She placed the teacup back in front of Chu’s father, saying, “Even if I run away, Chu Fan will come looking for me.”
“Don’t be too confident. Xiao Fan lost his sense of smell at a young age, and you just happen to be able to help him regain it.”
Chu’s father held the teacup, and with a crack, the teacup shattered, spilling tea onto the table, but he was completely unharmed.
Shutong: “…”
If Chu Fan didn’t come to find her soon, she was going to be ‘Tear Shutong Apart’.
“Dad, you scared her.”
A soft but angry voice came from a mobile phone on the table.
Shutong and Chu’s father immediately looked over.
The voice came from Shutong’s phone, and the speaker was Chu Fan.
Chu’s father glared at Shutong.
This girl was too cunning; she had been on the phone with Chu Fan the whole time!
“…”
The scene became quite awkward.
Shutong’s lips were a little stiff as she reached out and covered her phone.
Great, she accidentally pressed the speakerphone button.
“I have arrived.”
Chu Fan’s voice came through the phone again.
The next moment, the door to the private room in the club was opened from the outside, and neither the two bodyguards nor the secretary could stop Chu Fan.
“Chu Fan, did I let you in?! Get out of here!” Chu’s father roared, slamming his hand on the table, causing the teapot and teacups to rattle and make a clanging sound.
When Chu’s father stood up, Shutong felt even smaller. Chu’s father was probably over 1.9 meters tall, and with his muscular build comparable to Jason Statham, he instantly created an overwhelming sense of intimidation.
Shutong got up and walked to Chu Fan’s side. She could clearly feel the chilling aura emanating from him. He was also quite angry, but it was all suppressed under his mask-like handsome face, and he did not vent it.
“Chu Yiqiang, it’s me who’s pursuing a partner, not the Chu family looking for a matriarch.” Chu Fan said, addressing his father by his name, pronouncing each word clearly.
“She’s no good.” Chu’s father was equally firm.
“Look at you, so infatuated! Do you have the spirit of a man from the Chu family? You look down on all the Chu family’s businesses, so I’ll find you a shrewd and capable wife to manage it for you!”
Therefore, Lou Shutong, who makes brainless videos, is absolutely unacceptable!
Upon hearing this, Shutong turned her head to look at Chu Fan and clearly saw the flames rising in his eyes.
It wasn’t that Chu Fan didn’t care about the family business; he just cared more about his clothing brand. Now, Chu’s father had brought Shutong here for his own selfish reasons, trying to drive her away from him. This was already a crazy violation of his bottom line.
“If you really need an heir, you can always marry another one.”
“Chu Fan, you fucking say that again!!” Chu’s father roared in fury.
Just as he finished speaking, a clear female voice rang out from the doorway, instantly plunging the private room into an eerie silence.
“If you really need an heir, you can always marry another one.” This was exactly what Chu Fan had said.
Chu’s father stared wide-eyed in that direction, his mouth slightly agape, but he remained silent for a long time.
Finally, Shutong called out first to the beautiful woman in the cheongsam who was slowly walking toward them, “Mother Chu~”
This was what Chu’s mother had told Shutong to call her. Although they had only met briefly, Shutong had a very good impression of her. She never expected that she would come today.
“Hmm.” Chu’s mother smiled and nodded.
“Tongtong, were you scared? Xiao Fan’s father is just like that, quick-tempered, but he doesn’t really have a bad heart. Don’t be afraid.”
Shutong nodded. She had initially thought that the woman was elegant and aloof, but hearing her comforting words, she breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she felt that she shouldn’t be there; there were some things the three of them needed to discuss properly.
Her gaze shifted slightly, worried that Chu’s father might become violent. It wouldn’t matter if Chu Fan was hurt, but it would be much worse if the delicate and fragile Chu’s mother was injured.
So Shutong simply lowered her eyes to minimize her presence.
Chu Fan leaned closer and gently grasped her hand; his palm was warm, and his grip was firm.
Shutong was about to say a few words of comfort to him when she saw Chu’s mother, dressed in a pale yellow cheongsam, moving closer to the spot where Chu’s father had just sat.
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