"Tell , what did I do wrong to make you think I would marry another woman besides you?"
Fu Shihan couldn’t figure it out.
He thought about it all the way back from Zhan Che’s place: how did it co to this between the two of them?
Su Wanxin used to be so tenderhearted, at least towards him. She would act spoiled, be a bit cheeky, and laughingly throw herself into his arms to ss around with him, and even when she got angry, she was easy to appease.
She was easily swayed by sweet words, and as long as he said sothing nice, even if his hands and feet were being naughty, she would just blush and puff up in anger, unable to utter a word.
The Su Wanxin of the past was willing to show all her weaknesses in front of him, but the Su Wanxin of today was the exact opposite.
"Don’t be like this."
Su Wanxin pushed him, trying to struggle out of his embrace, but the result was him holding her even tighter.
His warm breath brushed incessantly past her ear. Su Wanxin clenched her eyes shut, constantly telling herself in her heart, not to be swayed by him.
Every ti Fu Shihan did this, she couldn’t escape the outco of bowing her head in defeat. She feared the most when he used this tone and timbre to talk to her.
"Yangyang is young and can forget about you in a few years. What about ? Do you plan to make forget you too?"
Fu Shihan’s gaze turned dark; he suddenly felt that she might genuinely have such an intention. Irritation pierced through him, and he warned her with heavy breaths.
"You’ll never escape for as long as you live!"
Su Wanxin opened her mouth, gave a bitter smile, and remained silent.
Sotis she really hated how clever Fu Shihan was, hated how well he understood her.
Unable to push him away, unable to break free, Su Wanxin resigned herself to lean in his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body, and absentmindedly watched the television.
Sheng Qian was surrounded by the dia today and almost failed to maintain her celebrity image. What was being broadcasted on the television now was the scene of her being chased down by paparazzi.
Among a crowd, she was helped into the car with difficulty by her assistant and bodyguard.
Reporters were all asking about when she planned to get married. And her managent team had made no statent about it throughout the day.
If Su Wanxin rembered correctly, Sheng Qian’s agent was Fu Shiyi. With no official denial, in other words, it was a tacit approval. Thus, the rumors were now even more fierce.
Su Wanxin was thinking about so things until Chu Pei interrupted her thoughts.
"Young Master, the porridge is ready."
Chu Pei ca out of the kitchen, looked at Fu Shihan embracing Su Wanxin watching television, and reminded them softly.
"Got it, Aunt Pei, go back to your room and rest."
Fu Shihan watched her enter the room and then led Su Wanxin to the dining table.
Under his gaze, Su Wanxin picked up her chopsticks, took small sips of her porridge, and then heard him say—
"Sheng Qian’s birthday is tomorrow, co with ."
Su Wanxin nearly choked to death on her porridge.
She turned to the side, away from the dining table, coughed until her face and ears were red, and after her breathing had stabilized, she looked at Fu Shihan again.
"I haven’t prepared a birthday gift; I won’t join in on the fun with you all."
Why would she go? To feel just how awkward the atmosphere could be?
Old Master Sheng must be staying at the Fu Family ho by now. If he found out she was ruining his granddaughter’s marriage prospects, he might just deal with her on the spot as a way of avenging the Fu Family.
Su Wanxin didn’t want to die such a violent death, so she refused.
"Okay, then I’ll bring Sheng Qian to our house to explain to you."
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