Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 521: It’s All About the Mindset

The car drove back home, Su Wanxin went upstairs to her bedroom, took out her phone, and sent a message to Zhong Xian.

The content was very simple; she had decided to accept treatment and wanted to recover her memory as soon as possible.

This answer was both within and beyond Zhong Xian’s expectations.

Because Su Wanxin had sent this message around nearly twelve o’clock at night, Zhong Xian saw this timing as problematic.

Su Wanxin lay in bed, recalling Shen Xiaochen’s hysterical appearance when she saw her, unable to sleep. She also couldn’t figure out how she had offended her in the first place, to make her hate her to this extent.

Fu Shihan was still in Bin City and unaware of what had happened here.

After signing the contract for the new project with Su Bai, his proposal to play golf, full of flirtation, was sternly rejected by Su Bai.

Su Bai felt that this person was an extremely dangerous individual and didn’t want to get too close to him.

"By the way, what did you want to tell me on the plane earlier?"

Su Bai suddenly remembered something and asked Fu Shihan with a frown. Fu Shihan thought about it and responded with a nonchalant "Oh," saying, "I forgot."

In fact, he hadn’t intended to say anything serious at the time; he had been flirting a lot lately and just wanted to tease Su Bai. Later, he thought it was better to refrain, to be a bit more restrained. Unexpectedly, Su Bai was still thinking about it.

Having left the Imperial Capital for two days, there hadn’t been much contact between him and Su Wanxin.

On the third evening, Fu Shihan couldn’t help himself and sent a video call to Su Wanxin.

Su Wanxin had just taken a shower, her hair wrapped in a dry hair cap, and her fair face shone brightly within his view, making Fu Shihan unable to take his eyes off her.

"What instructions does President Fu have?"

Su Wanxin placed her phone aside, glanced at him sidelong and asked softly.

"Just checking on when I can return, wanted to see what my girlfriend has been up to in my absence."

Fu Shihan lay on the bed, one hand holding the phone and the other behind his head, speaking with utter boredom.

After hearing this, Su Wanxin changed the position of her phone to face her computer screen, and then Fu Shihan saw that she was trading futures, focusing on the night market.

Futures... were something Fu Shihan was good at; he had first made a name for himself in the financial circles of the Imperial Capital because of his unmatched skills in trading futures.

Trading futures is much harder than stocks; of course, the risks are greater, but so are the potential returns.

As long as one is clever and has accurate judgment, it’s even possible to achieve a 70% to 100% return in about ten minutes, which were Fu Shihan’s results.

In recent years, the futures market has developed rapidly. Some people have made a fortune from it, earning millions, tens of millions, or even billions annually. But there are also not a few who have been ruined by it and chosen suicide.

Fu Shihan had recently heard about a futures trader who had been liquidated because their losses exceeded the margin they had prefunded and were forced to close their position; their account was wiped out in an instant, and they died on the spot from the shock.

So, trading futures is all about mentality.

Fu Shihan quietly watched Su Wanxin’s operations for about ten minutes, then became so excited that he couldn’t sleep. He got up and went to the study to turn on his computer and log into his own account.

How could this girl be so skilled?

Fu Shihan thought with a slight frown; she was taking full positions, her approach was clear, and just by looking at her techniques, you’d know she was experienced, someone who trades often.

"President Su," Fu Shihan logged into his account and spoke softly, "let’s have another competition."

He said earnestly, "Aren’t you curious to see how you fare against me?"