nycdaug Chapter 251 An Ying, have I been too good to you?!
Chapter 251 An Ying, have I been too good to you?!
The club manager came to report to Li Xiuzhe.
Tell the boss everything that just happened in detail.
How An Ying was thrown out, how the two women wrestled, and how Lu Qiyao rushed over to protect An Ying.
Upon hearing this, Li Xiuzhe sighed and instructed the manager to handle the aftermath.
Fu Chengli didn't speak, he just stood there silently.
His gaze lingered on Lu Qiyao's wrist, which was gripping An Ying's.
Lu Qiyao gripped her so tightly that he left a red mark on An Ying's fair wrist.
An Ying pondered for a moment.
Maybe Fu Chengli will have a change of heart today and, seeing that Lu Qiyao is protecting him, will take pity on him and not care?
Lu Qiyao was in so much pain he almost cried.
An Ying has always been kind-hearted, and Lu Qiyao at least saved her life.
There shouldn't be any problem taking your savior to the hospital, right?
An Ying pulled her wrist out of Lu Qiyao's hand and walked to Fu Chengli.
She looked up at him, tugged at his suit sleeve, and whispered in a pleading tone:
"I'll go to the hospital, and I'll come back as soon as he's alright, okay?"
She coaxed him softly, afraid that something else might go wrong.
However, before she could finish speaking, Fu Chengli interrupted her coldly:
"not good."
An Ying was stunned.
Fu Chengli's voice was deep and cold, like ice.
"With so many people serving us, why would we need one more? Boiling water won't kill you."
An Ying's fingers were a little stiff.
That's incredibly malicious.
That's incredibly disrespectful.
Lu Qiyao gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely.
Damn it, he's a perfectly healthy person standing right here, and Fu Chengli just has to curse him to die.
Gu Qingwen watched the spectacle unfold for quite some time.
He crossed his arms and chuckled, "Is this how the Fu family operates? I've truly witnessed it today."
Fu Chengli's gaze darkened, and he coldly swept his eyes over Gu Qingwen.
Gu Qingwen scoffed, "They start fighting over a mere disagreement and even throw kettles to injure people. Do they have any semblance of civilized behavior?"
"Young Master Lu saved An Ying, so it's only natural for her to accompany her to the hospital. It shows that she is kind and compassionate. I don't know what President Fu's purpose was in forcing her to abandon her savior and then verbally abuse her?"
After combing her hair, Yin Mei felt a little regretful about fighting with Gao Lu earlier.
I never expected things to turn out this way.
Gao Lu is a madwoman.
Despite the fight, he actually swung a scalding hot kettle at her, intending to kill her.
Yin Mei glared angrily at Gao Lu, cursing inwardly: "You showed off to me when you were pregnant, making me lose face, and now you've embarrassed my son. Just you wait, one day I'll get my hands on you!"
However, An Ying couldn't forcefully interfere in the conflict between Fu Chengli and her young lover.
Fu Chengli said in a deep voice, "It's not up to Chairman Gu in Nancheng to comment on the Fu family's situation. If Chairman Gu wants to cause trouble, I'm ready to oblige at any time."
After saying that, he grabbed An Ying's withdrawn hand and left without looking back.
An Ying had no chance of breaking free.
I could only feel the pain in my wrist from his grip.
Fu Chengli strode forward with her, and An Ying jogged alongside him.
She gasped for breath: "Wait a minute, I can't run anymore."
Fu Chengli seemed not to hear him and walked faster and faster.
An Ying was irritated until the two of them went down to the underground parking lot of the club.
He walked up to Fu Chengli's car, opened the door, and tossed An Ying into the passenger seat like a package.
Bang!
The car door closes.
Fu Chengli slammed the door shut with great force, seemingly filled with rage.
An Ying fell into the passenger seat, struggled to get up, and just managed to fasten her seatbelt.
Fu Chengli started the car and sped away.
A black Bentley sped down the road.
Fu Chengli's face was somber.
He held the steering wheel with one hand and put a cigarette in his mouth with the other.
While waiting at a red light, he took a lighter out of the car and lit it.
An Ying gripped the seatbelt tightly, glanced at him sideways, and then looked away at the road ahead.
Both of them were silent.
The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat heavy.
The cigarette butt was mostly burned, but Fu Chengli remained silent.
An Ying didn't know what to say, she only knew that he was unhappy.
I am very unhappy.
At this point, saying one wrong word would be the end of you.
She simply shut up and curled up in her seat.
The car quickly drove to a secluded park.
Fu Chengli turned the steering wheel and brought the car to a stop.
An Ying unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car when something was stuffed into her hand.
It's Fu Chengli's cell phone.
His phone screen showed his call history.
The dialed number field was filled with a dense array of calls, all to An Ying.
An Ying made a light swipe with her finger.
He called himself many times, but none of the calls went unanswered.
An Ying explained, "My phone was taken by your father's assistant, that's why I didn't answer."
Fu Chengli swiped his finger across the screen.
"Why didn't you answer the phone during this time? You haven't even arrived at the club yet."
An Ying suddenly remembered something and took her phone out of her bag.
The phone is still in recording mode.
I forgot to turn off the recording mode.
An Ying clicked to stop recording.
I had the recording mode on and I couldn't get through to any of the calls.
An Ying said, feeling wronged, "The recording blocked my calls. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore your calls, I..."
Fu Chengli rolled down the car window and flicked his cigarette ash.
"I can't get through to you on the phone. Do you know how worried I was when I couldn't find you?!"
"You were just kidnapped recently. It's one thing for you not to be careful, but you should at least have told me, right?"
“I tried calling you many times but couldn’t get through, so I called my fourth uncle. He said you left and were picked up by the old man’s driver. I was wondering why the old man picked you up when he didn’t use a driver today. I checked with the driver and found out that it was my dad who ordered the driver to take you to the club.”
"You've gone through so much today, didn't you ever think to tell me or let me know even for a moment?!"
"An Ying, what am I to you?"
Fu Chengli's voice was very low, but his tone was like he was yelling at someone.
An Ying lowered her eyes, a sudden surge of grievance welling up in her heart.
Fu Chengli slightly raised his eyebrows and gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his lips.
"On the way to the club, I kept thinking that my dad is very outspoken when he's angry. I wondered if he would yell at me or say something unpleasant that would embarrass me. It broke my heart."
"As a result, when I arrived at the club, I saw you acting like nothing had happened, tearing Lu Qiyao's clothes with your own hands, hugging him and taking care of him, and even looking worried and wanting to take him to the hospital. So, I was the fool who was worried and anxious for you!"
"An Ying, have I been too good to you? Is that why you can be so reckless?!"