B Country.
Known for its beauty and diversity.
One of the richest countries in the world.
It's one of the busiest and most expensive places that anyone can reside.
Home of the most prominent business empires.
Home of the Fu Conglomerate's main office.
The moment Fu Jin and Jiang Yue landed, they immediately rushed to the hospital to see Zhao Feiyan and Fu Yi.
"Mother." Jiang Yue said when she saw Zhao Feiyan sitting in a daze outside the ICU.
Seeing his son and Jiang Yue did not change Zhao Feiyan's expression. Her face was still blank, devoid of any expression, her usual lively vibe gone.
"The doctor said he had a concussion when some debris hit his head." Zhao Feiyan said when Jiang Yue and Fu Jin was close enough to hear her words. "He protected me when the explosion happened that's why he got the brunt."
Jiang Yue can feel the sadness in Zhao Feiyan's voice yet her expression was not showing this.
The current Zhao Feiyan had some bandages in her head and arms. Aside from this, she seemed to be pletely fine.
Jiang Yue decided to take a seat in next to her and slowly put her hands on top of Zhao Feiyan's hands. Before slowly squeezing it. No words were said between the two but the impact of Jiang Yue's action made its way into Zhao Feiyan's eyes.
Zhao Feiyan looked at Jiang Yue then at Fu Jin. Her son was just staring at her, his jaws clenched, hair slightly ruffled.
He must have been tried from the flight, Zhao Feiyan thought. She can see the intensity of Fu Jin's gaze. She knows that her son is angry this time. The exact opposite of the calm Jiang Yue who was still holding her hands.
Zhao Feiyan lowered her head as her eyes began to water. As a strong independent woman, Zhao Feiyan can't remember the last time that she was able to feel this kind of sadness. However, seeing Jiang Yue and Fu Jin also made her feel relieved and somehow happy.
"Mother, you should go home and change your clothes." Fu Jin said before silently seating next to her. Now, Zhao Feiyan is setting in between Jiang Yue and Fu Jin.
"I won't leave your father," she answered shortly.
"It's okay, Jin why don't you go ask someone to bring some clothes for mother?" Jiang Yue said while sending a glance at Fu Jin. "Don't worry mother. We will find out who did this."
Jiang Yue's words earned another nod from Zhao Feiyan before she closed her eyes in exhaustion.
Seeing Zhao Feiyan's tired face, Fu Jin pulled his mother and let her leaned into his arms.
This is going to be a very long night for everyone.
....
After making sure that Zhao Feiyan was fortable enough, Fu Jin and Jiang Yue went to one of the Fu Family's villas on one of the most private properties of the city to take some time to rest.
Fu Jin's father is still unconscious so Fu Jin is going to start handling the business on the next day. This was already arranged by his father when unexpected situations like this e up.
This decision instantly made some of the investors uneasy. After all Fu Jin is still young. Though he is smart and more than qualified to handle a billion dollar empire, he is still lacking in experience.
The accident at the Fu Conglomerate was big. This time they were unable to suppress the media from releasing the news. After all, both Fu Yi and Zhao Feiyan were considered celebrities in the business world.
The news instantly made its way to international television, creating some panic to the investors and world market.
A panic is somewhat reasonable. This is because FC Oils is one of the biggest oil panies in the world. And a small mishap from the pany could immediately alter the world market as well as the overall economy.
Because of this, many eyes were currently focused on Fu Jin. More and more people started to check the man who will take over the pany.
After an hour, Fu Jin's name was already on top of the web search bar.
Everyone had their eyes on the heir of the Fu Conglomerate.
"Nervous?" Jiang Yue asked as he gave Fu Jin a cup of freshly brewed coffee. The latter was reading some documents that he needed for the pany.
Fu Jin just looked at her and shook his head. He was born and trained to handle the pany.
This was his fate.
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