Chapter 39

“No, there’s nothing in this soup. It’s just some medicinal herbs to nourish your body,” Song Feier explained immediately.

“Take it away.” Fu Yanchen didn’t even spare her a glance.

Song Feier bit her lower lip and had the audacity to open the thermos. “Yanchen, yesterday was my fault. I’m here to make amends. I made this specifically for you. I’ll leave as soon as you drink it.”

With that, she placed a spoon into the insulated container and held it out to him.

Fu Yanchen narrowed his eyes, a flash of impatience flickering in their depths.

Just as he was about to speak, Song Feier beat him to it. She pointed at his neck in shock and demanded, “Yanchen! Did you touch another woman last night?”

On Fu Yanchen’s neck, a bite mark was clearly visible, half-hidden by his collar. It was a dull red, looking as though it had been there for some time.

Song Feier was so angry she felt like killing someone.

A frenzied rage instantly flooded her chest, nearly causing her to lose all reason.

She knew the dosage she had given Fu Yanchen was potent; there was no way he could have remained indifferent. It turned out he had been with another woman.

“Who was she?”

Song Feier’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with the fury of betrayal, and her voice turned shrill.

Fu Yanchen reached up to touch the mark on his neck. Thinking of the little wildcat who had bitten him the previous night, a faint, almost imperceptible curve touched the corners of his mouth.

However, he remained cold toward Song Feier. “Are you trying to manage me now?” he asked.

Song Feier’s tears fell even harder. She was already at a disadvantage.

Even though she was Fu Chengyi’s mother, she hadn’t been able to marry Fu Yanchen in seven years. What right did she have to question him?

So, even if Fu Yanchen really had touched another woman, she could only swallow her grievances.

Damn it. She would definitely find out which woman had taken advantage of the situation. Everything she had done had only served to benefit someone else!

Downstairs at the Fu Corporation, Song Yunnian looked up at the Fu Corporation Building, unable to help but feel a sense of awe.

As expected of the leading enterprise in Yuncheng, a man who possessed such assets was bound to be the dream husband of every woman. Song Feier really had struck it lucky.

After pausing for only a moment, Song Yunnian stepped into the building.

This morning, she had run to several places just to gather all those damn invoices. Although the total amount was still quite a bit short, it was better than nothing.

Song Yunnian wore a long black lace dress with a semi-sheer design. The waist was tight, accentuating her slender figure and making it impossible for anyone to look away.

“Hello, my surname is Song. I’m here to see President Fu.”

The receptionist looked at Jiang Han, a flash of admiration in her eyes, before saying politely, “Certainly, please wait a moment.”

She dialed an internal line. “Yes… I’ll send her up right away.”

As Song Yunnian turned to head upstairs, several receptionists huddled together to whisper.

“She’s so beautiful. Is she here to discuss a partnership with President Fu?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“She said her surname is also Song. Do you think she’s related to the lady of the house?”

“Probably not. I heard the boss’s fiancée only has one cousin named Song Qianqian. I’ve seen her, and she doesn’t look like this.”

…

Song Yunnian took the elevator to the top floor. Outside the elevator, Xu Yan was already waiting.

“Miss Song, this way, please.”

He stole a glance at Song Yunnian, secretly speculating about her relationship with Fu Yanchen.

Wasn’t this Song Feier’s sister?

She had quite a reputation in Yuncheng-a bad one, of course.

Song Feier was still in the office right now, yet Fu Yanchen had actually told him to bring Song Yunnian straight in. It was quite unexpected.

Song Yunnian had originally planned to just drop off the invoices and leave; she didn’t want to see Fu Yanchen again.

But then she thought about the appearance fees and service fees included in the total. That fussy man might try to make a big deal out of them, so after some thought, she decided to deliver them in person.

The office door opened, and Song Yunnian immediately spotted Song Feier. In front of Fu Yanchen sat an open thermos.

However, Song Feier’s expression didn’t look very good.

Song Yunnian arched an eyebrow, then gave Xu Yan a charming smile. “Thank you.”

She walked straight inside.