Fu Shihan’s stance was very clear: since she wasn’t willing to et Sheng Qian, he would have Sheng Qian co to et her.
"I don’t want to go nor do I want to see her."
Su Wanxin still shook her head, continuing to take small sips of porridge.
"Actually, we are both clear that the marriage engagent between the Fu and Sheng families really exists."
If it were false, he would have told her right away that it wasn’t true, and Sheng Qian would have also denied it emphatically.
Now it seems that perhaps Sheng Qian’s decision to beco an artist under the Fu Family a few years ago was also due to the marriage engagent. What’s more, since Lu Ci was the one who told her about it, there’s no doubt about the news’ accuracy.
"eting with Sheng Qian would only be awkward for both of us. Don’t make it difficult for or for her."
What Su Wanxin said was right; the marriage engagent truly existed.
He rushed back from Bin City in a hurry, not daring to even greet her, fearing that she would be upset if she found out the news. Unexpectedly, she eventually did find out, and even caused such big news for herself.
If soone else had leaked this news, Fu Shihan would be able to burst out in anger without any concerns. But since she was the instigator, he could only swallow his anger.
He looked at the little woman sitting across from him, who had caused him a mountain of trouble with no hint of regret, and felt like his chest was about to explode with fury.
Thinking about her and that damn Xing Han made him lose all appetite for his al.
Fu Shihan put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and stared intently at Su Wanxin, making her feel uncomfortable.
She took a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth, said "I’m full," and then got up to go upstairs.
Fu Shihan followed her, not too fast or too slow. When passing by Mu Suyu’s room, he kicked the door, startling the famished Mu Suyu who was rolling on the bed.
"Co downstairs to eat and wash your bowl."
Wrapped in her blanket, she heard Fu Shihan’s voice outside and licked her lips.
She truly wanted to go on a hunger strike to express her dissatisfaction, but she was also truly so hungry that she felt dizzy and uncomfortable.
To eat, or not to eat, that was the great challenge Mu Suyu was facing tonight.
...
Su Wanxin returned to her room, picked up the phone on the bedside, and saw a ssage from Mu Xinghan.
But before she could see the content clearly, Fu Shihan snatched the phone away.
Her note for Mu Xinghan was just his na, so Fu Shihan glanced at it and guessed the relationship between him and Mu Suyu.
Su Wanxin saw the flicker of anger in his dark eyes and thought he would erupt, but unexpectedly, he turned off the lights with one hand and then quickly wrapped his arm around her waist and lay her on the bed.
"I don’t like you eting with him."
He suddenly deployed the old trick just as he did not long ago in the living room, tenderly and closely pleading with her.
"I won’t marry Sheng Qian, and I won’t agree to you being with Mu Xinghan."
He whispered these words into Su Wanxin’s ear, causing her to get goosebumps all over, and the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue suddenly beca unutterable.
"Fu Shihan, can you not be so cunning?" Su Wanxin gritted her teeth and pushed him.
"Wife, you can’t leave ."
Su Wanxin took a deep breath in. "We neither have a marriage certificate nor have we gone public, can you watch your words?"
Fu Shihan didn’t answer, just nuzzled into her neck, which was his way of shaking his head.
"Stop rubbing!" Su Wanxin struggled in desperation, raising her voice. "Let go, don’t hold !"
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