled indifferently, then turned his head to the person next to him and asked, "Wan God, do you think my head is a bit green?"

"It’s okay, light green, not entirely green yet," Su Wanxin calmly replied. "If you want to deepen the color a bit, that’s possible too."

Su Wanxin thought about Cheng Yao, thinking the photo might have been taken by her. As for posting it online, there probably wasn’t any prior notice given to Fu Ziqian.

"The methods are still lacking; P-ing the company building into a hotel would be more convincing."

She wasn’t in a hurry or upset, even had the heart to help her opponent analyze the situation.

"What did Fu Ziqian say to you?"

"Nothing much, just trying to poach someone at a high price," Su Wanxin answered honestly. "Eighty percent sure President Fu also felt the skill level of his company’s employees was questionable, so he took a chance and came looking for me."

Fu Shihan laughed: "Does he have more money than me?"

"Coincidentally, I asked him the same," Su Wanxin smiled faintly. "So, you see, he’s retaliating out of embarrassment now, isn’t he?"

So, Fu Shihan, grievances have their sources, and the one making your head green is Fu Ziqian, not me. Let’s keep things straight; I don’t intend to take the blame for this.

Fu Shihan read her underlying message, pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement.

When the group left the room and went downstairs, Fu Shili was nowhere in sight. Instead, there was a stack of files on the table, so many that it made people want to take two steps back.

"I might not be able to come back for the next few days. Lin Rui, be alert."

Fu Shihan’s voice came from behind, catching Su Wanxin’s attention. She turned back in confusion and asked, "Where are you going?"