Chapter 11 Too Happy Too Soon

Chapter 11 Too Happy Too Soon

Descending the spiral staircase, Fu Yining’s mood grew increasingly tense.

What should she do now? She was about to meet the legendary tyrannical CEO's father. Should she pretend to be fiery passionate? Or cool and collected?

Although the body she now inhabited wasn’t young, the soul inside her was only in her twenties, just graduated from university.

Still very young.

Honestly, if she were asked to show enthusiasm for an unfamiliar older man right away, Fu Yining couldn’t do it. But if her "enthusiasm" could scare him away and ensure her long-term peace, she would be fine with that.

As she thought about it, Fu Yining’s steps became more determined.

Entering the dining area, just as Fu Yining was about to show her brightest smile, she saw that sitting at the long dining table was only Song Qingyu.

Fu Yining: “……?” Where’s the old man?

Song Qingyu put down her utensils and looked up, her expression seeming somewhat troubled. "Mom, Dad—"

Butler Wang Yue, who had just seen someone off, entered from the door.

Seeing Fu Yining finally appear in the dining room, he forced himself to speak. "Madam, I'm sorry, but Sir had to leave for the company after breakfast."

"Already gone? Ah, what a heartbreaking (or rather, happy) message!" Good, good, he's not here!

Fu Yining could hardly suppress her laughter.

Before she could even try, the old man had already left. This was—too perfect!

At that moment, Wang Yue was skeptical of his own eyes.

Did Madam’s expression really look like sadness?

He watched as Fu Yining quickly sat down and began to "sadly" enjoy the delicious breakfast the maid had served her.

Something was off, definitely off!

Wang Yue withdrew his gaze and quietly buried his suspicion in his heart.

Fu Yining noticed that Song Qingyu hadn’t touched her chopsticks.

"I'll keep Mom company for a bit longer."

Fu Yining didn’t refuse, but she sensed that Song Qingyu had something to say.

And indeed, that was the case.

Song Qingyu poked at her food, hesitant to speak.

Dad had clearly said he would wait for Mom to have breakfast, but he changed his mind halfway. Not only did he let his pregnant daughter eat first, but he also hurriedly ate and left for the company.

He had just left when Fu Yining appeared, mere minutes apart.

Song Qingyu thought, Mom finally had a chance to see her beloved, but she missed him. She must be feeling very disappointed, right?

Look, Mom is even forcing a smile as she eats.

Just about to enjoy her breakfast, Fu Yining said, "Please don't jump to conclusions, OK?"

She couldn't miss the sympathetic look in Song Qingyu's eyes, and she knew what Song Qingyu wanted to say, but Fu Yining didn't want her good mood while eating to be ruined.

Once Fu Yining finished her breakfast, Song Qingyu, after gathering her courage for a long time, finally spoke, "Mom, don't be sad."

"No, no, I'm not sad."

Fu Yining responded as she got up from the dining table, and the maids standing behind her immediately cleared the table.

Song Qingyu stood up with her, and just as she was about to deliver the comforting words she had prepared, the butler Wang Yue spoke from beside them.

"Madam, Sir said he'll be at the company all day."

Fu Yining nodded, "Mm." She already knew this news.

It would be better if he never came back!

Wang Yue kept his kind smile and discreetly observed Fu Yining's expression, continuing, "Sir said he can't have breakfast with you, but he will be back for dinner tonight."

Hearing this, Fu Yining's steps faltered, "What did you just say?" Who's coming back tonight?

Wang Yue patiently repeated it.

Indeed, hearing that Sir would be back tonight, Madam didn't seem pleased.

Why?

"Mom, did you hear? Dad will be back for dinner tonight!" Song Qingyu was so excited she almost jumped up.

She had been thinking about how to comfort Fu Yining, who was supposedly upset about being left behind at breakfast, but now it seemed her worry was unnecessary.

There was no need for that, since Dad would be home for dinner tonight!

Song Qingyu looked at Fu Yining, truly happy for her.

Fu Yining forced a smile, seeing Song Qingyu's excitement, and silently wept inside.

She had rejoiced too soon!

But what about the plan where her husband wouldn't come home for ten days or half a month, and she could enjoy the big villa alone?

No one understood her sorrow.

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"Madam, Mrs. Zheng has arrived."

"Ah? Oh."

Fu Yining's thoughts were thoroughly disrupted by Yu Zhili's sudden return and the suggestion of having dinner together.

When Wang Yue told her that Fang Fei was at the door, she remembered she still had to deal with this person.

If she recalled correctly, Fang Fei was "Fu Yining's" high school classmate and had later become her "best friend."

But this "best friend" had a wicked heart and couldn't stand seeing "Fu Yining" live more comfortably than her. Behind "Fu Yining's" wild behavior at home, she was definitely the one stirring the pot.

Fu Yining quickly told Song Qingyu to go upstairs, "Stay in your room and don't come down, and don't let Fang Fei see you."

Song Qingyu nodded seriously, "I understand, Mom."

She knew that Mrs. Zheng was Zheng Anran's mother, who had sown discord between her and her mother-in-law on many occasions during previous visits.

Frankly speaking, since her mother-in-law instructed her to stay in the room, she would stay there obediently. She didn't want to see this person at all.

After Song Qingyu went upstairs, Hu Ma brought two cups of tea and followed Fu Yining into the living room.

As Fu Yining settled in, ready to "welcome" Fang Fei, her dear son, Yu Mingze, successfully arrived at the company.

Yu Mingze did not work at the headquarters of QiGui Group. He was still young, so his father arranged a position for him at a small subsidiary company to gain experience.

In just a few months, Yu Mingze had made significant progress at the company. Sales had doubled since he started.

However, this company was small, and Yu Mingze liked to give bonuses to his employees as encouragement. After distributing salaries and bonuses, there wasn't much left.

Yu Mingze never considered prices when shopping. He bought whatever he desired, whenever he pleased, and this had always been the case since he was young.

Sometimes, he didn't even need to ask. His mother would bring him what he wanted without him saying a word.

The reason he could work for such a meager salary at this small company was that Fu Yining supplemented his income with her personal funds.

In other words, despite having a job now, he still relied on Fu Yining's financial support.

"Good morning, Mr. Yu!"

"Mr. Yu" referred to Yu Mingze's father, and to differentiate, everyone called him "Young Master Yu."

"Morning, good morning, everyone!"

After greeting the employees standing in front of the elevator, Yu Mingze joined them, waiting for the elevator.

Given the company's size, there was no dedicated elevator for him. It was a great honor that the employees let him enter first.