Fu Dehan, speaking excitedly, hugged Zhang Fuchun around the waist.
Zhang Fuchun was somewhat moved by his words and smiled without replying.
"Okay, baby! We're investing in this niche industry, low investment, high returns! If it makes money in the future, I'll show my father-in-law that his son-in-law isn't just a freeloader!"
"That's my dad, since when is he your dad!" Zhang Fuchun teased with a smile.
"From the moment you agreed to marry me, I considered you all my family. I have to work hard to make money! I'm telling you, if my family had the strength, I wouldn't be stuck like this. I would have already..."
"As long as I'm given this opportunity, I guarantee you'll see a different Fu Dehan!"
Fu Dehan, pumped up, spoke with excitement.
But he never mentioned the exact amount of money.
The sum was clearly stated in the proposal: the entry barrier was 1 million.
One million, while not a huge sum for Zhang Fuchun, still required careful consideration.
She looked at the proposal, captivated by the dazzling market share, future strategic goals, and investment returns.
She also considered becoming a secondary agent, which would only require an investment of three million.
"Then we'll do this! If we're going to do it, we'll do it big!"
Zhang Fuchun declared.
Fu Dehan felt confident; securing the eight hundred thousand was now almost a certainty!
"No, we'll start small! Trust me, you won't regret it! Once this project starts generating returns, we can increase our investment.
See, doesn't the proposal state, 'Project investors have priority for additional investment rights'!"
Fu Dehan deliberately curbed Zhang Fuchun's ambition, appearing to be cautious for safety.
He continued to explain the logic to Zhang Fuchun, detailing how the "expert" he found had advised him on what to do and when.
In essence, it was a barrage of words that left Zhang Fuchun feeling bewildered.
However, no matter how complex the situation, it all boiled down to the simplest fact: the need for money, 1 million!
Spending money was incredibly simple for Zhang Fuchun.
From deciding to invest to the successful transfer, it took less than a day.
Fu Dehan was overjoyed. He handed over eight hundred thousand to Li Feilin; the remaining two hundred thousand, he used to buy a few models to deceive Zhang Fuchun!
Originally, the matter was straightforward, and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Drones, research and development, production, market cultivation – all required time.
This was enough to make the whole affair seem distant, but it was all destroyed by a hapless fool!
"Fu Dehan! Get out here! Fu Dehan, get out here!"
When Zhang Fuchun called out to Fu Dehan like this, it was never good news.
Indeed, Fu Dehan was a bit apprehensive. He took a deep breath from the bedroom and slowly walked out, like a child who had done something wrong.
He already knew the outcome. Liu Xiaojun, that scoundrel, had chosen this exact week to land himself in jail.
The reason? Fraud!
Zhang Fuchun had also learned about it from others and was fuming!
Fu Dehan had urged her to invest, and now, a million yuan was gone in just a few days! The project plan for future wealth had been dashed!
"It's all your fault! All your fault! What kind of bullsh*t investment, you went for it. Now look! Liu Xiaojun, Liu the turtle, you son of a b*tch!"
Zhang Fuchun unleashed her anger, speaking without restraint, lashing out at whatever came to mind!
Fu Dehan dared not utter a word at this moment. He knew Zhang Fuchun's temperament well; confrontation would yield no positive results. Su Dan Novel Network.
Zhang Fuchun continued to scold and hit him, completely disregarding Fu Dehan's dignity. Miraculously, Fu Dehan endured it all.
He thought, when has Li Feilin ever treated him like this at home before?
When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head!
To live a better life, endure, just endure! Fu Dehan reminded himself.
Zhang Fuchun's anger flared quickly and dissipated just as fast. One million yuan wasn't an overwhelmingly large sum for her.
When Fu Dehan brought up marriage, Zhang Fuchun reiterated her stance: if there were children, she wouldn't marry.
Truth be told, it wasn't that she didn't want to marry. Her parents' opinion was that they didn't approve of her marrying someone with children. Given their family's circumstances, there were plenty of eligible bachelors.
But Zhang Fuchun didn't know why, she just couldn't let go of Fu Dehan, determined to marry him.
This was the fate bestowed upon her by Soul Number Eleven; she couldn't escape it even if she wanted to.
To give her a strong push, Eleven had forcefully injected a form of obsession into her mind.
Zhang Fuchun stubbornly believed that the children were the obstacle between them. Therefore, they shouldn't exist.
To spread this obsession to Fu Dehan, she found an opportunity to explain why marriage was impossible with children.
Fu Dehan had initially thought his father-in-law's silence meant approval, but it turned out he had a contingency plan.
This forced Fu Dehan to harden his heart and contemplate how to get rid of the two children.
One day, Li Feilin received a call from Fu Dehan, saying he would take the children to buy new clothes. Coincidentally, she needed to care for her mother, and Fu Dehan mentioned he would have his mother come over to watch the children, which would put Li Feilin at ease.
Li Feilin thought about it and decided it would be acceptable, after all, he was the children's biological father.
Fu Dehan finally had the opportunity to be alone with the two children. Looking at their innocent faces and their big, blinking eyes, a ripple stirred in his heart.
"These are my own flesh and blood, do I really have to kill them with my own hands?"
Holding his younger son, he hadn't fully processed it yet.
His mother immediately scooped him up: "Come, come, my dear grandson, let Grandma hold you and drink your milk!"
Fu Dehan wiped his face with his hand and sighed deeply.
He felt he must have been possessed to even consider killing his own children.
Fortunately, his mother was there, pulling him back from the brink of danger.
He truly couldn't bring himself to do it; his heart had grown cowardly.
"Didn't you say you were going to buy clothes for the children? Hurry up!"
His mother urged him.
"Okay, okay, I'm going right now!"
Fu Dehan then remembered his promise to Li Feilin and rushed out the door.
When Li Feilin picked up the children that evening at Feitian Huafu, seeing them both in new clothes, her heart naturally relaxed a bit.
Children are flesh and blood, and sons are the roots of the family.
Strangely enough, the younger son wasn't as distressed as expected and even seemed to get along quite well with his grandmother.
The elder woman was also delighted and insisted that Fu Dehan leave the child with her for a few days. This would give Li Feilin time to care for her parents.
Seeing that the child wasn't crying or being difficult, Li Feilin agreed.
"Mommy, Mommy, don't we want little brother anymore?"
On the way home, Fu Qing asked.
"Of course, we do! He's just staying there temporarily."
Li Feilin replied.
"I want to stay there too, it's much prettier than home!"