Chapter 343: Looking for Trouble

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Fu Ting’s motives were not difficult to guess. Lian Jing only had to instruct Zhong Xin to ask around to discover his true motive for coming back.

When Lian Jing saw the report from Liancheng Company, he sneered and threw the document on the table. “Did Fu Ting go to the office today?”

Zhong Xin lowered his eyes and nodded. “Yes, he has Lian’e’s appointment letter. It’s his first day as the President, so he should be taking over the work now.”

“Mm.” Lian Jing glanced at him and tapped his fingers on the table. “Lian’e must have arranged the handover before she left. Fu Ting shouldn’t be too busy. Go find him something to do.”

“Yes.” Zhong Xin understood what he meant.

In fact, from his own point of view, Fu Ting’s move was a good one. This was the best way to solve his most urgent problem. However, he had made a miscalculation. He had failed to take into account the fact that Lian’e’s company and the Lian Corporation’s headquarters were in the same city.

Even though Lian’e used to be the owner of the branch company, it was still difficult for her to break free from Lian Jing’s control, let alone Fu Ting, who had just arrived.

This matter was not difficult. Before Lian’e left, the company was supposed to sign a very important contract, but Lian Jing when had her personally escorted onto a plane and forced her to leave, this matter was delayed.

Now Fu Ting was to sign the contract. If they ruined this deal, Fu Ting would be criticized by the board of directors. It would be Fu Ting’s turn to experience disaster.

After work that night, Fu Ting returned home with a frustrated look. He wanted to settle scores with Lian Jing the moment he got home, but he saw a miniature version of Lian Jing sitting on the sofa and sipping tea. He had the same look as the younger Lian Jing.

Fu Ting’s interest was piqued. He sat beside the boy with a smile. “You’re Lian

Jing’s son, Shen Nian, right? I’m your uncle. Come, address me as uncle.”

Shen Nian raised his eyes and glanced at him. He put down his teacup and said slowly, “Hello, Uncle.”

“Good boy.” Fu Ting took out a few notes from his wallet and stuffed them into his hand. “Take this to buy yourself something nice to eat. If it’s not enough, you can let me know.”

Shen Nian held the money and thought for a moment before returning it. “Uncle, my mother said that I must not take other people’s money for no reason. I appreciate Uncle’s kindness, but I can’t take this money.”

This was the first child Fu Ting had met who did not want money. He stroked his head in confusion and said, “Nian Nian, I’m your uncle. Your father is my cousin. I’m not a stranger.”

“Cousin?” Shen Nian’s mind raced and he instantly understood the relationship between this and his father. “Are you Great-aunt Lian’e’s son?”

“Yes.” Fu Ting looked at the child in front of him in surprise. The child looked no more than six-years old. Fu Ting had not expected him to be so smart that he could easily figure out the complicated interpersonal relationships.

Now, Shen Nian was even more determined not to take his money. He nimbly jumped off the sofa and said, “Uncle, I’m going back to my room to do my homework. I don’t want the money. I don’t need spending money. I’ll leave first.”

“Hey, wait!” Fu Ting tried to stop him, but Shen Nian was as slippery as an eel. His small figure nimbly avoided his hand, and then he quickly scurried back upstairs.

Fu Ting sat in the living room downstairs, deep in thought. He chuckled and waved at the person who was half-hidden in the corner.

Lu Wen had not expected him to see her hiding there. She quickly walked over with a red face and lowered her head. “Young Master Fu, do you have any instructions?”

Fu Ting chuckled and beckoned to her. When she was very close, he reached out and pulled her in front of him. He grabbed her wrist and tugged, forcing her to lower her head to look at him. “You seem to blush easily?”

Lu Wen had not expected him to call her over to talk about this. Even the tips of her ears were burning. “N-no. Young Master Fu, you’re mistaken.”

“You’re quite an ambitious girl.” Fu Ting breathed in her ear meaningfully, and the romantic atmosphere between them grew.

Lu Wen’s heart was pounding. Just as she thought that her mission was about to be accomplished, she suddenly heard Fu Ting growl like a demon, “Do you fancy Lian Jing?

“No!” Lu Wen shook her head vigorously in protest. Her voice was so loud that it echoed through the living room. A moment later, she saw Fu Ting’s half-smiling eyes and realized that she had overreacted. She hurriedly bit her lower lip and closed her eyes in resignation. “How are you going to punish me?”

“Why should I punish you?” Fu Ting spread his hands indifferently. His slowly crossed his legs, and a sharp look flashed across his eyes. “Not only will I not punish you, I will even help you.”

“Help me?” Lu Wen’s eyes widened in shock. Even in her panic, she remembered to look around. After confirming that there was no one else about, she asked softly, “Why are you helping me?”

“Because I’ve taken a fancy to Shen Yin..”