The butler returned to the living room, "Master Fu, the car is ready, we can go."
Fu Jingshu strode towards the door.
Lin Mo trotted behind him, asking, "Master Fu, you're just leaving, what about the company? When will you be back? Will you bring Miss Shen back with you?"
"You are in full charge of company matters." Fu Jingshu answered almost without hesitation. Only when answering the last question did he pause and turn to look at Lin Mo.
"I will definitely bring her back."
"Master Fu, go for it!"
Fu Jingshu ignored his assistant's dramatic display and walked straight out the door. But before he even reached the car, a pair of headlights suddenly shone towards him.
The intense light made him squint, and then he saw it was Lin Minglan.
"Why are you here?"
Lin Minglan smiled, "Aren't we friends? Can't I come and see you?"
"You can, but I don't have time to entertain you now." Fu Jingshu turned to get into the car, but Lin Minglan's voice from behind stopped him.
"I have news about the special medicine."
Seeing him stop, Lin Minglan smiled with satisfaction, "Now, can you stay and talk to me?"
Fu Jingshu clenched his left fist. He deliberated for a long time between going to find Shen Qingqing and buying the special medicine for Shen Jinxi. Finally, he released his grip on the car door.
"Let's go inside and talk."
"No." Lin Minglan laughed wantonly, "I know your family doesn't welcome me, so we don't need to go to your house. Let's talk outside. I've contacted the supplier for you, and he's waiting for you at the restaurant."
Fu Jingshu followed her.
They arrived at the restaurant and saw a man in his thirties already sitting in a private room. As soon as Lin Minglan entered, the man became very enthusiastic towards her.
Upon seeing Fu Jingshu, his enthusiasm doubled, "I've heard of Master Fu's great name for a long time, but seeing you today, I know the reputation is well-deserved!"
Fu Jingshu had heard such flattery many times and was not impressed. He got straight to the point, "I heard you have the special medicine."
"Jingshu, Mr. Ying has traveled a long way to find this special medicine for us. Shouldn't you at least let him eat something first? There's no rush to discuss this," Lin Minglan advised from the side.
Fu Jingshu understood the etiquette of hosting, but his mind was focused on the thought that if he could obtain the special medicine and give it to Shen Jinxi, then no matter why Qingqing was angry, she would eventually forgive him.
However, he didn't press the matter further. But Mr. Ying wouldn't let him off the hook. He was like a drunkard, not only drinking himself but also constantly pouring drinks for Fu Jingshu.
If it weren't for the special medicine, Fu Jingshu would have smashed the wine glass over his head.
He hated being forced to drink the most.
But for the sake of the special medicine, he endured it. After drinking cup after cup of baijiu on an empty stomach, Fu Jingshu's stomach quickly began to burn.
Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Lin Minglan intercepted a glass, "Mr. Ying, please don't let him drink anymore. He didn't eat much before coming, and drinking on an empty stomach will make him feel unwell later."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, Mr. Ying became even more relentless.
"Since you don't want him to drink, why don't you drink for him?"
Lin Minglan quickly waved her hand, "I can't do that. I never drink."
"You don't drink, and you don't let him drink, so how can we talk business? Business between us merchants is done over drinks, and it naturally involves alcohol. Brother, if you two really don't want to drink, I can't force you, but this special medicine..."
Mr. Ying put down his wine glass with a sigh of regret.
Lin Minglan immediately became anxious, "Don't, Mr. Ying. We traveled all this way, leaving important matters at home. If you don't sell us the medicine, won't it have been a wasted trip?"
"But I didn't say I would definitely sell you the medicine before I came," Mr. Ying said with a grin. "I do business based on my mood. If I enjoy this drink, everything is negotiable. If I don't enjoy it, then there's nothing to discuss."
Lin Minglan glanced at Fu Jingshu, gritted her teeth, and said, "I'll drink it."
She reached for the glass of baijiu, but Fu Jingshu stopped her. He swept his gaze over her and took the wine glass from her hand.
"I'm not so desperate as to let a woman drink for me."
He raised the glass and downed it in one gulp.
Mr. Ying gave him a thumbs-up and refilled his glass, "Look at our Master Fu, he's so capable, he's not afraid of drinking at all."
He spewed a stream of compliments, but Fu Jingshu paid no attention. He just drank, and by the end, his pale skin began to show a flush of red.
He was slightly drunk.
Mr. Ying glanced at Lin Minglan and said with a smile, "Alright, let's stop here for today. You take Master Fu back, and we'll talk about the special medicine next time."
Lin Minglan didn't insist. She tentatively reached out to help Fu Jingshu, and he didn't struggle. She glanced at his expressionless handsome face, and a hint of obsession flashed in her eyes.
"Mr. Ying, thank you for today." she said without looking back as they walked towards the door.
Mr. Ying happily sipped his wine, "What's there to thank? I just hope that after you get what you want, you won't kick me aside as the matchmaker."
"Don't worry, I always keep my word."
She helped Fu Jingshu out of the private room and met a waiter in the corridor. Perhaps seeing that she was struggling to support the tall Fu Jingshu alone, the waiter stepped forward to ask.
"Do you need any help, madam?"
"No, thank you." Lin Minglan smiled, "Could you please call a designated driver for me at the entrance?"
"Certainly."
Lin Minglan helped Fu Jingshu out and they got into the car. She asked the designated driver to take them to a nearby hotel and booked only one room.
She helped Fu Jingshu into the room. He lay on the bed, his eyes slightly closed. Only at this moment did he seem less cold and imposing.
"Jingshu, why don't you understand that I am the one most suited for you?"
She couldn't help but touch Fu Jingshu's face. He seemed to sense something and turned his head slightly.
Her expression darkened, "Are you still rejecting me even when you're drunk? What's so great about Shen Qingqing? Why is she so unforgettable to you, making her your only choice?"
"It was me who met you first!"
It seemed as though she had been holding these words in for a long time, finally finding an opportunity to vent them. Unfortunately, Fu Jingshu didn't hear a word.
She took out Fu Jingshu's phone and took a picture of him. The photo itself was nothing special, but in the bottom left corner, there was a slender arm that clearly belonged to a woman.
Furthermore, upon closer inspection, the background of the photo was half a pillow, and the pillow was red, a color that looked very festive and intimate.
She found Shen Qingqing's number and sent the picture.