nycdaug Chapter 235 My fingers are all red from pinching.
Chapter 235 My fingers are all red from pinching.
An Ying was frightened by the scene.
I used to watch Wu Xiatong from the public relations department deal with the media, and she was incredibly skilled at it, answering questions fluently.
When the microphone was actually shoved in her face, she didn't know what to say.
An Ying noticed that someone was taking pictures of her and Fu Chengli holding hands with a portable camera.
She instinctively wanted to let go of his hand.
She tried to shake him off.
failure.
Fu Chengli showed no sign of loosening his grip; on the contrary, he tightened his hold even more.
His strength made An Ying's hand hurt a little.
She hissed softly.
A sharp-eyed reporter noticed the diamond ring on An Ying's hand and keenly sensed a hint of gossip.
Upon seeing this, An Ying immediately put her hands into her coat pockets and walked forward with her head down.
She has always disliked being thrust into the spotlight.
But unfortunately, the spotlight always seems to be on her.
Secretary Chen waved his hand, blocking Fu Chengli and An Ying from view.
"Please do not crowd, everyone. We will hold a press conference in a few days to address your questions."
Taking advantage of Secretary Chen's cover, An Ying was led by him to sit in the black Rolls-Royce parked at the exit.
The driver had already been notified and was waiting at the exit.
As soon as An Ying closed the door, the driver drove away.
Looking at the familiar scenery outside the window.
She could finally catch her breath.
After many days, she was finally able to go home.
Although it was much later than expected.
At least they came back safe and sound.
An Ying looked down at her fingers, which he had just pinched red, and held them out to Fu Chengli, huffing, "Look what you've done."
Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow, took her hand, and lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand.
"My fault."
Then continue to hold hands tightly.
Fu Chengli: "But then again, it was you who tried to shake off my hand first."
An Ying pouted.
He can always find a way to argue his way out of it.
The phone rings.
It was Jiang Yiru calling.
"An Ying, Happy New Year! How is your recovery going?"
An Ying greeted Jiang Yiru with a smile and thanked her for her concern. Just as she was about to ask about her recent situation, the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly changed.
A man's voice suddenly interrupted.
"An Ying, now that you're discharged from the hospital, can your brother come see you?"
Qin Jinchuan's voice.
An Ying frowned, her voice immediately turning cold: "No need, thank you for your concern, Mr. Qin, but I don't need your visit."
Fu Chengli suddenly turned his head and stared at her profile as she spoke on the phone.
From the background noise of the telephone receiver, Jiang Yiru's voice could be heard in the distance.
"Qin Jinchuan, give me back my phone!"
It seems that Qin Jinchuan snatched Jiang Yiru's phone.
An Ying took a deep breath: "President Qin, why did you go to such lengths as to snatch a girl's phone just to talk to me? What brings you here?"
Qin Jinchuan smiled: "I saw the media photograph you and Fu Chengli returning to Beicheng together. What are your next plans? Go public? When are you planning to get engaged? I'll be at the head table then..."
He was clearly there to spy on us.
They'll gather intelligence and then cause trouble later.
An Ying was thinking about how to answer.
The phone was suddenly snatched from my hand.
Fu Chengli took An Ying's phone.
He said coldly, "Qin Jinchuan, I suggest you stay away from An Ying."
Qin Jinchuan chuckled: "Huh? Why?"
Fu Chengli: "If you continue to harass An Ying, I will make you regret it."
The smile on Qin Jinchuan's face vanished, and he slowly said, "Young Master Fu, what a frightening tone. What, are you going to kill me too? Just like my sister died mysteriously back then?"
Fu Chengli's face was grim, and a chill crept into his eyes.
It was that same car accident from years ago.
After Fu Chengli learned of Qin Ruofei's death, this matter became a knot in Qin Jinchuan's heart.
In his early years, Qin's parents were busy expanding their business, and Qin Jinchuan spent half of his childhood being raised by his older sister.
His feelings for Qin Ruofei were extraordinary.
Even though Qin Ruofei has been dead for so many years, he still can't get over this hurdle.
They always use this as a pretext to start fights.
They also resented Fu Chengli for turning his back on them without showing any mercy.
Qin Jinchuan's voice was serious, and he deliberately lowered his voice: "I've found some information about the car accident from back then. Based on the evidence, I deduced that there was a third person at the scene of the accident. Who exactly is this person? What are you trying to cover up?"
“Fu Chengli, let me tell you, I will not rest in peace until this matter is thoroughly investigated.”
After a few seconds of silence, Fu Chengli smirked, "I promise I'll give you a quick death and let you know the whole truth, but..."
He lowered his eyes and said softly, "When the time comes, don't be too upset."
Qin Jinchuan got angry: "What a joke! I lost my family when I was young, my family fell into poverty, and my parents left me to live alone abroad. I've survived so many years of hardship, what else can't I bear?"
Qin Jinchuan vaguely felt that he was being provoked.
Fu Chengli is living a very comfortable life, enjoying most of the Fu family's business, and now he has a beautiful woman in his arms. He is about to reach the pinnacle of his life.
What right does he have to spout such nonsense as "I can't handle it psychologically"?
A surge of anger slowly rose in Qin Jinchuan's heart.
He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Fu Chengli, if you really killed my sister, I'll make you pay with your life!"
Fu Chengli chuckled.
The smile is meaningful.