Fu Jichen received a call from the old house's landline just as he was in a meeting at the company.
He told the attendees, "Hold on," picked up the phone with its screen lit up, and walked out of the meeting room.
Lately, it's been a season of troubles, both Junshan Group and the Fu Family are shrouded in a layer of gloom, and everyone present knows it to some extent.
Standing in the quiet hallway, Fu Jichen answered the phone. On the other end was Fu Yuling's charming voice, laced with affection: "Brother, are you busy?"
Fu Jichen replied coolly, "What's the matter?"
"Can't I call you if there's nothing?" Fu Yuling just wanted to talk to him more, deliberately meandering, not speaking directly.
Fu Jichen always disliked answering her calls, so she used the old house's landline, knowing he would think there was a family issue and would answer.
"If you don't talk, I'll hang up."
