Fu Chenlie looked at her reddened eyes, mories of their past interactions vividly playing in his mind.
That year, there was a factory fire, and a woman had risked everything to pull his unconscious body from the fierce blaze in the archives room. When things from the file cabinet fell, she shielded him and got injured on the neck, leaving a scar.
The work uniform of that woman had the na Jiang Wan Ning on it.
The people in the factory said Jiang Wan Ning was there for a sumr job.
Later, he found her and they got together, becoming lovers.
They shared so beautiful mories; whatever she liked, he would give her, providing her with a prosperous life, ensuring she joined the Fu Group right after graduation, protecting her career.
Back then, Fu Chenlie thought they would marry and have children smoothly.
But who could have expected a car accident to change the trajectory of the life ant for them?
"Ah Lie, I know you’ve been looking for for two years. In your heart, it’s . I don’t bla you for marrying Ms. Wen, but now that I’m back, divorce Ms. Wen, and we’ll be together again, okay?"
Jiang Wan Ning’s words pulled him back from his thoughts.
Fu Chenlie stared at her with darkened eyes.
After a long ti, he slowly raised his hand, removing her grip on his arm, and looked at her with a detached expression: "Wan Ning, even though you left a letter for when you left, you didn’t get anyone to guide to read your letter. You have friends in Jiang City, and you could have had them tell you left a letter for , as opposed to leaving without a word. But you didn’t."
The man sarcastically tugged at the corner of his mouth: "You disappeared for two years without giving any news. Even if we had so affections back then, they were completely worn out during the two years I was looking for you. Every ti Cheng Cheng found a clue about you, I would drop everything and rush to find you, even going abroad twice after getting married."
After saying this, Fu Chenlie’s face was full of mockery: "You made feel like a fool, repeatedly played by any news related to you, and I’m fed up with this feeling."
The more Jiang Wan Ning listened to what he said, the more flustered she beca.
She took a step forward, looking up, staring into his dark eyes, and hastily interjected: "But I’m back now, I am back, Ah Lie, we can reconcile!"
The man looked down at her: "Indeed, now you’re back, but I am also married. My wife is very good, and you’ve t her. Being with her, I feel a sense of peace and occasionally experience monts that seem beautifully happy. This is the life I want. Do you understand what I’m saying?"
Jiang Wan Ning’s tears fell suddenly.
When she spoke, her voice was already choked with tears: "Ah Lie, are you not choosing anymore?"
Fu Chenlie’s gaze shifted away from her face, and he spoke softly: "Grandma really likes Ranran, as do my parents, and even Tianxin is fond of her. A marriage blessed by family will be happy. As for you, I can guarantee you a smooth career at the Fu Group, but as for feelings, I cannot give them to you."
After saying this, he turned and walked toward the Fu Group lobby.
Jiang Wan Ning’s face was already covered in tear stains.
Was she going to lose him forever just like that?
She thought about their sweet monts together, her heart swelling with growing dissatisfaction.
The woman looked up, watching his stride towards the elevator, and without hesitation, ran to catch up, standing in front of him to et his gaze: "Ah Lie, you’ve said so much, saying your family likes Ms. Wen, even if it’s true, everyone likes you. But what about you? Do you like her too?"
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