PFC Chapter 218 Misunderstanding
Chapter 218 Misunderstanding
Chen Dong carefully closed the office door and glanced down at the photo in his hand.
In the photo, Yun Yao is still radiant and beautiful, but two unfamiliar men are standing next to her, chatting and laughing.
Having known each other for so long, Chen Dong had never seen Yun Yao laugh so happily with anyone, not even his master.
"Madam, you must not disappoint the master!" Chen Dong murmured softly.
Su Yuchen is now considered a Foundation Establishment cultivator, just one step away from it. He heard Chen Dong's murmur.
The hand gripping the pen gradually tightened, and by the time I came to my senses, a large area of the paper had been stained.
He couldn't help but open Yun Yao's chat window, editing a message again and again, but in the end, he didn't send a single word.
If you love someone, shouldn't you give them your trust?
Wanwan, you told me that you haven't been moved by anyone for tens of thousands of years, so how could you fall in love with someone else so easily?
Yes, hobby, it must be the hobby you're talking about!
Su Yuchen was trying his best to comfort himself, but he didn't realize that he was actually panicking. Even the name he signed on the contract was "Wanwan".
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Besides Su Yuchen, there was another person who was also paying attention to the developments of this matter.
The entire office was covered with photos and articles about the scandal, and Qiao Yunan looked at them one by one, afraid of missing any important details.
For some reason, he felt a pang of heartache after the news broke.
Qiao Yunan tore the photo in his hand into pieces, one by one, and then tossed them into the air.
She no longer liked Su Yuchen, so he should be happy, but... the expected joy did not come; instead, he was more disappointed.
"Yun Yao, what...right do they have?"
If it were Su Yuchen, Qiao Yunan would find it understandable, but other mortals would not have the right to do so!
Qiao Yunan's somewhat lonely figure disappeared from the spot.
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W International.
Yun Yao ignored the stack of photos on her desk and signed one name after another.
Standing before her were the Jin brothers, Jin Huai and Jin Pei, who were deeply worried about their ancestor who was using work to numb herself day and night.
"Ancestor, why use this method?"
These days they also know that their ancestor got married in the capital, and her husband is the man that makes Jin Huai and Jin Pei turn pale at the mere mention of his name!
The two brothers analyzed Su Yuchen's personality and business acumen, and even they felt inferior to him!
This is the kind of man who married the person they worshipped as a god.
You can tell how their relationship really is just by looking at the way their ancestor is now.
I just don't understand, if you like someone so much, why hurt them like this?
Yun Yao didn't say anything, but instead immersed herself in her work.
Jin Huai and Jin Pei exchanged a glance, shook their heads, and turned to leave.
They are loyal to their ancestors, and since it is the ancestors' will, they will follow it. The best subordinates are those who know how to keep quiet.
Yun Yao wouldn't allow anyone with ulterior motives to fabricate stories about her marriage and relationship with Su Yuchen, yet she herself became the most ruthless person.
Ignoring the escalating rumors, she continued to appear in public with the Jin Huai and Jin Pei brothers, while Su Yuchen seemed to have vanished without a trace, never showing his face since the day the rumors broke.
The two of them were extremely similar. If there was something they didn't want to face, they would numb themselves with work. Yun Yao had seen it more than once: the top floor of Yonsei International across the street was brightly lit all night long.
But tonight, after Yun Yao turned off the office lights, she didn't see the lights on on the top floor of Yonsei International when she stood by the window.
Why aren't the lights on today? Could something have happened?
The thought flashed through Yun Yao's mind, and she immediately panicked.
She had already found Su Yuchen's number on her phone, but at the last moment, she didn't press it. Her fingertip lightly swiped across the string of numbers below.
"Fu Cheng, find out where Su Yuchen went."
The person on the other end responded and started operating the device without even hanging up.
Five minutes later, Fu Cheng's voice came: "Ancestor, Su Yuchen has fallen ill."
Upon hearing this news, Yun Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly hung up the phone.
Then, suppressing her panic, she dialed Gu Jiuliang's number. When the call was answered, Yun Yao was more panicked than ever before.
"Gu Jiuliang, where are you?"
"Oh, I'm in South Africa. A big shot here invited me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yun Yao hung up the phone.
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At this moment, Tianzhu Huafu was in complete chaos. Chen Dong and Mo Peichen were guarding Su Yuchen's bedside, looking at the pale-faced man with great worry.
"Chen Dong, why hasn't the doctor arrived yet?" Mo Peichen asked anxiously.
Chen Dong also felt that the doctor had been dragging his feet for too long.
"Vice President Mo, should we take our master to the hospital?" Chen Dong asked in a panic.
"No!" Mo Peichen interrupted directly.
“We don’t know what’s wrong with Yu Chen right now, so we can’t move him easily. Besides, Yanse International is at a crucial juncture in its rise to international prominence. If others find out that Su Yu Chen is ill, all his efforts will be in vain! We need to urge that doctor again!”
Just as Chen Dong was about to go out to make a phone call, he saw two people dressed as doctors rushing into the courtyard.
As if he had seen a lifeline, Chen Dong rushed out.
"They're waiting for you to save them inside. Are you dawdling and don't want to live?" Chen Dong would definitely lose control when it came to Su Yuchen's matter.
In his anxiety and panic, he didn't notice that the two doctors in front of him were dressed very strangely, since no private doctor wears a white coat all the time.
But Chen Dong doesn't care about any of that right now!
"Hurry up!"
When the two doctors saw Su Yuchen, their expressions also became serious.
"Was there anything unusual about him before he fainted?" the tall doctor asked.
Chen Dong thought for a moment and quickly said, "It's just that I suddenly lost my appetite and then started to feel dizzy."
Is his daily routine regular?
Chen Dong answered the question almost without thinking: "It's irregular. He's only slept for less than ten hours this week."
Then, the bedroom suddenly fell silent. Another doctor took out an acupuncture kit containing silver needles of varying lengths.
"What's wrong with him?" Mo Peichen asked with a serious expression.
Seeing the two doctors' posture, they realized the seriousness of the situation and couldn't help but become nervous.
"Oh, it's nothing serious, just poisoning."
"poisoned?"
"poisoned?"
Chen Dong and Mo Peichen's voices rang out simultaneously.
The female doctor who was drawing an injection suddenly looked up, her eyes looking somewhat strange.
"It's just poisoning, why are you all making such a fuss?"
She had barely finished speaking when the male doctor poked her arm.
"Stop talking, get ready to detox."
The female doctor glared at them and pulled out a ten-centimeter-long silver needle.
The silver needles gleamed coldly under the lamplight, sending chills down one's spine at just a glance.
"What kind of poison did he suffer from?"
"It's a chronic poison. It wouldn't have taken effect so quickly otherwise, but this guy... uh, no, I mean, he's been pushing himself so hard lately that his body has reached its limit, so the poison is spreading faster."
Chen Dong and Mo Peichen watched as a silver needle pierced Su Yuchen's forearm, and instinctively hugged their own arms.
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