Mr Fu, I Really Love You Chapter 65 - How Many More Years Do You Want to Stay Inside?

Chapter 65: How Many More Years Do You Want to Stay Inside?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After the divorce, the ambitious Fu Wan was unwilling to come back to the Fu family only to be lectured by her parents about choosing the wrong partner. Thus, she led a life alone with Fu Huai’an.

A rough life plus a b.u.mpy relations.h.i.+p eventually prompted depression to insidiously imprison Fu Wan.

One morning after Fu Huai’an left home to go to school, Fu Wan chose to take her life in her bathtub.

Yet by the time the Fu Family had heard of Fu Wan’s death, Fu Huai’an had already become an influential figure in the lawyer world.

Hearing the tragedy that befell his only daughter and that his grandson who shared his blood was not recognized by Jiang Chengyuan, Grandfather Fu and Grandmother Fu let Secretary Song invite Fu Huai’an back to the Fu Family.

After meeting up with Fu Huai’an, Grandmother Fu was shocked by Fu Huai’an’s firm aura. Fu Huai’an carried himself immaculately in his dark suit; his acc.u.mulated wisdom and steadiness embedded into his features.

Despite sitting adjacent to a successful, intimidating businessman like Fu Qingquan who had the market as his oyster for years, Fu Huai’an’s powerful presence didn’t lose out one bit. In fact, it even seemed to speak for itself with a.s.surance.

Grandmother Fu had been thinking about letting Fu Huai’an take over the Fu’s business, yet the problem was that Fu Qingquan and herself had adopted a son in their despair after Fu Wan left the Fu family and cut off all ties with them. They were prepared to let Fu Cheng be the heir of the Fu Family business.

Surprisingly, Fu Cheng fell unconscious after the car accident and the Kai De Cooperation stocks plummeted. After multiple bouts of pleading from Fu Qingquan and his wife, Fu Huai’an stepped up and managed the Kai De Cooperation from its crisis all the way to that day…

Fu Cheng had already woken up three months ago and heard the news that Kai De Cooperation had become Fu Huai’an’s oyster in the years that he was unconscious. His lower body was paralyzed and he could only use a wheelchair for the rest of his life. After thinking it through, he took the initiative to seek out Fu Qingquan and his wife to discuss the matter, saying that the Fu family should get an heir with their own blood. Afterward, he took his wife and kids abroad.

The b.a.s.t.a.r.d that Lu Jinnan mentioned was an accident that Fu Qingquan made in his later years after he got ridiculously drunk and loose one evening.

Fu Qingquan had only heard that the child existed three years ago. By then, the latter was already fourteen years old.

The child’s sudden appearance was a great solace for Fu Qingquan, who had lost his only daughter and was fixated on having a son.

Considering his wife’s sentiments, Fu Qingquan didn’t dare to fetch his child back. Yet after three years of bonding, the relations.h.i.+p between Fu Qingquan and the child was no longer ordinary.

Fu Qingquan was devoted to nurturing his son to become the heir of the Fu’s. Yet he was concerned about being met with opposition from his shrewd wife. Thus, he operated discreetly to suppress Fu Huai’an in order to get his own son prepared to take over as heir.

“Did it not occur to that old lad that if it wasn’t for you all these years, Kai De Cooperation would have collapsed a long time ago without being able to meet its tremendous success today? Killing off someone after you’re done using them is one thing… but not playing by the rules is another. Kai De cooperation is so huge yet he’s not scared that he’ll end up choking his precious baby to death?!”

Lu Jinnan’s raspy voice contained an unsupressable anger.

Fu Huai’an kept silent. He fixed his deep, distant gaze on the blurry night view outside…

“If you were an outsider I wouldn’t say anything, but you’re the old lad’s real grandson, how could he do something like that?” Lu Jinnan irritatedly threw his cigar on the floor and stomped on it.

Xiao Lu had already got in the car. Fu Huai’an’s eyes were half closed. As he bit on the cigarette he asked, “How many more years did you want to stay inside?”