The matter was resolved just like that. The uniformed police officers left in their police cars.
Han Xiaowan clenched her fists in anger. She had let Tang Mo 'er off the hook again!
"Ah!" Someone exclaimed. "Look, is there a pregnancy test kit in the plastic bag?"
Everyone was in an uproar. "Oh my god, is Beauty Tang pregnant? She said that she could kill President Gu's son even if she couldn't kill him. Is she … pregnant with the little prince?"
Lin Shiyu looked at the pregnancy test kit on the beach. She clutched her chest and vomited.
Everyone's attention was now on Lin Shiyu. "Mrs Fu, are you pregnant? Is this pregnancy test kit yours?"
Lin Shiyu didn't say a word. She walked forward and picked up the pregnancy test kit calmly, leaving everyone with her beautiful figure.
"Is Mrs Fu really pregnant? But I remember that Mrs Fu just returned to China a few days ago. Young Master Fu didn't even fly to Singapore. Could it be that … Young Master Fu has been cuckolded?"
Listening to the gossip around him, Huo Beichen took out his cell phone and dialed Fu Qinglun's number.
"Hello, Brother Qinglun, where are you now?"
At this moment, Fu Qinglun was at a high-level meeting in Los Angeles. The finance director was giving a quarterly report. He held his cell phone to his ear with one hand and flipped through a document with the other.
"Hmm?" He snorted softly.
"Brother Qinglun, I have something to tell you. You have to stay calm. Mrs Fu is pregnant. You're going to be a father!"
Fu Qinglun's fingers suddenly stopped flipping through the document. His deep voice was cold. "What did you say?"
The man suddenly spoke, and the CFO was so frightened that he stopped his report. All the executives at the conference table stole a glance at the man, only to see that his gentle facial features had darkened, and the cold aura emanating from his body was terrifying.
The higher-ups didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They were afraid of offending this big boss.
"Brother Qinglun, you didn't hear wrongly. I'm guessing that within half an hour, the news of you being cuckolded will spread all over the streets of Karghalik. Grass will grow on your head."
With that, Fu Qinglun hung up the phone expressionlessly.
The entire conference room was so quiet that it was suffocating. Even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard. No one dared to speak, because they could already feel Boss Fu's ice-cold mood.
At this moment, the CFO plucked up his courage and asked, "C-President, should I continue …"
"Scram!" Fu Qinglun spat out a cold word from his thin lips.
With a "swish" sound, the higher-ups quickly stood up from their chairs and ran out of the conference room as if they were running for their lives.
The high-level meeting came to an end.
"Bei Chuan, check on the situation in the country." Fu Qinglun looked at his secretary, Bei Chuan.
"Yes, President."
Bei Chuan took out his laptop and did a quick check. His expression changed and he looked at the man hesitantly. "President, everyone on the internet is saying that Young Madam … is pregnant. They're saying that you …"
Fu Qinglun glanced sideways at the thin notebook. There was a photo of him on it. He didn't know which netizen had photoshopped his hair green.
As the heir of the Fu family, he had received the best education since he was young. His life could be said to be educated and he was respected and envied by many. But now, he had encountered the greatest humiliation in his life.
Fu Qinglun stretched out his clean fingers to take the thin notebook, then smashed it against the wall.
He stood up abruptly and kicked the chair beside him with all his might. Then, he strode over to the floor-to-ceiling window and pulled off the tie around his neck. His muscular chest heaved up and down and his mind was filled with the image of that ravishing little face. Was she pregnant?
Ever since their wedding night three years ago, he hadn't touched her at all. How did she get pregnant?
It seemed like she had slept with a wild man in Singapore for the past three years.
Thinking about how he had visited her mother at the hospital every week for the past three years, he felt like an abandoned husband!
He wasn't going to let her off the hook!
"Go and check, I want to know who that wild man is!"
Bei Chuan had followed Fu Qinglun for many years, but this was the first time he had seen a man so angry. As the heir of a wealthy family, he knew how to control and restrain his emotions. But it seemed like he had become different after meeting that Lin Shiyu.
"Yes, President."
"Also, has she returned the eight million dollars? If she hasn't returned the money, throw her mother out of the hospital. Spread the word that all the hospitals in Karghalik are not allowed to accept her mother. If she comes to beg me, tell her to wait in the villa …"
"President," Bei Chuan had no choice but to interrupt Fu Qinglun. "Young Madam has already transferred the eight million dollars."
Fu Qinglun's tall figure suddenly froze. He turned around, his eyes gleaming with disbelief. "What did you say?"
He didn't believe that Lin Shiyu had the ability to return the eight million dollars. Moreover, he had sent people to keep an eye on her. She didn't even ask her best friend Tang Mo 'er for the money, so where did the money come from?
Which wild man had given it to her?
"President, Young Madam has already transferred the eight million dollars. Moreover, Young Madam has transferred eight million and 100 dollars. Young Madam said, said …"
It was an extra 100 dollars.
"What did she say?"
"Young Madam said that since we're divorced, it's best to settle the debt on our wedding night as well. The 100 dollars is … is a tip for President …"
Fu Qinglun's handsome face instantly twitched. What did she say?
She had given him 100 dollars as a tip. Did she think he was a loser?
He was so angry that he laughed. His thin lips curved into a dark smile. "Tell her that since she has already given me a tip, 100 dollars is too little."
She had almost destroyed him. How could she have the cheek to give him 100 dollars?
Bei Chuan was on the verge of tears. "C-President, Young Madam already knew that you would think that it was too little, so she left a message. She said that … your skills are really too bad. You're only worth this much at most. 100 dollars, not a single cent more."
"…"
Fu Qinglun's handsome face almost turned ashen. This d * mned woman. "Prepare the private jet immediately. I want to return to China. Also, find out where she got the eight million dollars. Which wild man gave it to her!"
…
Hearing the beeping sound from the other end, Huo Beichen kept his cell phone in his trouser pocket. He could almost imagine Brother Qinglun's expression.
He suddenly felt so bored. Ever since Lin Shiyu came back, Brother Qinglun hadn't come to drink with him. He was still happy when Second Brother asked him out for a drink last night, but when they arrived at the bar, that old man Second Brother was drinking alone. When he mentioned ordering a few young ladies, Second Brother immediately rolled his eyes at him.
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