Fu Shihan’s ssage vanished without a trace, unresponded. Su Wanxin left for several days and finally returned after the New Year’s holiday ended.
That day, Fu Shihan was on a business trip to Bin City, where a reporter asked him an unexpectedly surprising question.
Because a year ago, he had announced his engagent in a high-profile manner at a public event, even wearing a ring.
But now, a year had passed, not only had the person he got engaged to not appeared, but the ring on his hand was also gone without a trace, which had garnered significant attention.
When exactly the ring was taken off, no one noticed. By the ti they did, it was already missing.
So, the reporter said—
"President Fu, I’d like to ask you a personal question.
Over the past year, everyone has been anticipating a major move from the Fu Family. This move is not about launching new products, kicking off projects, or even breaking so industry record.
Because in everyone’s eyes, under your leadership, these things are bound to happen naturally. Everyone is very confident in your business capabilities."
Before asking the question, the reporter buttered up with so flattery, and did it with practiced ease.
"But what really piques everyone’s curiosity is, when does President Fu plan to address his personal romantic matters?
When exactly will the Fu Family announce a powerful corporate alliance or, more directly... an alliance through marriage?
Your engagent ring has disappeared, are you planning to replace it with a wedding ring after a while?"
Fu Shihan narrowed his eyes after hearing the question.
This was a smart reporter with a strong survival desire.
He knew that if he bluntly asked "Did the disappearance of the engagent ring an a breakup?" it would definitely create an awkward atmosphere. While it would be topical, embarrassing Fu Shihan could be tantamount to a death sentence.
Hence, sotis the artistry of speech is crucial.
Engagent ring...
Fu Shihan thought of the ring that had been taken off and stowed away, a shadow of gloom flashing across his eyes.
Then, he recalled the necklace Su Wanxin wore at the Su Family’s annual eting.
If he was not mistaken, the pendant of that necklace was a ring, and that day, due to the lighting and angle, he saw the engraved letters inside it.
Two simple letters, SH, the sa as those engraved on the ring he had removed before.
He was not a person who enjoyed fussing over jewelry. How much did he have to like soone to voluntarily wear matching couple rings with a woman?
And if he wore it, why didn’t the other party?
Fu Shihan snapped out of his contemplation, his gaze heavy as he looked toward the reporter and answered his questions in a calm voice.
"The Fu Family will not issue any marriage alliance statent with any enterprise. In my book, marriage is not a bridge for conducting business.
As for the matter of the engagent ring... indeed, planning a change."
His reply was a play on words; he did not clarify whether he was planning to change to a wedding ring or to a new engagent ring—a cunning answer to the extre.
After dealing with these people, he took a flight back to Imperial Capital that evening and then discovered that Su Wanxin had also returned.
In front of the neighboring door, two cars were parked, one hers and one Su Yao’s.
He couldn’t explain why, but seeing those cars he hadn’t seen for so days suddenly lifted his spirits.
Entering his house, Fu Shihan, weary, returned to the bedroom, opened the drawer by the bed, took out the ring he hadn’t studied in a long while, looked at it for a long ti, and then put it back on his finger.
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