462 10.1 Billion Dollars to Retain Their Marriage (1/2)

No one ever paid attention to his true hobbies and interests ever since he was born.

His life had been pre-arranged since he was the oldest grandson and the most eligible heir in the Fu family. It was pre-destined for him to not be able to do whatever he loved.

On the other hand, Fu Jingtong had a completely different destiny. He was able to learn to play the piano and invest his time in musical ventures, he had the freedom to enjoy every moment in his life.

Fu Qinglun drew his brows together, he had arrived too late. He wasn't able to witness one of her most important moments in life.

She had gotten closer to Fu Jingtong, had she? Please don't let her fall for Fu Jingtong. He didn't have many things in life and he didn't want to lose her too. His only wish was for her to stay by his side.

Please don't leave me.

He wasn't any lesser than Fu Jingtong, he was a genius with great intellectual capabilities and nothing was considered difficult to him. As long as he was willing to learn, he could pick things up in no time at all.

He was willing to pick up anything she fancied.

But was it too late for him to have such thoughts now?

No.

He still had a secret weapon, that would be… his secret identity, he was Zi Jun.

She had feelings for Zi Jun.

Her first song 'Legend', the first letter she had ever received in her life. He knew for a fact that she had feelings for Zi Jun.

She had composed the song 'Legend' for Zi Jun.

Her collaboration with Fu Jingtong had arrived later than the 'Legend' she had composed for him, by many years even.

Things were going to be fine, he would definitely be able to rekindle her feelings for him. Starting from tomorrow, he would start writing letters to Lin Shiyu using his identity as Zi Jun.

Like that, he would be able to have a fresh start with Lin Shiyu again.

The corner of his lips curved up as that thought went through his mind.

Bei Chuan stood under the stage as he witnessed the scene. Fu Qinglun was surrounded by the moonlight and from the back, he seemed lonely and isolated. He was performing alone just because of Madam's love for the piano.

Bei Chuan mused to himself, if President were to have the chance to collaborate with Madam, their performance would definitely sound much better than the one with Fu Jingtong.

President didn't get a divorce with Madam, as he had given out the 10.1 billion dollars.

Bei Chuan drifted into his memories. In the Fu Corporation's President's office, President had given Lu Qi'er the 10.1 billion dollars she needed and Lu Qi'er left gleefully.

Bei Chuan just couldn't understand why President even did that and couldn't help but ask, ”President, don't you find it ludicrous to give up with 10.1 billion dollars just for Lu Qi'er's sake?”

Fu Qinglun gave him a faint smile before his gaze drifted outside the windows. ”I didn't fork up with the 10.1 billion dollars for Lu Qi'er's sake. I did it to retain my marriage with my wife.”

Madam tried to use the 10.1 billion dollar sum to get out of their marriage and yet President had used the 10.1 billion dollars to retain their marriage.

Though it was very likely that his plans wouldn't be successful.

That was because Madam had filed a divorce suit and it was in progress. Madam had separated with President for three whole years and even lost a baby in the process. Not forgetting President's ambiguous relationship with Lu Qi'er, the court may very likely grant their divorce on the grounds of alienation of affection.

Madam had disappeared from President's life ever since, they never met each other.

Madam was set to get a divorce.

For the past two weeks, President had been on business trips in order to make up for the 10.1 billion dollars in funds. Even when he was completely exhausted, he still made the time to witness such a significant moment in Madam's life, President truly loved Madam.

…

Gu Mohan was preparing his company for an initial public offering.

He had brought Tang Mo'er along with him to his office for the past two days, so that he could have her within his sight with a simple lift of his head. They had great telepathy and their eyes often met without giving each other any signals. It was a heartwarming scene.

”Mo'er, I'll have to attend a meeting and it'll take around half an hour. You can stay in my office and you're not allowed to go anywhere. If you need anything just call Auntie Wu okay?” Gu Mohan ruffled her hair tenderly and his other hand was occupied with a document.

From her position on the plush carpet, Tang Mo'er sat reading some comics and nodded her head obediently. ”Okay.”

Gu Mohan then walked out without a backward glance.

”Madam, do you need a drink?” Auntie Wu asked.