Fu Cheng's gaze darkened. "This is the sort of thing Mrs. Gong should handle herself."
With that, he turned away. "I've said all that needs to be said. Please leave now."
Yun Lian bit her lip. 'This little bastard is just as heartless as Yun Yao.'
'Did I really ask for something so difficult?'
'He won't show even a shred of courtesy.'
Yun Lian showed no hint of resentment. She just raised her voice and let out a couple of sobs. Seeing that Fu Cheng didn't react at all, she left with a pitiful, aggrieved look on her face.
Shen Lu couldn't help but scoff, "What a perfect old white lotus."
Fu Cheng paused. He didn't quite understand what an "old white lotus" was, but he figured it wasn't a compliment.
"Okay, okay, now that the unpleasant distraction is gone... Fu Cheng, you and Wu Jun stick to the usual plan. Eat early, then head to the hospital for your physical therapy. You haven't been in a while."
Fu Cheng gave a slight nod, having no objection to Shen Lu's arrangements.
