Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth
Chapter 163: Don’t Mess with Me, or You’ll Regret It.

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Don’t Mess with Me, or You’ll Regret It.

Su Wanxin returned to the office, seemingly in an excellent mood.

She worked diligently all morning, and when it came time for lunch break, she was about to go out to eat with colleagues, only to see the family’s housekeeper Jing Jingwen arrive.

He brought her lunch and also the medicine she needed to drink every day.

The doctors brought over by Fu Shihan, along with Zhan Che, had concocted some treatment plan, which was unclear, but it meant that now Su Wanxin had to drink some exceedingly bitter medicine every day, the kind that was extremely unpleasant.

Jing Jingwen sat beside Su Wanxin like a drill sergeant, watching her finish her meal, then ordered, "Go take a walk and then come back to take your medicine."

"Oh..." Su Wanxin dared not resist, quietly stood up, her demeanor exactly like that of a child being supervised by a parent.

After walking around and coming back, she finished her medicine under Jing Jingwen’s watchful eye, and only then did he take the lunch box and leave for home.

Su Wanxin slumped in her chair with a heavy sigh, her expression one of distress.

After Jing Jingwen returned home, he called Fu Shihan to report that Su Wanxin had finished her meal and medicine, and looked to be in good physical condition, which pleased Fu Shihan.

He hung up the phone and looked toward the computer screen, but soon heard the internal line phone on the desk ring. Picking it up nonchalantly, he heard his secretary say—

"President Fu, President Shen from ST Group wishes to meet with you."

Fu Shihan let out a cold laugh; this was already the third time Shen Wenguang had been asking this week.

"Do I have any other commitments today?" Fu Shihan leaned back in his chair and asked in a clear voice.

"You have a meeting with the R&D department at two o’clock, a meeting with President Zhang from Bai Ran Group at three-thirty, and a flight to Bin City at eight in the evening."

Upon hearing the last item, Fu Shihan showed a face full of annoyance.

Unable to return home again tonight?

"Send Fu Shili to Bin City instead."

"The General Manager was sent by you to Shenzhen the day before yesterday and hasn’t returned yet..." The secretary, detecting the displeasure in his voice, answered carefully.

"Then cancel, reschedule for next week."

"It was already rescheduled from last week..." The secretary was almost in tears, quivering as he spoke: "President Fu, the Chief Financial Officer personally reminded you about this trip."

The Chief Financial Officer was Li Mo, also the mother of the usually moody President Fu.

Caught between two forces, the secretary dared not offend either; every time President Fu postponed, they would get chided. Life was indeed tough!

Fu Shihan frowned deeply, silent for a moment, then said, "Have Shen Wenguang wait until three-thirty," his voice so cold it sent shivers down the spine of the secretary on the other end of the phone.

President Fu was angry... But why? President Fu had always been proactive about business trips; why such negligence and indifference towards work lately?

The secretary tentatively hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, then put on the professional fake smile customary for the workplace, and stood up to meet the already impatient Shen Wenguang waiting in the small conference room.

"President Shen, good to see you. Our President Fu has said he’s a bit busy now, and requests that you wait until three-thirty."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wenguang’s face turned green with anger.

It wasn’t even one o’clock yet, and Fu Shihan wanted him to wait until three-thirty?

He clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth, managing to hold back and continue waiting.

It wasn’t just him feeling displeased; Fu Shihan was in the same mood.

Displaying a "Don’t mess with me, or else" expression, Fu Shihan went out for a meal and upon returning, commenced a meeting with the R&D department.

The meeting lasted an excruciating forty minutes, which terrified the leaders of the R&D department to the point of nearly having heart attacks, speaking with trepidation with every word.