Fu Jianfang's assistant pondered it, took out his mobile phone, found the photos saved from the Internet, and handed them to Fu Jianfang to see.

"The people in the photo are indeed Mr. Chen and that Miss Shen." The assistant explained, "The people who went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their certificates in the morning saw them and took pictures of them. ”

Fu Jianfang took the phone suspiciously, and pulled the screen with two fingers to enlarge the photo, the picture quality was a little blurry, and it still made people recognize who the two people were at a glance.

Is Fu Jichen crazy?

When the old man explicitly forbade him to marry Shen Jiannian, he actually dragged Shen Jiannian directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, and he was not afraid that the old man would do what he said and die in front of him.

Fu Jianfang put the assistant's mobile phone on the table, because he was angry, the force was a little heavy, and there was a "bang". The assistant didn't dare to say a word, silently picked up his mobile phone, and left the office.

The mobile phone rang, and Fu Jianfang picked it up irritably and took a look.

It was Miss Zhou's call.

Fu Jianfang wrinkled her eyebrows, anger surged, she was not in the mood to answer anyone who called. Originally, she was thinking about messing up Fu Jichen and Shen Jiannian, and the old man could give her a little benefit, who would have wanted to make it like this.

Not to mention the benefits, the old man may have to blame her......

Fu Jianfang didn't answer the phone, the bell kept ringing, and it seemed that he couldn't answer it. After adjusting his mood, Fu Jianfang pressed the connect button: "War......"

Without waiting for Fu Jianfang to say anything, Miss Zhou asked impatiently: "You promise me that as long as I do what you say, Fu Jichen will separate from Shen Jianian and agree to marry me." Now that Fu Jichen and Shen Jianian have received their marriage certificates, what do you mean, are you lying to me? ”

Fu Jianfang originally wanted to speak well, but when he heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were filled with displeasure. What is it, as soon as she comes up, she asks her, who does she think she is? The Zhou family is a lot shorter than the Fu family, why did she talk to her like this?

"Miss Zhou, please figure it out, I have no obligation to help you get Fu Jichen's favor, the opportunity is given to you, you didn't seize it, who is to blame?" After Fu Jianfang finished speaking, he didn't want to waste another second of time, so he hung up directly.

"You ......"

As soon as Miss Zhou said a word, there was only a busy signal left on the phone.

*

In the afternoon high-level meeting, Fu Jichen, who had received the certificate, walked into the conference room on time.

Fu Jianfang sat in her seat, holding a pen in her hand, and lit it up on the spread out of the information, and as Fu Jichen sat down, she glanced at her afterglow.

Fu Jichen, as usual, was dressed in a smooth black business suit, without a trace of wrinkles, his hair was combed up, and his cold facial features were full of oppression.

One of the directors sitting at the bottom was from Fu Jichen's faction, and said a digression before the meeting, with a kind smile on his face: "I heard that Mr. Chen got married this morning, congratulations." ”

Fu Jichen raised his eyes to look at the person who spoke, and his cold face broke the ice in an instant, revealing a warm smile like a spring breeze: "Thank you." ”

The rest of the high-level officials congratulated one after another.

The whole meeting lasted for an hour and a half, and after the end, the participants left one after another. Fu Jichen sat in the first place and didn't move, just closed the laptop in front of him, and when Fu Jianfang got up and was about to leave, he called her unhurriedly: "Auntie stay." ”

The few high-ranking people who hadn't left yet looked back at them, thinking that their aunt and nephew had something to say, so they didn't stop.

After a while, the entire conference room was gone, leaving only Fu Jichen and Fu Jianfang.

Fu Jianfang sat back, picked up the teacup on the conference table, took a sip of tea, lowered his eyes, and hid the panic that flashed in his eyes.

She is not as calm as she appears, and she is still a little afraid of Fu Jichen in her heart, he is ruthless, and he is really in a hurry to do anything.

Thinking like this, Fu Jianfang's heart went up and down.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Fu Jianfang couldn't stand the stagnant atmosphere in the conference room, and felt that his chest was stuffy, so he put down the teacup and took the lead in opening his mouth.

Fu Jichen opened his mouth slowly: "It seems that my aunt's family affairs are not enough, and she still has time to take care of other people's family affairs." ”

Fu Jianfang felt a sigh in her heart, when Fu Jichen asked her to stay, she guessed that what she did was seen through by him, but she just had a bit of luck. As Fu Jichen said this, her luck psychology was punctured. Fu Jianfang simply stopped pretending, and said in a calm tone: "How can I call other people's affairs and children's affairs, and I am wrong to solve problems for my father?" Do you have to be like you, disobey the will of the old man, and make people sick, so that you can be considered filial? ”

"Auntie doesn't have to use grandpa as a shield, I have my own explanation for grandpa." Fu Jichen looked at her coldly, and said with a warning, "I hope my aunt understands that if you offend others, don't expect others to treat you politely." If I didn't care about the old man, it wouldn't be so calm outside. ”

Fu Jianfang's eyebrows jumped, what did Fu Jichen mean by this?

Is he still going to deal with her?

"You...... Less to threaten me. Fu Jianfang clenched his fists, and he also didn't have a good face for him, "Don't forget that I am also a member of the Fu family, if you dare to deal with me, the old man can't spare you." ”

Compared with Fu Jianfang's angry look, Fu Jichen seemed much calmer, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Then try." ”

Fu Jianfang couldn't stay for a moment, stood up and kicked away the chair, picked up the documents on the table and brushed his sleeves and left.

She left the conference room and returned to her office, and in a fit of rage, she swept all the documents on the table to the ground, her chest rising and falling, and she couldn't get out of the choked breath.

Before the chair was hot, someone knocked on the door outside, Fu Jianfang closed his eyes, adjusted his disordered breathing, and said coldly "enter" to the door.

It was not her assistant who pushed the door in, but Fu Jichen's special assistant Song Fang.

Song Fang's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the messy documents on the ground, some of them were spread out, some were turned over, and some even the papers inside floated out. It can be imagined that before he came in, Fu Jianfang lost his temper.

"This is what Mr. Chen asked me to give to you." Song Fang put a sealed document bag on the desk in front of Fu Jianfang, pushed it to her side with his hand, and dutifully passed the word for Fu Jichen, "Mr. Chen said that he didn't make the contents public for the sake of the Fu family." ”

After Song Fang finished speaking, he paused for a second or two, and seeing that Fu Jianfang had nothing to say, he nodded politely at her and left the office.

After the office door was closed, Fu Jianfang tore open the seal of the document bag, turned the bag mouth down, and a bunch of photos scattered down like snowflakes.

Fu Jianfang saw those photos clearly, his pupils dilated little by little, his body couldn't stop trembling, and soon, there was no trace of blood on his face.

She grabbed a photo and tore it to shreds, there were many more photos, she tore them one after another, and she couldn't finish them.

Fu Jianfang leaned back in his chair in a gloomy manner, and finally understood what Fu Jichen meant by the sentence "If I don't care about the old man, the outside won't be so calm".

If these photos are published, the Internet will definitely explode, and she will not have the face to see anyone again, and her in-laws will not be able to explain it.

The photos on the ground that have turned into pieces can also glimpse the intimate pictures of Fu Jianfang and different men, each of whom is young and white, and he is dissolute.

*

When Shen Jianian received Bai Changxia's WeChat, he was cleaning at home.

Bai Changxia saw that someone broke the news on Weibo, saying that Fu Jichen and Shen Jianian had received their certificates, and she couldn't help but ask the parties for verification: "What is said on the Internet is true? Are you married to Fu Jichen? ”

Shen Jianian: "It's true. ”

Bai Changxia didn't know what to say, so he sent a bunch of exclamation points.

Shen Jianian gave her a question mark back.

Bai Changxia: "Is there any important plot that I don't know about missing in the middle?" You were still very hesitant yesterday, why did you get the certificate directly today? ”

Shen Jianian: "There was indeed a little accident. ”

It was inconvenient to type, and the two chatted for a while, and Shen Jianian's mobile phone screen suddenly had a hint of strangeness, and a strange call came in.

"Wait a minute, someone called me." Shen Jianian interrupted the video call with Bai Changxia.

Looking at the number displayed on the screen as Yicheng, Shen Jianian was a little puzzled, she seemed to have seen this string of numbers, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Shen Jianian hesitated for a while, then answered the phone, and the voice on the other side carried the same hesitation and uncertainty: "May I ask if it's Jianian?" ”

The voice was very familiar, and Shen Jianian thought about it for a long time before digging out the impression of this voice from her distant memory, which seemed to be her cousin, Yin Shuyao.

Shen Jianian wasn't sure if he had guessed wrong, so he didn't ask who the other party was, but said, "I am." ”

The person on the other side of the phone couldn't suppress his excitement, his voice trembled a little, and there was a joy of reunion after a long absence: "Great, Jia Nian, I finally found you, and I thought this number was not yours." Are you in the North Side? Can we meet? ”