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Chapter 45: A Heavenly Immortal?

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: A Heavenly Immortal?

Seeing her daughter revert to the lively and adorable girl she was before, Jiang Lai was pleased but knew she still had to ask the question she’d been holding back. She waited for Wen Qiao to wipe away her tears before bringing it up again, "Did you really do something so absurd at the engagement party?"

"No, I would never be so thoughtless."

Her denial rang with truth; indeed, she wouldn’t do something so foolish—it had been the original Wen Qiao, not her.

"Tang Ru is just trying to deceive you with her lies. If you believe her, you’ll fall right into her trap."

Jiang Lai felt relieved hearing her say this, "I don’t believe her, I believe my daughter."

She looked at Wen Qiao with affection and stroked her hair, "Your mother couldn’t attend your engagement dinner, don’t hold it against me."

Wen Qiao shook her head, "Why would I?"

"Jinghen is a good boy. Knowing you’re with him, I can rest easy."

The marriage between Fu Jinghen and Wen Qiao was arranged long ago. Mrs. Fu had limited physical endurance due to having a child later in life and passed away a year after he was born. Mr. Fu, grieving his wife’s death, aged significantly and had little energy to look after Fu Jinghen, so Fu Qiang practically raised him single-handedly.

Fu Qiang and Jiang Lai were close friends, almost like sisters, and the engagement was settled shortly after Jiang Lai’s pregnancy was confirmed to be a girl.

"He’s a few years older than you and more mature in his actions. Don’t take advantage of his kindness."

Wen Qiao stuck out her tongue playfully; she did indeed enjoy testing the limits of Fu Jinghen’s patience.

"Mom, does Tang Ru come to bother you often?"

"Don’t worry about her," said Jiang Lai, not even bothering to give her the time of day. Their statuses were not the same, there was nothing to discuss. If it hadn’t been about the matter concerning Wen Qiao, Jiang Lai wouldn’t have reacted so strongly.

Seeing Jiang Lai didn’t wish to speak further of Tang Ru, Wen Qiao changed the subject, thinking to herself that she must stop by the director’s office later to make a comment.

A high-end sanatorium like this should not let just anyone in.

They shouldn’t take the money and not do the work.

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When Qin Xiang burst into the office, Fu Jinghen was just about to leave for home. Seeing him come in, Fu Jinghen asked with some confusion, "What brings you here?"

Qin Xiang looked at him as if he’d seen a ghost, "Damn, are you human or a ghost?"

"....."

Fu Jinghen was too lazy to answer such a mundane question.

Realizing the stupidity of his question, Qin Xiang swallowed and rephrased, "I mean, you’re back so soon? I just saw you racing cars on the outskirts. How did you get to the office so fast?"

"Racing?"

"Yeah."

As Qin Xiang spoke, he walked over to Fu Jinghen, pulled out his phone, and showed him the video he’d copied from the surveillance, "You said you don’t race anymore, did you lie to me?"

Fu Jinghen looked at the speeding car in the video and responded calmly, "That’s not me."

"Not you?" Qin Xiang was shocked, "Then who?"

Fu Jinghen didn’t want to answer that question. Pushing past him, he said, "I’m going home. Do as you please."

"You’re heading home this early? President Fu, your nightlife is so dull." Qin Xiang’s attention shifted easily, "What’s at home that’s so appealing, a Heavenly Immortal?"

Fu Jinghen replied succinctly, "Dinner."

"Since when did you become so fixated on food? You can eat dinner made by Nanny Zhang any time. What’s missing one meal? I’ll take you to enjoy something much tastier."