At the same time, the person who was following the TV station made a phone call: "Mr. Lin, Miss Zhuo has never been alone."
After Lin Jiaoyang hung up the phone, he muttered muffledly, then sat in the chair behind his desk and began to have trouble.
It stands to reason that Zhuo Jian is withdrawn and not good at making friends.
But there always seemed to be different people around her, and he had no idea where to start.
He raised his eyes when the office door rang. Lin Ruxiang appeared here today wearing a small suit. Seeing that Lin Jiaoyang was unhappy, he snorted: "Are you thinking about that little bitch again?"
Lin Jiaoyang frowned: "What little bitch? She is the little sister who grew up with you. You call her nice."
"Ha! Call her a good call? After that little bitch took my father's soul away, do you think I can still call her a little sister? She's lucky that I didn't kill her."
Lin Ruxiang sat down in the seat opposite him, with a look of disgust on his face.
"It's hard to say whether she was lucky that you didn't kill her or whether you were incompetent."
Lin Jiaoyang said.
"Dad, what's going on with you? Is she your daughter or me?"
"Of course you are, otherwise can I give you the position of general manager? But Ruxiang, dad hopes that you can support dad. If Zhuo Jian really becomes my person, then wouldn't it be easy for you, Fu Yanye, to get it? Maybe?
In just one night, he can marry you just because he was angry with Zhuo Jian."
"..."
Lin Ruxiang's heart moved.
But then she immediately added: "Of course I don't care why he got back together with me, but Dad, the person sleeping with Zhuo Jian cannot be you."
"Why?"
"Because I hate her!"
Lin Ruxiang clenched his fists and said.
"Hate? It's Fu Yanye who is pestering her. It's not that she can't live without Fu Yanye. The person you want to hate should be Fu Yanye."
"I hate Fu Yanye? If it weren't for Yanye, the Lin family would have collapsed long ago. You should worship Yanye as a Bodhisattva instead of hating him. All your faults are because of that little bitch Zhuo Jian. As long as she is gone,
Everything will return to its original position. I am the young lady of the Fu family, and you are the father-in-law of the Fu family. Dad, you have to figure out your identity. There are so many beautiful girls in the world. If you like young ones, don’t look around me.
.”
The feeling that her father was looking for people of a similar age around her simply made her feel sick.
Lin Jiaoyang frowned: "Whatever you say, but remember, if Zhuo Jian's father hadn't shouldered everything by himself, your father and I wouldn't be where we are today. In other words, you wouldn't be able to still be a young lady.
You should be a little grateful to her."
"Am I grateful to her?"
A woman who stole her man?
"Yes, it has nothing to do with the Lin family that she lost her parents at a young age."
"Ha! She deserves it. Didn't her father break the law?"
“But sin does not lead to death!”
"Then her father died for her. Otherwise, what qualifications does she have to transfer her household registration to the Fu family's household registration book? Who is she?"
Lin Ruxiang suddenly stood up, turned around and left.
Lin Jiaoyang raised his eyes and sighed irritably.
He and his daughter have less and less common ground.
However, he still had to send someone to follow Zhuo Jian to prevent his precious daughter from doing anything outrageous again.
Lin Ruxiang immediately dialed the phone after leaving his office: "I made an appointment with Zhuo Jian to meet at the bar. I want her to lose her child in a chaos."
After Lin Ruxiang finished speaking, she hung up the phone and walked back to her office on high heels.
Does Zhuo Jian think that she can be as valuable as her mother and her son?
She would never let Zhuo Jian give birth to the child safely.
Because she knew better than anyone else that just by giving birth to a child, Zhuo Jian would have a firm foothold in the Fu family.
How could she give Zhuo Jian such a chance.
If Zhuo Jian's pregnancy was caused by her, then she didn't mind if Zhuo Jian had a miscarriage herself.
Thirty minutes of noon news.
Lin Ruxiang was sitting with her subordinates eating together, and Zhuo Jian's face appeared on the TV hanging on the wall in front of them.
Lin Ruxiang suddenly frowned. Is this woman in their restaurant every day?
Zhuo Jian introduced himself to Yang Yi and then started to broadcast the news.
Today's news is no different from the past, except that there is one more piece.
The information about Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye's wedding has only been released now, after Fu Yanye checked it.
A photo was put on the screen, Yang Yi reported. It was only thirty characters long, but it was enough to cause a heated discussion at noon that day.
Lin Ruxiang couldn't help but chuckle, but in the next second she overturned the plate in front of her.