bookcurios Chapter 251 Marry me
Chapter 251 Marry me
Wen Zhixia shuddered, woke up immediately, and sat up from the quilt.
Immediately afterwards, she received a WeChat message from Song Ailing:
[Baby, do you have time this weekend? If he can come out, he can't use his phone right now, but he definitely wants to see you the most.]
Song Ailing hasn't called her baby for a long time, and Wen Zhixia was a little dazed.
She first responded to Liu Zhen's call and said, "Okay, thank you, Special Assistant Liu. I'll check the time and let you know."
This weekend she has two surgeries, a consultation, and also has to cover for Xiaoya.
The end of the year is the busiest time, so she had no choice but to reply to Song Ailing: [Mr. Song, I'm working overtime this weekend. Can I take next Thursday off?]
Song Ailing replied with a "OK" and she didn't say anything more.
"Bao, are you awake?"
At this moment, Fan Xiaolin pushed the door open and came in to get her computer bag. She had returned from an undercover visit to the sewage treatment plant last night and had been writing at Wen Zhixia's house all night. She was just getting ready to go to bed.
Seeing Wen Zhixia's serious expression, she asked, "What's wrong? Did I wake you up?"
Wen Zhixia hesitated for a moment, but still showed her Song Ailing's WeChat.
"Oh, he's out!" Fan Xiaolin's eyes lit up. "So when are you planning to go?"
Wen Zhixia said, "Next week, I really can't leave this week."
"What's wrong?" Fan Xiaolin saw that she looked worried. "This is a good thing. Aren't you happy?"
Wen Zhixia pondered, sorting out the whole story in her mind, and still felt vaguely uneasy.
"Do you think the Zhao family was responsible for what happened to Zhuo Rui?" she asked Fan Xiaolin. "Otherwise, why did Zhuo Rui get into trouble just a few days after Zhao Xiaoning came out?"
"Does their family have such great power?" Fan Xiaolin said, "On the contrary, I think this was done by a group of people. Either they were people Fu Ruoshi had offended before, or they just disliked Zhuo Rui. Plus, someone was trying to stir up trouble and spread negative opinions against Zhuo Rui. When the wall fell, everyone pushed it down."
Wen Zhixia agreed with her analysis.
Zhuo Rui had been suppressed everywhere before he went public. At that time, she had just married Fu Ruoshi, and she watched him get through it step by step.
Fu Ruoshi is the type of person who never cries out in pain, but Wen Zhixia is very sensitive. She can feel those critical moments, those moments when they are almost dead. The difficulty of saying goodbye to someone in a foreign country is itself unimaginable for ordinary people.
It seems that at this time, the only ones who can give him the greatest support are his family.
Wen Zhixia thought.
On the other side, Wanqing Villa.
Song Ailing received the news early in the morning.
The happy mood only lasted for half a second before he fell into deep worry.
As soon as Fu Ruoshi was released, the next thing he had to do was to go to the China Banking Regulatory Commission for a hearing. A group of congressmen surrounded him and asked all kinds of tricky and outrageous questions. If he could pass them smoothly, he would be free again.
Then he would immediately discover Zhuo Rui’s recent problems.
The stock was shorted, the CFO disappeared, and the culprits turned out to be his biological parents.
Foster was also under house arrest in a villa in New York by the Song family. He was unable to contact the outside world. Song Ailing forged a medical leave record for him, saying that he would be away from work for at least two weeks.
Fu Keming came back from the restaurant and saw Song Ailing sitting on the sofa with a frown on her face. "Is there any new news?"
Song Ailing raised her head and saw that Fu Keming's figure was obviously dark and hunched in the sunlight.
People with brain cancer usually behave normally in their daily activities and may appear to be fine at first glance, but once an attack occurs, the person will basically die within a few days.
Fu Keming rejected the drastic treatment of Western medicine. This time he decided to take medicine to control his condition. He almost lost his life last time he was hospitalized, and this time he refused to stay in the hospital no matter what.
"You're still going to work at this hour?" Song Ailing accused. "Can't you just work from home? The company would go bankrupt without you. Why can't either of you give me peace of mind?"
She has been under great pressure recently. On the one hand, she has to hide the fact that Fu Keming's cancer has spread from the outside world, and on the other hand, she has to take the risk of shorting the company that her own son values most.
It was rare that Fu Keming didn't argue with her.
"sorry."
He said to Song Ailing.
"When I die, all my things will be yours."
Song Ailing was speechless for a moment.
She looked at Fu Keming blankly.
In the thirty years of marriage with Fu Keming, two-thirds of the time was spent quarreling, and the rest of the time was spent calmly blaming each other.
Their marriage was based on interests but no love. The interests were deeply rooted and had bound them together for thirty years.
Fu Keming had a stubborn temper and never apologized, so his apology at this time not only did not make Song Ailing feel relieved, but instead made her panic.
"If you're sick, go get treatment! Why are you saying this?" She was afraid, and used anger to relieve her fear. "Why are you dying so early in the morning? Go outside if you want to die. If you die at home, we won't be able to sell this villa anymore!"
Despite her harsh words, Song Ailing's voice still trembled at the end.
She left the living room, slammed the bathroom door, and leaned against it, covering her face and sobbing.
A week later.
Wen Zhixia and Song Ailing finally boarded a flight to the United States.
The Fu family had previously bought a commercial street in New York, which had a hotel inside. The top floor was converted into an apartment layout, and Fu Ruoshi lived in the entire floor himself.
Wen Zhixia and Song Ailing also settled here.
Not long after putting down the luggage, the sound of quickened footsteps was heard.
Wen Zhixia looked outside and saw Fu Ruoshi getting off the elevator.
He was wearing a well-fitting business suit, a burgundy vertical striped tie, his short hair was neatly styled, and he walked with his long legs, his steps still brisk.
"You miss me so much, don't you?" Seeing Wen Zhixia, his smile spread like ripples on the water.
He trotted forward and was about to pick up Wen Zhixia, but she was prepared and dodged nimbly.
It has been half a month since he was taken away for investigation. He has faced intensive and high-pressure questioning every day. Although he has lost a lot of weight, he does not look depressed and is still in high spirits.
"Why did you reject me?" He was unhappy because he didn't get the hug.
"...Mr. Song is here."
Wen Zhixia raised her head and saw Fu Ruoshi's eyebrows and nose, which had become deeper due to his weight loss. She still couldn't hide her sadness.
She sighed slightly, her eyes reddened, and she turned her back with difficulty, biting her lips to prevent herself from making any sound. Only her shoulders rose and fell as she tried hard to suppress her emotions.
Song Ailing stood aside and watched the look in her son's eyes when he looked at Wen Zhixia. From the moment he entered the door until now, his eyes had never left hers. The vigilant and guarded look he had in the interrogation room before was gone.
Song Ailing sighed inwardly and did not plan to stay here because she felt guilty.
"When is your hearing?" she asked directly. "Is there anything else we can do?"
After all, the bail issue mainly depends on the Song family’s connections in the local Chinese community.
"The day after tomorrow," Fu Ruoshi said to her, "Is Zhuo Rui okay?"
Song Ailing shook her head. "It's nothing. You can use your phone after the hearing. I won't be responsible for anything else."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Wen Zhixia and saw that her face was slightly red. She was obviously very happy to see Fu Ruoshi, but because she was present, she didn't dare to show it.
"You two go have fun. I'm going to meet some acquaintances." Song Ailing sighed and stood up. "We'll contact each other later."
Wen Zhixia was about to send her off, and just as she lifted her feet, Fu Ruoshi grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his arms.
He turned around, raised his leg and kicked the door shut, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:
"Where are you going? Marry me."