Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 805 - 814: Return (Part 3)

Boss Wang seemed a bit unwilling, and said softly to Zhuo Lin, "Secretary Zhuo, do you know what Mr. Fu’s plans are later?"

Zhuo Lin looked at his watch, four o’clock.

"The CEO will go grocery shopping later, and after picking up his wife, he’ll cook for her."

"Oh... oh... I didn’t expect Mr. Fu to treat Mrs. Fu so well, and he’s so successful in his career yet still cooks personally."

Boss Wang was stunned for a moment, then immediately flattered him.

But in fact, he felt a trace of disdain in his heart.

Everyone in Jiang City knows that Fu Nancheng seems to have gone mad, pushing off all social engagements during meal times, and picking up Mrs. Fu at the same time every day to cook for his original Mrs. Fu.

Even during occasional social events and balls, he would talk to himself tenderly with no one by his side.

Many in Jiang City see him as a joke.

But oddly enough, no one dares to show it.

Someone once reminded him there was no one beside him, and his gaze immediately turned cold.

The next day, the person who reminded him and their entire family was removed from Jiang City.

Therefore, the secrets about Mrs. Fu have become like the emperor’s new clothes in Jiang City’s high society.

No one has seen Qiao Mo appear beside Fu Nancheng, but whenever he declares Mrs. Fu is also present, these people have to immediately greet ’Qiao Mo’ warmly.

However, if things were that simple, it would be fine.

But you never know when he actually brings ’Mrs. Fu’ along.

If ’she’s here’ and you don’t greet her proactively, he will assume you are arrogant and have slighted his wife.

If ’she’s not here’ and you actively greet her, he will think you are mocking him, and you won’t have a good ending either.

So everyone in Jiang City knows that ’Mrs. Fu’ cannot be slighted.

Even offending Mr. Fu is better than offending ’Mrs. Fu’.

However, for all of them, from beginning to end, there’s only Fu Nancheng, and he’s surrounded by nothing but air, testing everyone’s ability to discern any sign of ’Mrs. Fu’s presence.

Fu Nancheng stood there for a long time.

Just now, in the elevator, he seemed to hear her voice.

Like every midnight dream, it’s soft and pleasant, yet irreplaceable.

He wasn’t sure if he’d had another illusion or if he really heard her voice.

He searched through the crowd but ultimately couldn’t find her figure.

Looking a bit despondent, he lowered his eyes and took steps to leave.

But after a few steps, he looked up again, directing his gaze to a spot in the first row.

His sight accurately fell on a silhouette in light purple, and even though the light was dim, he could distinguish the color of the dress.

As if... in a sea of people, he could identify her at a glance.

He froze in place, his cheeks tense, and the blood in his body surged to his head.

It’s her... it’s Xiao Mo...

She’s finally willing to return.

His eyes were red, shrouded in a layer of mist.

Not waiting for the person beside him to react, he quickly walked toward her.

He walked quickly, even bumping into two chairs in the back row, but he didn’t glance at them, rushing straight to that silhouette in light purple.

Many people’s eyes fell on him, as his face was hard to ignore.

The next moment, he had already stopped in front of her.

Looking at that familiar little face, his thin lips trembled slightly, staring at her intensely, not blinking.