noffsinger Chapter 120 Juice
Chapter 120 Juice
Ye Rao stood under the street lamp, facing the flower bed by the roadside.
He gagged a few times.
I threw up everything I ate and drank tonight.
An Ying took care of her from the side.
While vomiting, Ye Rao cursed, "That bastard Bai Lingsen, two-faced, treacherous and cunning! What outstanding young lawyer? He's nothing but a lackey working for the underworld..."
An Ying took out a tissue from her bag and wiped Ye Rao's mouth.
Actually, she herself felt uncomfortable during the dinner tonight.
She didn't touch a drop of alcohol.
I only drank some juice.
But I still feel disgusted.
But recalling Du Sheng's aggressive demeanor...
An Ying had a vague feeling that this matter was not over.
Du Sheng traveled all the way from Yuncheng to Beicheng just to flirt with women.
The Du family is incredibly wealthy and powerful in Yuncheng; they can't find any woman they want.
Fu Chengli's car was parked in a small alley across the street.
Today he drove a very low-key car, one he doesn't usually drive.
Ye Rao had vomited most of it.
An Ying lowered her head and gently patted Ye Rao's back.
In the instant he turned his head, he clearly saw a man open Fu Chengli's car door and get into the back seat.
That figure... it looks like...
Bai Lingsen?
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As soon as Bai Lingsen got into the car, a pair of hands suddenly reached out to him.
He instinctively placed his hand on the car door.
He looked so scared that he was about to jump out of the car and run away at any moment.
He saw that all he had in his hand was a cigarette.
He chuckled twice more.
Bai Lingsen took the cigarette Fu Chengli offered, lit it, and said with a smile, "President Fu, my news came just in time, didn't it?"
Fu Chengli said in a calm tone: "Bai Lu, I'm keeping you in Yuncheng, not so you can eat and drink with Du Yun and Du Sheng all day long."
Fu Chengli's expression was serious, showing no sign of joking.
Bai Lingsen sat up straight and said solemnly, "Boss Du has been making moves recently. I checked the transaction records, and it's possible that the funds you invested in Yuncheng were indeed embezzled by the Du brothers."
"Furthermore, Du Sheng's venture capital projects want to bypass your subsidiary and become independent. He has already contacted Wu Xinde, who is Chairman Fu's friend, to discuss attracting investment."
"The target is likely an energy project. Everyone is hoping to make a fortune from it. If they succeed, it's like robbing money out of your pocket."
Fu Chengli sneered.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the cigarette at the tip of his finger.
"Keep an eye on it."
Bai Lingsen responded.
Fu Chengli: "Why did An Ying show up at Du Sheng's dinner party today?"
Bai Lingsen: "Du Sheng said that he met An Ying when he was in Yuncheng and wanted to get to know her again."
Fu Chengli frowned.
On the day the villa queue was formed, An Ying should have only met Du Yun.
When did Du Sheng suddenly appear?
Fu Chengli looked displeased: "You're such a sycophant."
Bai Lingsen blinked: "Getting anxious? What do you care about An Weiping's daughter?"
Fu Chengli said calmly, "I just want to keep an eye on her."
"Also, she is not An Weiping's biological daughter."
Bai Lingsen nearly choked on his cigarette: "Cough, what?!"
Fu Chengli rolled down the car window and flicked his cigarette ash out the window.
"After you return to Yuncheng, investigate the incident that An Weiping caused back then."
Bai Lingsen nodded.
Fu Chengli suddenly realized something: "You really like Ye Rao?"
Bai Lingsen sighed, "Sigh, we're people who live on the edge, not suited for dating. She's beautiful, I just glanced at her and didn't think anything of it."
"Besides, didn't I report to you in time tonight? Miss An's hair isn't missing a single strand. Young Master Fu, please let me off the hook."
Fu Chengli glanced at him and thought to himself: This man never talks about love, but he's always chasing after women.
Before Bai Lingsen got out of the car, Fu Chengli added one last thing: "Tell Du Sheng not to have any designs on An Ying in the future."
Bai Lingsen grinned and said, "Alright, it seems you really like her."
Fu Chengli remained calm and composed, uttering only one word:
"roll."
Bai Lingsen suddenly stopped smiling: "As a lawyer who has worked with you for many years, I suggest you make sure you are 100% capable of protecting her before you take any action."
The smile vanished from Bai Lingsen's eyes: "Don't let what happened to Qin Ruofei repeat itself."
Fu Chengli gave a faint "hmm".
Bai Lingsen quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Fu Chengli also got out of the car and saw An Ying standing by the roadside, hugging Ye Rao and stopping the car.
An Ying helped Ye Rao into the taxi: "Message me when you get home."
Ye Rao, holding onto the car window, asked, "Huh? What about you?"
An Ying pursed her lips and stammered, "I...I'll go buy some stomach medicine."
Ye Rao: "Are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital? I can get you an emergency room appointment?"
An Ying shook her head: "It's nothing. I'm probably just tired from working overtime every day for the planning meeting these past few days. I'll take some medicine and rest for a few days and I'll be fine."
Ye Rao nodded, then suddenly shouted at An Ying's back, "You wicked capitalists! Look how exhausted you've made my An Ying! Give her a year-end vacation!"
An Ying was startled and immediately turned around to look.
Fu Chengli stood behind her with his hands in his pockets, looking down at her: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Feeling uncomfortable all over.
But I can't quite put it into words.
An Ying shook her head: "I'm fine."
His competitive nature has resurfaced.
Fu Chengli frowned and grabbed her wrist directly: "I'll take you home."
An Ying tried to push his hand away: "No need, I drove, I can drive back myself..."
She verbally refused, but then she felt dizzy and fell backward.
Fu Chengli steadied her lower back, his deep voice authoritative and leaving no room for argument: "An Ying, can you drive like this?"
An Ying was dragged into the car by him.
At first, An Ying just felt nauseous and uncomfortable all over, unable to stand or sit comfortably.
Later, I felt a fine, dense itching sensation on my skin.
It's so uncomfortable.
Once in the car, An Yingxiang collapsed into her seat like a ball of cotton.
She suddenly grabbed Fu Chengli's hand.
Her palms were burning hot, and she stared at him unfocusedly.
"Take me to a hospital."
Fu Chengli suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He immediately got into the car and asked the driver to take him to the nearest hospital.
He straightened her face, stared into her wet almond-shaped eyes, and asked seriously, "What did you drink tonight?"
An Ying's mind was a complete mess, and she stammered, unable to speak.
She didn't touch a drop of alcohol tonight.
Did they drink something...?
An Ying suddenly remembered the strange-tasting juice on the dinner table.
My mind went blank for a second.
Du Sheng actually... When did he do that?!
An Ying often had the habit of secretly substituting juice for red wine, since no one at the dinner party would be staring at other people's glasses.
Only people who have known her for a long time would know about this habit of hers.
Du Sheng couldn't believe it...
However, the current situation does not allow An Ying to think too much.
She slumped unsteadily into the back seat.
For some reason, she found Fu Chengli's scent particularly pleasant.
She leaned closer to him and whispered, "The juice, it's that glass of juice."
Fu Chengli's eyes were dark and unfathomable as he said in a deep voice, "I understand."
An Ying stared at his lips as they opened and closed.
How come I never noticed before that his lips are so beautifully shaped?
There seems to be an instinctive drive within me...
An Ying suddenly hooked her arm around Fu Chengli's neck and kissed him.