After taking a rest at noon, Su Wanxin headed out to et Zhuo Yiqing at the agreed location.
Zhuo Yiqing hadn’t seen her for a long ti, and upon seeing her, he extended his hand with a faint smile, "President Su, what an honor."
Su Wanxin shook hands with him, and replied with a bitter smile, "We’re old acquaintances, let’s skip the formalities. I need your help with sothing today, and I don’t want a third person to know about it for the ti being."
"Rest assured, I have professional integrity."
The two sat down, and Su Wanxin got straight to the point about why she was looking for him. Zhuo Yiqing was stunned after hearing her out.
"Transfer all the shares in your hands... to Fu Shihan?"
"Yes."
Seeing her answer so straightforwardly, Zhuo Yiqing couldn’t help but feel skeptical for a mont.
Could it be that this girl has been threatened by Fu Shihan?
Su’s Brokerage is on a rising tide, and so many people can’t even get a piece of the action, yet she, as the largest shareholder, is going to transfer all her shares?
Who would believe she did this willingly if word got out?
"President Su," Zhuo Yiqing hesitated for a long ti, but decided to ask anyway. "If you’re being forced into this, you can tell , and we’ll figure out a way to deal with it."
Su Wanxin paused, quickly grasping his aning. She shook her head with a smile, denying it.
"President Fu is offering a high price. Nobody’s forcing , don’t worry about it."
Zhuo Yiqing had no doubt about that; after all, the Fu Family was never short of money.
After about an hour of discussion, Su Wanxin’s phone rang.
It was supposed to be the day for her to undergo psychological therapy with Zhong Xian, but as the ti ca, she hadn’t shown up, so Zhong Xian made a call to ask what was going on.
Su Wanxin furrowed her brows and picked up the call, offering an evasive excuse that she was out handling so matters and would visit him another day. In fact, she no longer intended to continue with the therapy.
After finishing up with Zhuo Yiqing, she went straight ho. She was thinking of waiting for the agreent report from Zhuo Yiqing’s end to be ready and, once she had handed over her company duties, she would leave imdiately.
But the sudden thought of leaving this city made her unsure of where she should go, nor did she know what she could do after her departure.
"Wanwan, let’s go out for hotpot, shall we?" Mu Suyu ran out of her room and, acting like a spoiled child, tugged at her hand. "Mu Xinghan says he found a super authentic hotpot restaurant. Shall we go try it?"
"I’m a bit tired, don’t want to go out."
"I’ll drive! Co on, Wanwan, I want to eat hotpot, accompany ~ please~"
She threw herself into Su Wanxin’s embrace, acting spoiled. Su Wanxin looked down at her, reminded of Yangyang cuddling up to her in the sa way.
"Alright, let’s go."
Su Wanxin understood what Mu Suyu ant; she just didn’t want to let her wallow at ho in her thoughts. She accepted this kind gesture and complied.
...
Di City Airport.
Fu Shihan got off the plane and took out his phone, his brow subtly furrowing.
He had ssaged Su Wanxin in the morning when he was already back in the country, finishing the last bit of his business trip in another city.
Looking at the conversation on the screen, he noted that Su Wanxin hadn’t replied to any of his ssages in recent days. This girl, she’s so clueless.
He glanced at the ti and directed the driver to take him ho. Arriving at his destination at precisely five-thirty, he thought there would be just enough ti to take a shower and change clothes before Su Wanxin returned.
But when he got ho and went upstairs, he found that all of Su Wanxin’s things were gone.
He stared blankly at the empty wardrobe, frowning deeply. Turning towards the bedroom to check, the room was deserted, as if it had been uninhabited for days.
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