Zheng Zemin saw Fu Yan Ting speak so confidently, and he had also seen news about Fu Yan Ting in financial media, all of which described him as a legend.
At eighteen, he had earned a double degree and returned home to inherit the family business. Not only did he prevent the company from going bankrupt, but he also revived it from crisis.
At that time, Fu Yan Ting had just graduated from university and had no management experience. Many people were not optimistic when he took over Fu's Group, and some old directors even caused trouble, which caused a huge uproar.
Zheng Zemin was preparing for his middle school entrance exams back then. He didn't know if Fu Yan Ting could overcome the difficulties, but he made it a point to buy financial newspapers daily to follow the developments of Fu's Group and Fu Yan Ting.
On the day of his middle school entrance exams, Fu Yan Ting had stabilized the company. At that moment, Zheng Zemin began to idolize Fu Yan Ting.
He vowed to study hard and strive to become as outstanding as Fu Yan Ting.
In Zheng Zemin's eyes, Fu Yan Ting was like a god.
Therefore, even though Fu Yan Ting was now his love rival, Zheng Zemin still strongly believed in Fu Yan Ting's words.
Anyone else who boasted like this in front of Zheng Zemin would be bragging.
Only Fu Yan Ting would not.
Because Fu Yan Ting was so powerful, so powerful that Zheng Zemin couldn't see him as a mere mortal, but as a god.
While Zheng Zemin was lost in his own thoughts, Yan Xi suddenly interjected impolitely, "Stop bragging. There's nothing you can't do? You once had a gastric hemorrhage and ended up in the ICU after eating a chili pepper."
Fu Yan Ting, who couldn't tolerate anyone speaking ill of him, would surely have flown into a rage if anyone else questioned his capabilities.
However, after Yan Xi's comment, Fu Yan Ting didn't get angry. Instead, he looked at her with doting affection and asked with a hint of helplessness, "Xi Xi, we're outside. Can you spare me some face?"
Yan Xi rolled her eyes at him impatiently.
Zheng Zemin, witnessing the interaction between Yan Xi and Fu Yan Ting, suddenly felt envious.
Even though they were divorced.
As a lawyer, Zheng Zemin had handled many divorce cases over the years and had seen it all.
It was rare for divorced couples to get along so pleasantly. Most of them ended up in bitter disputes, and some even ended up in court.
Zheng Zemin suddenly felt that they were a perfect match.
If they remarried, he would fully support it and even give them a red envelope.
After all, during their school days, Yan Xi was like a goddess, always polite to everyone.
When others asked Yan Xi questions, her answers were always superficial, never giving a clear response.
This way, she neither offended anyone nor maintained a distant demeanor.
But when Yan Xi argued with Fu Yan Ting, she could so confidently accuse him of bragging.
This was something that had never happened before.
Fu Yan Ting glanced faintly at Zheng Zemin, who was still watching the scene unfold, and explained with a helpless smile, "My wife is very direct and speaks her mind. Lawyer Zheng, please don't mind."
Fu Yan Ting deliberately emphasized that Yan Xi was his wife in front of Zheng Zemin, hoping to deter him.
After all, they were university classmates.
Fu Yan Ting was six years older than Yan Xi.
He hadn't been able to participate in Yan Xi's life when she was studying, so he didn't know if Yan Xi had any feelings for Zheng Zemin.
However, judging by their cheerful conversation over mala tang and Zheng Zemin buying Yan Xi milk tea, Fu Yan Ting was certain that they had mutual feelings, at least during their university days.
Fu Yan Ting suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
When he first married Yan Xi, he had always doubted why Yan Xi, a fresh university graduate, was so determined to marry him, even meticulously planning to have children with him, especially when he was in a coma and had been given a death sentence by doctors.
Yan Xi must have been after his fortune.
Otherwise, how could a recent university graduate bear to remain a widow at such a young age?
Therefore, Fu Yan Ting's attitude towards Yan Xi was not very friendly at the time; he hadn't even given her a proper look.
But after they divorced and he learned Yan Xi's true reason for leaving him, he felt remorse and frantically searched for her. However, Yan Xi seemed to have vanished into thin air.
If Yan Xi hadn't returned to his side this time, he would have suspected that something had happened to her.
However, Fu Yan Ting also learned from Yan Zi Tong that Yan Xi's purpose for returning to him this time was because of their daughter, Yan Fei Fei.
Fu Yan Ting had been waiting for Yan Xi to speak up, but she never did.
Fu Yan Ting knew that perhaps Yan Xi didn't want to hurt him, which was why she remained silent.
Yan Xi felt uneasy as Fu Yan Ting intimately held her.
Wife?
Who is this "wife" he's referring to?
They were divorced! Divorced! Divorced!!!
Even if Fu Yan Ting had proposed to Yan Xi again, she had refused.
Had he forgotten that?
He, who was so aloof, was openly showing affection in public? Didn't he care about his image crumbling?
Thinking about this, Yan Xi felt increasingly uncomfortable.
Yet, Fu Yan Ting acted as if he hadn't noticed. He naturally held Yan Xi's shoulder with one hand, while the other was spread open under the table. He wrote with a black gel pen on his palm: "Be good, I'll take you to see Zi Tong later."
Seeing her son's name, Yan Xi immediately calmed down and could only allow Fu Yan Ting to hold her.
Fu Yan Ting's acting skills were not great.
This gesture was somewhat deliberate and boastful.
How could Zheng Zemin not see through it?
However, Zheng Zemin didn't expose him and simply sat quietly in a corner, watching Fu Yan Ting put on a show of affection in front of him.
Looking at Fu Yan Ting's intimate attitude towards Yan Xi, Zheng Zemin felt there was nothing incongruous about it.
He willingly accepted this display of affection.
Although Yan Xi had calmed down, she still felt unconvinced in her heart, especially given the many barriers between her and Fu Yan Ting.
Two children, two lives.
Yan Xi truly couldn't pretend that nothing had happened and continue living with Fu Yan Ting.
Fu Yan Ting, however, seemed unaffected. He looked at Zheng Zemin and suddenly asked, "Lawyer Zheng, what's your success rate for my wife's case?"
"Currently, there's a fifty percent chance. We're still collecting evidence. Once all the evidence is gathered, the probability of winning this lawsuit should be around seventy-five percent."