He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn’t speak, silently ended the video call.
When he called again, she didn’t answer. She didn’t go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.
It’s not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizens <<<
“Don’t ask me if the other person loves you, when you ask this question, it means you haven’t felt love, then it is not love.”
“You suspect he’s cheating? Take away those two characters ‘suspect’, don’t deceive yourself.”
Women are naturally sensitive.
From the time she often noticed Fu Shenyi dodging her calls, she knew;
As soon as Fu Shenyi said he was going out on business, she knew something was up; he had forgotten that she was close with Cui Jie and his assistant. A few casual questions would be enough to find out if his trip was real or not;
When he returned from a business trip, she knew whenever his mind wandered.
Everything has its trace, so there’s no need to ask. This is her only remaining pride.
Back at the old house, after a bath, most of the alcohol had worn off and I felt much better. I checked my phone and saw over ten missed calls from Fu Shenyi, with two from Ting Lan in between.
She called back, Shu Tinglan answered almost immediately. She was still in the hospital and it wasn’t good for her to get emotional, so she patiently asked her…
“Hey hey, where did you go? Fu Shenyi looked for you all day and finally came here.”
What is he bothering you about?
“He said you want to divorce him, what’s going on?” Shutinglan’s concussion had mostly healed, but hearing Fu Shenyi’s words made her head throb again.
Besides, Zhuo Yu’an wanted to grab her phone so she wouldn’t waste her energy on this matter. As soon as she moved, she felt dizzy again.
He’s sick, what does it matter to you? Just don’t worry about it and rest well in the hospital.
He also cares about you. He said that when he saw you drinking and couldn’t get in touch with you, he went crazy with worry and called me.
“I understand,” Lin Zhi’ao didn’t want to speak, so he hung up the phone.
What’s the rush? He wasn’t in a hurry when he was holding other women.
She lay in bed, scrolling through her phone. She looked at some entertainment gossip for a while, and after drinking some alcohol, she fell asleep soon after.
She fell asleep halfway through the night, feeling hazy and disoriented when she sensed someone lying down behind her, hugging her tightly. Their body temperature was icy cold, startling her awake. It took her a while to realize it was Fu Shenyi.
She struggled, trying to push him away, but he held her tightly from behind, preventing her from moving.
She felt sick all over, if she hugged other women, don’t come hug her, she felt disgusted.
She bit hard into his arm that held her, drawing blood. He remained unfazed, still holding her close and burying his face in her long hair.
She felt terribly nauseous, her whole body was ice cold, and she struggled against her restraints but couldn’t break free.
“Come on, stop messing around,” he said. His voice was raspy, as if he were extremely tired.
Very good, playing the victim, acting all deep and emotional. These are the usual tricks men use after cheating. They might fool others, but they can’t fool her.
“I didn’t make this up, I thought about it for a long time, we should get a divorce.”
She sounded both calm and resolute. Fu Shanyi stiffened his grip on her arm before releasing it slightly, turning on the bedside lamp in the process and rolling her over to face him.
Too close, no shackles of him, Lin Zhifei got up abruptly, sitting on the other side of the bed.
“Be careful not to fall.” Fu Shenyi looked at her sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing her usual **sensual** sleepwear. Her top was almost held up by just two ribbons, leaving it empty and revealing. Her black hair cascaded down onto her snow-white chest and beautiful shoulders, like a sprite or a fairy. With such an alluring appearance, how could he possibly have any other thoughts?
Lin Zhixu noticed his gaze and suddenly remembered the woman’s voice on the phone that day. Her heart turned cold. She took a scarf from the chair beside her and draped it over her shoulders, refusing to communicate with him.
Fu Shenyi is not a talkative person, he’s even less talkative than Zhuo Yu’an. He’s decisive and efficient at work, always getting things done his way. He’s not someone easy to get along with. Even Shu Tinglan thinks he’s too cold. After all this time, all the words he’s spoken probably don’t add up to ten sentences, including that phone call just now.
He wasn’t good with words, so whenever Lin Zhihao argued with him, he chose silence. It wasn’t exactly cold violence; he’d just wait until Lin Zhihao calmed down before slowly explaining things to her.
Lin Zhiyao fell for his trick because she had a fiery temper that easily flared. If Fu Shenyi argued with her as well, they would both end up losing.
In the dead of night, the two sat on opposite sides of their beds, looking at each other.
for a long time
“You’re not going to say anything?” Lin Zhi Xuan spoke first, it was time for a showdown, sooner or later.
“What are you saying?” He pretended to be clueless or maybe he genuinely didn’t understand. He asked her calmly, as if she were the unreasonable one.
Lin Zhihao exploded in an instant, smashing the pillow next to him at him: “Get out of here! Get lost!”
When will he stop bullying her?
She was hysterical, her black hair falling over her face, eyes red and swollen, desperately holding back tears, refusing to shed another one for him.
Fu Shenyi looked at her for a long time, leaned closer to her, and she stepped back, almost really falling off the bed.
“It’s Qiao Zhen!”
He suddenly said that name, Lin Zhiyan was startled. After thinking for a long time, he remembered, Qiao Zhen was his ex-wife.
Understood, old flames rekindled? He admitted it quite readily, he’s a man of responsibility.
She didn’t ask a second question, threw on her scarf and got out of bed, stumbling out in slippers she found under the bed. She didn’t want to see him for another moment.
“Lin Zhiyao.” Fu Shanyi called her name for the first time, and grabbed her from behind to stop her from leaving.
“It’s Qiao Zhen. I don’t have anything with her, she’s sick.” He wasn’t good with words, nor was he good at explaining the current situation, but he felt that Lin Zhi should understand him and didn’t need to say more.
Lin Zhixuan opened his hand and stood by the door, sneering.
“Are you going to tell me next that she has a terminal illness, no family or friends, and only you are left? And what if something happens to her, her daughter will be left in your care? You’ll have to raise her, after all, legally you are her biological father, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” He didn’t even hear the disbelief and sarcasm in Lin Zhi’s tone, he was even surprised how she knew. To the exact degree.
“Fu Shenyi, don’t forget what I do. Every scumbag in the world uses your kind of excuse.”
Without waiting for Fu Shenyi to react, she slammed the door and left.
It’s ridiculous, using illness as a flimsy excuse! If he truly rekindled his romance with his ex-wife Qiao Zhen, she wouldn’t stand in their way.