Chapter 5 Meeting Fu Chen Once More

• Lan Muwei’s body froze up.
• This was her first time seeing Fu Chen as Su Wan. He was clad in a tailored suit and wearing a gloomy, indifferent expression—a stark contrast to his usual refined elegance.
• This was probably his real appearance.
• Fu Chen inadvertently cast his gaze over Lan Muwei’s face, and saw nothing but hatred in this graceful lady’s eyes. It was as though she wanted to devour him alive.
• Seeing Fu Chen’s arrival, Lan Zhengting turned around, saying, “So you’re Wei’s friend. Since that’s the case, I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear what you just said. Wei is dead and the police have confirmed her suicide. I don’t want to hear rumors after the pain of losing my daughter, please mind what you say.”
• Lan Muwei wasn’t expecting this kind of response. This left her so empty that she couldn’t even feel pain at the moment. All of a sudden, her entire past life felt like a joke.
• Humiliated by the husband, framed by the sister, and even the father didn’t take her death very seriously.
• Do they… all feel that she was better off dead?
• Fu Chen’s eyes shifted slightly upon hearing her identity, revealing a gentle smile in the process. “So it’s Wei’s friend. How do I address you? How come she’s never mentioned you before?”
• Lan Muwei’s eyes erupted with strong resentment—she hated him just as much as she had loved him back in the day. When he gently mentioned the name “Wei”, she wanted nothing more than to take him down with her.
• Plumes of fire burned in her eyes, making her seem like a phoenix being reborn in flames. There was a sense of undeterred beauty amidst the pain of reincarnation.
• Moments later, her lips moved to form a weak smile as she said with a sorrowful tone, “Mr. Fu, I met Wei a couple of times before. I’ve always wanted to have her design my wedding gown, but… who would’ve thought she’d leave so suddenly. I simply can’t accept this…”
• With that, tears streamed down the corner of her eyes. She quickly lowered her gaze and proceeded to sob in silence.
• Fu Chen’s expression remained the same. “So that’s how it is. Wei will surely be content to know you miss her so. I wonder…”
• He was hoping to ask her name when he noticed a person appear in front of him.
• Feng Shihan was standing nearby and staring at the two of them. It almost seemed like there was a raging fire in the depths of his cold eyes. The surrounding atmosphere tensed up, almost as though his gaze would soon transform into a beast and charge over at a moment’s notice.
• The aura of ferocity and ruthlessness around him dragged the temperature down noticeably.
• Lan Muwei had also discovered him, and it so happened that Feng Shihan’s appearance was a great way to extricate herself. Enduring the hatred and disgust, she said goodbye to Fu Chen in a gentle voice and began walking toward Feng Shihan.
• Feng Shihan actually interpreted her tense expression as one of guilt in being discovered during a lover’s rendezvous.
• “Su! Wan!” The man’s dark gaze spread out like a net and came bearing down upon her.
• Shit! I almost forgot the Feng and Fu are at loggerheads with one another.
• Lan Muwei blushed in embarrassment. After approaching Feng Shihan, she suddenly opened her arms and dived into his embrace, sobbing loudly, “Boohoo… Han, I’m so sad. Who would’ve thought Wei would leave just like that. I hate myself for not having met her for the last time. Please give me a hug, I beg you…”
• Feng Shihan: “...”
• Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, glancing between Feng Shihan and the lady before leaving with a dark face.
• “Su Wan, let go!” The woman’s plump chest pressed against his own, her tender hand grasping his shoulders as a faint floral scent suffused the air around her. Feng Shihan’s wavering heart turned cold once more when he thought back to what had happened yesterday.
• Lan Muwei cursed secretly. If it wasn’t out of fear that Fu Chen would see through the abnormality, she would never approach the iceberg that was Feng Shihan.
• Sensing that the suspicious gaze had vanished, Lan Muwei released Feng Shihan and stepped backward. She forced out an apologetic smile, saying, “Sorry, I lost control there.”
• There was no helping it since Su Wan’s past character was just that infatuated and frivolous.
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• If the journey there was considered a land of frost, then the road back was a torment comparable to lingering at the infernal gates.
• Even the old madam had discovered something wrong between the two. She tried to ask a couple of times, but she ultimately felt it inappropriate since Feng Shihan’s expression was too unsightly.
• Amidst the excruciating fire and ice of the passenger’s seat, Lan Muwei began thinking whether she should bring up a divorce since Feng Shihan hated Su Wan so much?
• Su Wan was no longer here and she wasn’t interested in love for this lifetime. A divorce was bound to come sooner or later.
• Besides, Feng Shihan reportedly had a close female companion before this marriage. They were separated only because Su Wan had interfered with their relationship.
• Separating a couple in love… that was a feeling of significant guilt.
• Just as she was thinking about things, a giant electronic billboard flitted past the window.
• The young lady on the board was charming and beautiful. With her sweet smile and long hair flowing in the wind, she was as breathtaking as a fairy descended to earth.
• The colorful strokes on the giant screen read, “Famous designer Lan Zhixi has joined the Fu corporation. Together we will build the number one fashion line in the world!”
• Lan Muwei felt restless for a long while after they had whistled past the board.
• Famous designer? Fake designer, more like!
• And they’re building the number one international brand, no less? It’d be a miracle of the ages if that adulterous couple could build up a fashion brand. Fu Chen was a highly pragmatic person who only wanted authority and profits.
• Lan Zhixi was overambitious but lacking in talents. She could only resort to plagiarism and had never produced any good designs of her own.
• So what if she was plagiarizing Lan Muwei’s old works? The latter was already dead, so there would be no more designs for her to steal. The fashion world, on the other hand, would move on for another decade or two still… there was no end to it. What can the plagiarizer do at that time？
• Lan Muwei sat with her eyes closed, her thoughts wandering to how she should deal with the adulterous couple.
• After returning to the villa and letting the ladies off, Feng Shihan made to drive back to the company. Lin Yayu received a phone call at this point, and called out to Feng Shihan with a serious expression.
• “President Feng, something’s wrong with the evening gown we went to great lengths to make for Mrs. Smith.”
• Feng Shihan came to a sudden stop. “What’s wrong?”
• Lin Yayu shot him a glance but didn’t speak for a long while. Finally, she succumbed to the fear of Feng Shihan’s gaze, and said hesitantly, “When I brought the evening gown back, Wan insisted on trying it out. Who would’ve thought there would be a mishap? Wan seems to have torn a small part of the collar, and there were coffee and makeup stains on it…”
• Feng Shihan’s brows began to twitch, his eyes filled with a strong chill.
• That evening gown was custom-designed over a course of two months by the international designer Eric. It was a key project for the cooperation between the Smith Corporation and the Feng.
• Eric lived abroad, so asking him to design an even gown was a great endeavor. Many prestigious ladies could only dream of something made by him. Every design was made with intricate inlays of silver or gold, a product of great value.
• Most importantly, Eric would pick his customers based entirely on his preference. He wouldn’t even spare a glance if he didn’t like them.
• This time, Lin Yayu had flown to France and spent great effort to have him agree to this project.
• “Have you contacted Eric?”
• Lin Yayu shook her head. “No, Eric simply won’t pick up our calls. His assistant told us to figure it out on our own, but no one at the company works on this kind of evening gown. Besides, Mrs. Smith will be visiting the company in three days, what shall we do?”