Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 262: Ice Blue Brooch

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Ice Blue Brooch

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Fu Jingcun and Jiang Yutian regretted a little, even as they said it was no big deal after finding out it was all just a misunderstanding.

Thus, it turned out to be just a misunderstanding.

"I almost died of fright when Yangyang mentioned it to me that day."

Having just signed with LMAL and then finding out she was pregnant, she had no idea how to explain it to the director.

Fortunately, it was nothing but a false alarm.

Jiang Mian looked down modestly while putting on makeup, as she was set to shoot a promo magazine and posters that very day.

"There’s a reality show called ’Life Under the Spotlight’, documenting and filming the daily lives of actors. It looks quite popular and well-planned."

Jiang Mian raised her eyes to look at Luo Ting, her voice husky, "Sister, do you think my house is presentable?"

Luo Ting: "..."

That was a good question.

If they really started filming, probably more than half of Jiang Mian’s house would be off-limits.

There would even be a man who couldn’t return home.

"I didn’t flat out refuse on my side. I left the option open. They’re not in a hurry anyway, they’re probably starting after the New Year. You can still consider it beforehand."

"Buzz buzz—"

Jiang Mian’s phone vibrated.

Picking up the call, she said, "Hello."

The voice on the line spewed out protocols, and Jiang Mian pondered with her eyes cast downward. After a moment, "Just send it directly to Fu Group, marked for Fu Sichen’s personal collection."

"Of course, Miss Jiang."

After hanging up, Jiang Mian’s red lips pursed slightly as she glanced at the date on her phone.

Today was November 22.

"Sister Ting, you have Xu Lai’s contact information, right?"

Luo Ting nodded, "What’s up?"

Jiang Mian’s lips curled up slightly, her intentions obscure, "Ask him about Fu Sichen’s schedule today, and make sure not to say I’m the one asking."

"Ah... Sure, I’ll ask."

The missus was being secretive as always; there was certainly something afoot.

*

Fu Group

There was a knock on the office door: "President Fu."

"Come in."

The man lowered his gaze to the document in his hand, eyes slightly furrowed, his chill aura instilling a touch of fear around him.

Xu Lai walked in, carrying a gift box and placed it on the desk: "President Fu, this is for you."

Fu Sichen’s eyes lifted slightly, taking in the royal blue velvet packaging, the golden clasp.

His eyes fell on the golden thread logo embossed on the top, a well-known brand for private customization for men abroad.

Generally speaking, orders needed to be placed more than a month in advance, and the wait could be as long as half a year.

Fu Sichen penned a powerful signature at the bottom of a file, his voice level and calm: "Who sent it?"

"They just came down and said it was sent over from Mrs. Fu."

Fu Sichen’s hand with the pen paused, and he removed his glasses.

He took the gift box, his slender fingers deftly unlocking the ornate clasp.

Under the incandescent light, an ice-blue translucent lapel pin rested within the silk-lined indent.

The gem’s cut was smooth, brilliantly lustrous like the dazzling coast, opulent and prestigious.

Throughout his time shadowing his boss, Xu Lai had an insight into Mrs. Fu’s level of spending.

He had seen many exotic treasures.

This lapel pin’s gem resembled the pure gemstone that Mrs. Fu had bid on earlier; it was flawless, and even holding it gave a cooling sensation to the touch.

Back when Mrs. Fu had won the bid, she couldn’t have been more pleased, holding onto it dearly, even declaring that this gem was her recent favorite, rivaling even a complete set of pink diamonds in stature.

Fu Sichen’s fingertips stroked the lapel pin softly, his demeanor composed, a faint smile gracing his usually cold features.

No wonder she’d been so secretive, cradling her phone late at night.

Sometimes she’d even have to spend half an hour in her own gemstone room.

He had thought Mrs. Fu had taken a fancy to some new treasure and was rearranging to make space for it.

But it turned out...

"President Fu, should I go ask?"

Fu Sichen’s voice was deep and unruffled: "No need."

He closed the box: "You can go out now."

"All right, President Fu."

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