The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 63. Share Transfer

Chapter 63: 63. Share Transfer

News of Fu Hengyi’s hospitalization somehow reached Han Yi, who showed up early in the morning with a basket of fruit in the hospital room.

"Aiyo, Mr. Fu, it’s been a few days, how did you end up in the hospital?" Han Yi was grinning broadly, looking more like he was here to gloat rather than to visit the sick.

Fu Hengyi didn’t even glance at him.

Han Yi felt snubbed and awkwardly touched his nose, looking around and not seeing Shen Qinglan.

"Hey, where is your icy wife?"

"She went to school to submit a thesis," Fu Hengyi said indifferently.

Han Yi uttered an "Oh," his peach blossom eyes suddenly gleaming with a golden light, he leaned closer to Fu Hengyi, "Hey, tell me, have you, the eternal virgin, broken through yet?"

Fu Hengyi gave him a look and remained silent.

Han Yi exclaimed dramatically, "No way, you’ve been married for so long and you still haven’t made a move?" he said, giving Fu Hengyi’s lower body a mischievous glance and his expression turned serious.

"Brother, do you have some unspeakable illness? If you do, you must not hide it and shun treatment. While I don’t know any doctors in this field, I can ask a friend to find one for you. We need to cure whatever we have."

He spoke with such gravity that anyone who didn’t know better might think Fu Hengyi really was impotent.

Fu Hengyi’s face was very dark, very cold.

Han Yi, long accustomed to Fu Hengyi’s cold demeanor, didn’t care as his gaze occasionally swept over Fu Hengyi’s legs, his eyes filled with a meaningful smile.

Fu Hengyi’s face might as well have been the color of the bottom of a pot, his look sharp as a knife landing on Han Yi, who remained silent, just coldly looking at him. Han Yi finally realized he might have taken the joke too far and angered this big shot.

"Um, Hengyi, I was just joking, just joking."

Fu Hengyi coldly withdrew his gaze, "If there’s nothing else, you can leave."

"Don’t be like that; I came here specifically to visit you," Han Yi said, picking up an apple from the fruit basket and taking a bite. "Did you know your little sister-in-law’s friend participated in my company’s audition?"

"What were the results?"

Han Yi recalled the girl with baby-fat cheeks, squinting his peach-blossom eyes, "She passed the first two rounds, but the girl is too naive. She got schemed against during the third round of the finals."

"Was she eliminated?" Fu Hengyi asked, his tone casual. If it weren’t for this person being Shen Qinglan’s friend, he wouldn’t bother to ask at all.

"How could that be? A person personally recommended by the little sister-in-law, even if her talents are lacking, I would still keep her. I can’t disregard the face of the little sister-in-law."

"Is that what she said?" Fu Hengyi glanced at him skeptically, doubting the truthfulness of his words. That didn’t sound like something Shen Qinglan would say.

Han Yi touched his nose, "Not exactly. The little sister-in-law just asked me for a spot in the competition and said the rest was up to the girl herself. But thinking of the rare occasion the little sister-in-law spoke up, and that the girl has some potential, I thought of giving her a chance."

"You, the president of a listed group, when have you started caring so much about a newcomer under a small entertainment company? Don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to that girl?" he said mockingly.

"Give me a break, my concern for her is for whom?" Han Yi bristled. "Besides, I like curvy women, not some sprout with no front or back like her."

"Not the best choice, Han Yi. I’ve never cared about your pursuits, but I don’t want you to set your sights on her friends."

Upon hearing this, Han Yi clicked his tongue, "You’re being protective so soon. Men really can stab their brothers in the back for a woman. I don’t even know who once swore that he only saw her as a sister, and the next thing you know, that sister turned into a wife."

"Since you’re so free, do something for me," Fu Hengyi said coldly.

Instinctively, Han Yi asked, "What?"

"Transfer my shares in Shengxuan and Charming Color to Qinglan."

This time, Han Yi was completely stunned, "Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I’m joking?" Fu Hengyi asked with a serious expression.

Han Yi shook his head, "No, you look more whipped than anything. But does little sister-in-law know you have shares in Shengxuan and Charming Color?"

"She’ll know soon."

Han Yi nodded, indicating he understood.

"Alright then, I’ll have the lawyers draft the documents to transfer the shares to little sister-in-law’s name. But I recently heard something related to little sister-in-law. Are you interested in knowing about it?"

When Han Yi recalled the gossip he had accidentally heard the other day, he looked at Fu Hengyi with a mischievous smile.

Even though he knew nothing reliable ever came from this man’s mouth, Fu Hengyi was still curious because it involved Shen Qinglan, "Speak."

"There’s this tall, rich, and handsome top student at little sister-in-law’s school pursuing her. The entire campus knows about it. The school forum has exploded. I specifically went and investigated, and this guy is from the Nancheng Yan Family."

Fu Hengyi’s face darkened, "How did you know about this?"

Han Yi flinched, rubbing his nose awkwardly, "Well, you don’t need to know that. Just be aware that such a thing is happening."

He couldn’t exactly say it was because his recent girlfriend was from Beijing University, and he had overheard it when whimsically visiting her at school.

"Actually, given little sister-in-law’s looks, it’s not surprising she has several suitors. It would be strange if she didn’t. But Hengyi, aren’t you worried that she might be taken away by someone?"

"She won’t." Fu Hengyi stated confidently.

"You’re quite confident. Although I admit you’re good-looking and have a notable family, you’re busy, often not at home, whereas this young guy isn’t just from a decent family and good-looking, but most importantly, he’s young and has plenty of time to spend with her. Aren’t you worried that they might develop feelings over time?"

"I trust her." If she could be so easily won over by someone else, she wouldn’t have ended up marrying him. Besides, Shen Qinglan was mature beyond her peers and similarly, she wasn’t interested in those so-called young men. Fu Hengyi was confident in that.

"Alright then, since you put it like that, I’ve been worrying for nothing," Han Yi said casually while eating an apple. He was just speaking off the cuff and actually quite trusted Shen Qinglan’s character.

Han Yi didn’t stay much longer as he was soon called away by a phone call. The delighted expression on his face was evidently from a romantic appointment.

The hospital room returned to quiet, Fu Hengyi gazed out of the window, pondering what Han Yi had mentioned.

Pursuers of Shen Qinglan? Hah, bring one, kill one. Bring two, slay a pair.