Chapter 9 He Said He Wants a Divorce

"Jingchen!" Hearing that his eldest grandson had awakened, Mr. Fu hurried back from outside, and upon seeing Fu Jingchen sitting on the sofa, the old man became so excited that even his walking stick was trembling.

"Grandpa, are you in good health?" Fu Jingchen finally stood up and walked over to Mr. Fu. He was tall and slender with an exceptional demeanor, standing out in a crowd like a crane among chickens.

"This old man's health is strong! As long as you, young man, are well, I will live a long and healthy life!" Mr. Fu puffed up his chest, patting it as he spoke with a robust voice.

Now that his eldest grandson had awakened, his spirit had returned.

"Have you called Doctor Song for a checkup? Has your body fully recovered?" The old man was still a bit worried.

"Doctor Song has already checked; everything is normal." Fu Jingchen helped his grandfather sit down on the sofa.

The old man kept staring at him, unwilling to look away: "...Half a year, oh, Jingchen, you lay there for half a year! Do you know how I've managed to get through these last six months?"

"It's also thanks to your wife, Qiuqiu," Mr. Fu shifted his attention to the granddaughter-in-law upstairs, his face expressing warm affection. Lin Luqiu returned a smile and mouthed a greeting, "Grandpa."

"What's wrong? Qiuqiu, what happened to your throat?" Mr. Fu looked at his eldest grandson with confusion.

Fu Jingchen paused slightly: "...It's nothing much, maybe just a hoarse throat, she temporarily can't speak loudly."

Mr. Fu nodded and then, as if struck by a sudden thought, stared incredulously at his eldest grandson a few more times.

Is this for real? His grandchild just woke up and has become this intense? Was this the same person who always seemed cold and indifferent to women?

Lin Luqiu also felt socially awkward, thankful that just then Wen Qian came up with the porridge.

"Young Madam, the porridge is ready, and I've added some milk into it to nourish the stomach."

"Thank you."

At this moment, there was a commotion at the Fu Mansion's main gate, signaling that another visitor had arrived.

The newcomer seemed quite important, and although he looked just like an ordinary middle-aged man, slightly overweight, the two rows of black-clad bodyguards with him certainly signified authority.

"I heard that my nephew, who had become a 'vegetable,' had woken up today so I specially came to visit and extend my congratulations," the visitor said nonchalantly as he sat himself next to Fu Jingchen on the sofa, crossed his legs with a posture that was incredibly haughty and arrogant.

Fu Jingchen glanced at the man, "Uncle, long time no see."

"Young Madam, let's go to the room first." Wen Qian tugged at Lin Luqiu's sleeve and whispered.

Sensing that Wen Qian was intentionally suggesting they leave, Lin Luqiu agreed and returned to the room, where she asked with curiosity, "Fu Jingchen's uncle? I haven't seen him before; he seems quite powerful?"

Wen Qian was startled for a moment. Wasn't this Young Madam said to be a wild child raised in the mountains with little education? Why didn't it seem like what they said?

In fact, Lin Luqiu simply couldn't bother to keep up the act any longer; it was exhausting, indeed.

"Yes, Third Old Master holds influence in the Fu Family second only to the eldest son, and he controls many important resources and connections, so people both respect and fear him."

"I see."

Lin Luqiu thought, the complexities of a large family are indeed intricate. Managing so many people must not be easy for Fu Jingchen.

"By the way, I saw a young man standing behind Fu Jingchen earlier, who is he?"

"Young Madam must be talking about Mr. Yao, he has been with the young master for many years as a special assistant," Wen Qian replied, then proactively took the empty bowl Lin Luqiu had finished with, "I'll go downstairs now, Young Madam. If you need anything, just call me, I'll be waiting outside."

"Okay." Drowsiness surged in Lin Luqiu; she wanted to sleep again. She was truly tired. Although she could insert a few needles to quickly replenish her energy, it wasn't as good as proper rest.

Her head barely touched the pillow before she fell sound asleep.

When she woke up after a good sleep and opened her eyes, what greeted her was an artistic and visually pleasing scene like something out of a movie.

Across from her, Fu Jingchen sat in formal attire, head slightly bowed, a pair of long legs crossed with a small silver laptop on his thigh, his long fingers rhythmically dancing across the keyboard.

What attracted her gaze the most was the pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on the man's handsome nose. Fu Jingchen, wearing these glasses, was exuding an aura of asceticism.

It was enough to make one want to pounce on him and mess up his shirt and tie.

Lin Luqiu's heart suddenly skipped a few beats, and she licked her lips with a smile.

Hmm... Waking up to such a scene, that's quite a nice perk.

"Awake?" Fu Jingchen stopped what he was doing, looked up at her, took off his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Lin Luqiu sat up, smiling and about to speak, when she heard him say in an indifferent tone:

"Let's get a divorce."

?

What did he say?

Lin Luqiu was stunned, "Divorce?"

"Yes." Fu Jingchen said indifferently, "I am very grateful for your astonishing medical skill that revived me. To thank you, I will give you additional property during the divorce."

Lin Luqiu laughed in anger, "If we're getting a divorce, then why did you sleep with me before?"

Was it a spur of the moment? Or just being helpful?

Should she be grateful to him for saving her?

"I thought that was just mutual consent due to a moment of passion." Fu Jingchen said, "Didn't you enjoy it?"

His calm and cold gaze seemed to see right through her.

"..." Lin Luqiu gritted her teeth, "You're right, I did enjoy it! Fine, I was planning to leave after you woke up anyway, so this works out! However, I have a question, do you really not remember me?"

Fu Jingchen's gaze lingered on her face, then shook his head.

"I don't remember."

Lin Luqiu was even more irritated, "Good, you not remembering is for the best. After all, it was all so many years ago, truly not worth mentioning! I appreciate President Fu's hospitality. I'll be leaving today!"

With that, she threw off the blanket and headed towards the door.

But she forgot that her limbs were still a bit weak, and after taking just a few steps, she stumbled and fell.

The floor was carpeted, yet falling straight down like that would still hurt. She closed her eyes, bracing for the pain, yet the next second, her senses were invaded by the cool scent that seemed to emanate naturally from the man.

Fu Jingchen caught her.

"Be careful." He let go of her after she steadied herself.

Lin Luqiu harrumphed and glared at him, continuing towards the door.

"Young Madam, where do you think you're going?" Suddenly, Old Mr. Fu appeared at the door, looking at her surprised, and then turned to Fu Jingchen, "Are the young couple having a fight?"

Lin Luqiu turned her head to look, and said to Old Mr. Fu: "…You should ask him!"

"Jingchen, what's going on? Did you bully Luqiu?" Old Mr. Fu looked as if he was ready to stand up for Lin Luqiu.

"I just want to divorce her." Fu Jingchen didn't hide anything and spoke directly. Upon hearing this, Old Mr. Fu immediately objected, "What? I got you such a good wife, and you want to divorce her? Absolutely not! I do not agree!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree." Fu Jingchen was expressionless, "This is between her and me, it has nothing to do with you."