Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 692 - 681: Nearly Dead

President Fu saw the other person turn around and a triumphant smile spread across his face.

Having learned boxing for a few years, he had initially worried that hitting the back wouldn’t hurt as much, but now that the other person had turned around, if his fist landed on the chest, it would definitely cause internal injuries!

Thinking this, President Fu looked towards Zhan Qipei, and upon seeing his face, his eyes widened in terror.

This... this isn’t President Zhan, is it?!

The person his son mentioned was actually President Zhan...? Then the woman beside him must be President Zhan’s wife?!

It was all over now! His son didn’t recognize President Zhan, but he did!

It was over; his son had messed with the wrong person, now it was like pulling the tiger’s whiskers!

President Fu regretted deeply, but the punch he had already thrown was too late to take back.

He clenched his teeth tightly, desperately controlling the force in his hand, managed to reign in the brute strength he had used, and instead gently patted Zhan Qipei’s shoulder, while accompanying it with a smile:

"President Zhan, it really is you. From afar, I thought your silhouette looked familiar and wanted to come over to say hello."

After saying that, Fu Ming wiped the cold sweat that had broken out on his forehead.

If he had actually thrown that punch just now, not just him, but the entire Fu Family would have suffered the consequences!

The thought of those consequences was simply unimaginable!

When Zhan Qipei saw President Fu, his expression visibly darkened, the temperature around him plummeted rapidly, and he gave off a powerful aura that almost made it hard to breathe.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly:

"What’s the matter, Fu Yun, do you want to fight with me?"

The moment he had turned his back to them, he had already sensed the ill-intentioned gaze on his back.

Initially, he hadn’t paid much attention to it, but when he heard the footsteps coming from behind, he realized something was off. Turning around to see Fu Yun trying to conceal his intentions with a pat on the shoulder, he knew that he had intended to start a fight.

But he knew that Fu Yun wouldn’t have the audacity to strike at him; otherwise, he wouldn’t have suddenly stopped. Probably because...

Zhan Qipei’s gaze settled on the man named Fu Ming, who had been shadowing Fu Yun closely, guessing some of the reasons.

Hearing Zhan Qipei’s words made Fu Yun break out into more cold sweat, too much to even wipe away.

He bowed several times anxiously, stammering in his explanation:

"How could I possibly! Don’t joke with me, President Zhan. How could I dare to strike you? I just wanted to give you a back massage!"

As he spoke, he was about to start massaging Zhan Qipei’s back but then suddenly remembered his clean-freak nature and immediately withdrew his hand.

"Sorry, President Zhan, I forgot about your cleanliness obsession for a moment. Why don’t you go sit on the sofa, and I’ll get you a cup of tea? I could pour you a drink as well."

He had almost stepped on Zhan Qipei’s red line again; if his hand had touched him one more time, he might not need his hands anymore.

Upon seeing Fu Yun’s drastic change in attitude, Fu Ming was dumbfounded, standing there completely baffled.

His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he asked:

"Dad... what are you doing? Weren’t you supposed to help me get back your daughter-in-law? Why the sudden change?"

Growing up, he had never seen his father show such eager manners nor speak so respectfully to anyone.

His dad was the richest man in An City! How could he show such an attitude to this man?!

Upon hearing this, Fu Yun glared at his son, frustrated, how could he not understand the situation?

Finally, because Zhan Qipei was still there, he had no choice but to step forward and slap Fu Ming without saying another word.

"Slap!"

The sound of the slap was exceptionally loud in the quiet hall.

Fu Ming covered the slapped side of his face with his hand, stunned by the slap.

"Dad... you—"

He hadn’t finished his sentence when he was directly interrupted by Fu Yun.

"Shut up, you fool! What are you babbling about? What, my daughter-in-law? As if you’re worthy. Miss Qiao is President Zhan’s wife, where do you get the courage?"

If he didn’t interrupt his foolish son now, the latter would definitely blurt out even more shocking and senseless words.

By that time, the entire Fu Family would be doomed!

Fu Ming, still dizzy from the slap, took a while to vaguely guess who Fu Yun was referring to when he mentioned President Zhan and asked in astonishment:

"What? President Zhan... is it the President Zhan from the Zhan Family of the capital city? It can’t be..."

If that were the case, wouldn’t he be dead meat?

Seeing Fu Ming finally coming to his senses, Fu Yun felt a slight consolation, but under the current situation, he definitely couldn’t let this matter slide easily.

Because his foolish son had done many things, most importantly pursuing President Zhan’s wife!

In the upper circles of the capital city, who doesn’t know that President Zhan adores Miss Qiao, and everyone in the Zhan Family likes her so much they would lift her to the skies?

And today, his son was pursuing Miss Qiao; wasn’t this asking for his own death?

Fu Yun clenched his teeth and cursed:

"What else? Which other President Zhan could there be? I think you really must have the audacity of a leopard to dare provoke anyone. Starting today, don’t even say you are part of the Fu Family! I must throw you out to come to your senses!"

As much as he couldn’t bear to do this to his son, they had offended the entire Zhan Family.

If it was just a matter of slapping his son, that would seem too perfunctory! He had to ensure to satisfy President Zhan, otherwise, the Fu Family would be finished!

Upon hearing the true identity of Zhan Qipei, Fu Ming instantly broke out in cold sweat, his whole body shuddering.

"I... I..."

If he had known this was someone from the Zhan Family of the capital city, not even ten doses of courage would have dared him to provoke them!

Qiao Jing watched this highly dramatic scene, tugging at the corner of her mouth.

One second, the man was ferociously trying to fight Zhan Qipei; the next, he was greeting him, the fist he swung turning into a gentle massage, and now this dumbfounded look on Fu Ming was somewhat comical.

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Qiao Jing frowned slightly and looked toward the man beside her.

"What’s the matter?"

Zhan Qipei’s tightly knitted brows gradually relaxed, and he asked aloud:

"Is there anything else you want him to do?"

He just wanted to handle this matter to Qiao Jing’s satisfaction, because she had always been the one troubled by this.

Qiao Jing glanced at Fu Ming’s frightened face, just about to speak, when Fu Yun’s voice rang out again.

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