Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 1014: Su Wanxin Isn’t Even Fit to Carry Fu Shihan’s Shoes

Su Wanxin’s words made Fu Shiyi take a deep breath, with many questions she wanted to ask, but for the moment, didn’t know where to start.

"Mom, who is Cheng Yao?"

Yangyang was lying in Su Wanxin’s arms, drowsy, but still chimed in.

"A bad person."

"Then let Dad deal with her!"

"Okay, fine." Su Wanxin turned to coax him to sleep, and after she got him to sleep, Fu Shihan and Lu Ci also came back to find people.

Like claiming lost property, each took their person back.

Fu Shiyi sat on the bed, looking down at the sweetly sleeping little one beside her, feeling a sour ache in her heart.

Her head was in a mess, her heart also a mess. Lying down, she thought, isn’t it just a boyfriend? What’s the big deal? If she wanted, she could find one too!

Su Wanxin and Fu Shihan returned to the bedroom, following up on the situation downstairs.

"Is it people from A Network?"

"Still not sure, I had Lin Rui take them to Jiang Cheng."

"..."

"Sleep, it’s okay." Fu Shihan kissed her forehead. "I’ll go over in the morning, we should have it figured out by then."

"These people... they’re not going to cause any deaths, right?"

"No." Fu Shihan chuckled, "Law-abiding citizens, just like me, know their limits."

Hearing that, Su Wanxin felt even less at ease.

She didn’t sleep well all night, and in the morning, down she went, the women yawning over porridge, looking listless.

Today’s full of tasks, can’t stay home for a nap, just so annoying.

Su Wanxin arrived at the company, finished the morning meeting, then returned to the office to organize and review the data for release in the coming days.

Lin Rui sat on the sofa beside her, idly browsing Weibo, occasionally glancing at Su Wanxin.

"Caught some news about me again?"

Su Wanxin felt his gaze, asked with an indifferent smile.

"Nothing much, just saying you... ah, it’s always those unpleasant words, no need to think about them."

"What unpleasant words are there?" Su Wanxin glanced at him, "For example, hypocrite?"

Lately, that’s the most insulted she’d been online, making her feel she might soon be metaphorically drowned in a pig cage.

Fu Shiyi used the company’s PR every day, as if she were a huge pop star, having to constantly counter black comments, control reviews, and remove trending searches.

Su Wanxin felt it was unnecessary to spend money on this, let those who want to curse go ahead.

But Fu Shiyi said a cyber public opinion war can’t be lost, listing all sorts of reasons, so Su Wanxin let her be.

"Someone even compared you to Brother Han, saying you’re not even worthy to lift his shoes... these idiots, really piss me off."

Even Lin Rui was too lazy to curse, hearing this, Su Wanxin found it kind of interesting.

"What’s there to compare between me and him?"

"Like degrees, performance, all sorts of things—Brother Han once worked at the Su Family for a while, and others said Brother Han’s a short-term trading god, claiming your trading style imitates his."

"Well... they’re not wrong." Su Wanxin nodded. "He taught me, of course I’m learning and imitating."

"Wan God, you’re so mellow now? Isn’t it said pregnant women have terrible tempers, why don’t I feel it?"

"Want me to show you?" Su Wanxin paused her movements slightly, looked up and locked eyes with him.