Mr. Fu, How Have You Been?

As soon as he said this, a ruthless and bloodthirsty look appeared in Fu Junyu's eyes. He appeared cold and elegant.

Personal Assistant Xu did not dare to be negligent and transferred the encrypted call to Fu Junyu.

"Mr. Fu, how have you been?" As soon as the specially distorted voice sounded, Personal Assistant Shi's tracking mechanism was activated at the same time.

Fu Junyu lowered his head and looked down. There was intense bloodthirst within his eyes. "The wedding has been canceled. You've achieved your goal. Are you willing to consider my request?"

On the other end of the phone.

In front of the desk, the beautiful and lazy Song Nian was wearing headphones. Her gorgeous expressive eyes were fixed on the screen, and her graceful voice turned rough through distortion.

"Mr. Fu is very hostile. It's not suitable for negotiation." After saying that, Song Nian's red lips opened again. "Mr. Fu, you should thank me for the cancellation of the wedding."

Fu Junyu's eyes were filled with hostility, and the aura around him turned cold.

He looked up, his beautiful, delicate face carrying a hint of ephemeral fragility "If the SN doesn't make a move, the wedding would still have been called off."

The implication was:

SN was being nosy!

Song Nian's red lips curved into a gorgeous smile. "Mr Fu, I don't like your attitude in this negotiation. The conversation is over."

The call stopped abruptly. Personal Assistant Shi, who had been tracking him, suddenly looked up. "Master Fu, the tracking mechanism was cut off. We didn't find anything."

Personal Assistant Xu's voice sounded. "Master Fu, Old Madam is calling…"

…

The moment Song Nian ended the call, all the information about her retrieved from the call disappeared.

She sent an email to Fu Junyu as SN. The content of the email was extremely simple: Cancel the wedding.

She dared to do this because she knew that Fu Junyu was looking for SN. If she took the initiative to contact Fu Junyu, she would definitely ask him to cancel the wedding and leave Song Wanwan behind.

Because Fu Junyu desperately needed SN to save his life!

Song Wanwan could only marry into the Fu family by changing Fu Junyu's fate and giving birth to an heir.

However, all of this was thanks to Song Nian's sacrifice. Song Wanwan should not dream about reaping the benefits from her sacrifice!

Rubbing her sore neck, Song Nian took off her earphones and got up. She went towards the room and pushed the door open.

On the soft bed, a beautiful girl who was as exquisite as a doll came into view.

Song Nian walked forward and bent down. She reached out and pinched her pink cherubic cheeks gently. "Are you hungry? Mommy will bring you downstairs to eat."

When Song Suisui heard that she was going to eat, she stretched out her hands. Song Nian gently picked her up and reached out to pat Song Suisui's butt. "My baby has gained weight. Your rear is so plump and meaty."

Song Suisui pouted. "Beautiful woman, you slapped my rear until it grew big. You have to be responsible for me as the cause."

Song Nian smiled. "What's going on in your little head?"

'Muah', Song Suisui took the opportunity to secretly kiss Song Nian's cheek. Her small mouth was as sweet as honey. "There's a beautiful woman that keeps appearing in my mind."

Song Nian put Song Suisui down and helped her put on her hat. "Stop talking nonsense. Let's go."

…

After leaving the hotel room, Song Nian carried Song Suisui into the elevator.

Fu Junyu walked in with two assistants. A miniature version of Fu Junyu then entered Song Nian's vision.

Even though Song Nian's heart was already in turmoil, she didn't show it on her face.

Without batting an eyelid, she pulled the hat on Song Suisui's head down and firmly covered her face, which also looked like a miniature version of Fu Junyu. She looked straight ahead, and her peripheral vision was filled with the male miniature version of Fu Junyu.

The little boy who was in close proximity to her was her son. The son she had risked her life to give birth to.

At this moment, he was right under her nose, but she could not go forward and hug him.

No one could understand the despair she felt when she woke up from her nightmares countless nights ago. Her son, the son who had been taken away before she could even look at him…

"Beautiful lady…"