Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 957: The Woman in Fu Shihan’s Room

"Oh."

Nangong Qiang adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and continued speaking.

"Anyway, I found out that it was Shen Xiaochen who exposed it, so I hacked her computer for evidence and then saw that photo of you and President Su!"

"Do paparazzi these days need this kind of skill?" Fu Shihan asked curiously.

"I’m a professional!" Nangong Qiang said with particular pride, "I majored in computer science in college, and this Shen Xiaochen visits all kinds of websites regularly, so finding a loophole to hack in was too easy!"

"You’re quite impressive then."

"Of course, I’m impressive! I’m not bragging, but in today’s entertainment industry, any celebrity you name, getting their personal information is no problem!"

Nangong Qiang took the opportunity to explain the current state of the entertainment industry to Fu Shihan, after all, the Fu Family has an entertainment company under its umbrella, so it’s necessary for him to be wary!

"Right now, there are a lot of scalpers selling celebrity information; even your current address, President Fu, I can get it!"

Fu Shihan smiled as he glanced at the call duration. Nangong Qiang had been gossiping with him for almost ten minutes; it was an international call, so it was likely his phone would soon be out of credit and disconnected.

Nangong Qiang, flattered, was a bit disoriented, chuckling before returning to the main topic.

"President Fu, do you want to make your relationship with President Su public? Keeping these scoops to myself is quite suffocating!"

Nangong Qiang really couldn’t understand why there was anything left to hide.

Haven’t they already reached a point where even their son is fetching soy sauce?

Getting the news out would be a strong alliance, which would definitely benefit the company!

Don’t rich people all value business marriages? They’ve been together for ten years, yet they’re still holding back; that’s some remarkable patience!

Fu Shihan listened to him, silent for a moment.

Should they go public?

Of course, they should.

But now he had some hesitations because once the news was public, there would be a flock of paparazzi like Nangong Qiang tracking him and Su Wanxin.

The people on A web might also be mixed in, making the situation more complicated.

So for Su Wanxin’s safety, he couldn’t let Nangong Qiang expose those photos now.

"Aren’t you paparazzi best at making vague statements?"

Fu Shihan hinted with a loaded suggestion.

"You’re experts at creating smokescreens, aren’t you?"

Like claiming that a certain actress with the surname X was photographed at an obstetrics department, suspected of being pregnant.

A certain male actor with the surname X rumored to be divorcing his actress wife.

They often churn out a string of initials, making it like a spy code that keeps people guessing.

So why, when it comes to him and Su Wanxin, can’t they be a little more subtle? Why do they have to drop a bombshell, blowing things up before feeling satisfied?

Nangong Qiang listened to Fu Shihan’s words, pondering and trying to grasp the meaning.

Just as he thought he got it, a female voice suddenly came through the call—

"Fu Shihan, can you take me for hot pot tonight?"

At the door, Mu Suyu poked her head in, cautiously asking Fu Shihan.

"I’ve had steak three meals in a row; I’m almost turning into a cow!"

Fu Shihan glanced at her and gave a perfunctory "Mm," making Mu Suyu withdraw with relief, thinking if you don’t agree, I’ll call Wanwan!

Over the phone, listening to their conversation, Nangong Qiang’s head buzzed with a hum!

The nature of a paparazzo made him instantly think of many indescribable things!