But Luo Zhiyong dared not be sure whether her life would have been perfect without him, or if it was because of all the ssy affairs of his family that her life beca imperfect.
Fang Pingying, who was feigning sleep with her eyes closed, hadn’t actually fallen asleep, so she could clearly feel the gaze that Luo Zhiyong fixed on her from across the way. To say she didn’t care at all would definitely be a lie, but she was also utterly perplexed as to why he kept looking at her like that after giving up on her; she didn’t see what there was to look at.
Thinking this, Fang Pingying furrowed her brows and simply opened her eyes, eting Luo Zhiyong’s gaze head-on.
Luo Zhiyong did not expect Fang Pingying to suddenly open her eyes, eting his gaze so directly, the deep concern in his eyes not yet retracted.
He paused for a mont, then sowhat flustered shifted his gaze away, and as if searching for sothing to say, asked, "Are you tired?"
Fang Pingying had once been so close to Luo Zhiyong, and she could see the tenderness in his eyes. Her heart was initially touched, but seeing Luo Zhiyong’s haste to avert his eyes when their gazes t made her heart cool again.
She sat up straight, shook her head faintly, "No."
Luo Zhiyong glanced at her and said, "If you’re tired, you can go back to rest early when Uncle Fang arrives. Don’t bother coming over tomorrow morning; a few of us here will be enough."
Fang Pingying didn’t look at him, her gaze fixed on a spot, her expression faintly indifferent, "I know how to handle my affairs."
The unspoken implication was that he need not be overly concerned.
Hearing her cold tone, Luo Zhiyong felt a slight discomfort in his heart. Had he reached the point where she was unwilling even to speak to him in the presence of others?’
But even so, what could he do? Could he selfishly demand her presence back by his side?
Thus, even though it hurt like a knife twisting in his heart, Luo Zhiyong still nodded lightly to show that he had heard Fang Pingying’s words.
Both fell silent for a while before Luo Zhiyong said again, "How have Ruirui and Yaoyao been recently? I am leaving tomorrow noon, and if I have enough ti in the morning, I will go back to see Ruirui and Yaoyao."
Although they were no longer together, Fang Pingying had never thought to prevent him from visiting the children. She had said before that as long as Luo Zhiyong had ti and gave her notice, he could visit the children anyti, and she wouldn’t object even if he wanted to take them to stay with him for three to five days.
She nodded at Luo Zhiyong, "Okay, you can visit any ti tomorrow morning."
"Mm," Luo Zhiyong nodded. After a while, he looked at Fang Pingying, who leaned against the chair, his lips moved as if he wanted to ask if Fang Pingying was doing well with Liu Fengsheng. If she indeed felt good, he would let go completely and take care of so lingering matters between them.
But rembering Fang Pingying’s cool deanor earlier, he hesitated. In the end, he couldn’t hold back and asked, "Pingying, how have you been lately? Do you feel happy with this life?"
He still couldn’t bring himself to say the na Liu Fengsheng. Just thinking of that man filled him with jealousy, wishing there was no man nad Liu Fengsheng in the world.
Fang Pingying, who had been holding back her frustration all night, no, since the New Year’s, suddenly stood up, approached Luo Zhiyong, and looked him directly in the eyes, speaking to him word by word, "Luo Zhiyong, can you stop bothering ?"
Seeing Luo Zhiyong’s frown, seemingly not understanding her, Fang Pingying made her point crystal clear, "Since everyone has decided already, let’s make a clean break in the future. I hope that apart from matters concerning the children, we have no other interactions."
Pausing, as if to convey her determination, she continued, "Moreover, after Guangsheng’s situation is resolved, I’ll have Hong Lan work at the shop, and I’ll hire soone else to take care of the children. When you co back from your trip, we can discuss an arrangent for you to take the kids to your father’s place to visit for a day on a weekend or whenever you’re free, and just bring them back in the evening."
While Fang Pingying spoke these words, Luo Zhiyong was completely stunned.
He had braced himself for the possibility that if Fang Pingying moved on with soone else, there would inevitably be a clear divide between them, but he never thought about how he would face such a situation.
When he finally snapped out of his daze, he didn’t know how to respond. With his mind blank, he could only concisely reply, "Okay."
Hearing that "okay" from his mouth, Fang Pingying admitted to herself that her heart ached terribly, as if her whole heart was suddenly gripped, making it hard for her to breathe. Yet her face showed a light smile, and she took a breath.
To Luo Zhiyong, it seed like a sigh of relief, but in fact, she felt breathless and was secretly catching her breath.
After that, the two did not speak again, simply waiting silently outside.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Fang Ping’an arrived from ho with food. He took out two lunch boxes from a basket and handed one to both Luo Zhiyong and Fang Pingying, saying, "Pingying, Zhiyong, your mom made so food, eat it together."
Fang Pingying didn’t take the lunch box, instead taking a net bag from Fang Ping’an and handing it to Luo Zhiyong, "This is for you guys to eat; I’ll eat when I get ho."
After saying this, Fang Pingying called Fang Xiu and Zhou Xiaoyan out from the intensive care unit and urged them to eat quickly.
At this mont, even if Fang Xiu managed to swallow so food, it was with difficulty, but they all knew that if they didn’t eat, they couldn’t stay strong to take care of Zhou Guangsheng.
After eating a little, they discussed and decided to have Zhou Xiaoyan make a phone call back ho. It’s better to be safe than sorry; if Zhou Guangsheng didn’t make it, he would surely want to see his parents one last ti.
However, Fang Pingying told Zhou Xiaoyan not to ntion anything about Zhou Guangsheng over the phone. She should only say that they needed the parents to co over to help with Zhou Guangsheng and Fang Xiu’s wedding matters. The old couple would be delighted and willing to co without the worry of rushing in anxiety.
After arranging everything, Fang Pingying returned ho with Fang Ping’an. During this ti, Fang Pingying and Luo Zhiyong didn’t speak to each other.
On the way ho, Fang Ping’an ntioned to Fang Pingying another vexing matter, "Today, Zhiming saw Haohao and suspects that Haohao is his child; he wants to take Haohao to the hospital for a DNA test."
Fang Pingying frowned, "What happened?"
At the sa ti, Fang Pingying felt a flicker of panic because she had doubted this possibility herself and if one looked closely, one could see that Haohao was increasingly resembling Zhiming. There had been a ti when she would also worry, wondering if anyone would discover this.
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