Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth Chapter 2: Ten Million, You Think You’re Worthy?

Beneath the dazzling lights, Su Wanxin's face was so pale that it contrasted starkly with the other won around her.

Fu Shihan stared at her intently, and suddenly the surroundings beca exceptionally quiet, the atmosphere oppressively heavy.

"I had so matters to deal with, so I ca back." Su Wanxin did not look at him but turned to greet Shen Xiaochen with a smile: "Miss Shen, long ti no see."

When faced with her attempt to strike up a conversation, Shen Xiaochen took several close looks at her before recognizing her identity, which made her smile stiffen.

"Su Wanxin? What are you doing here?! You've changed so much..."

Su Wanxin had been missing for three years, suffering from illness for three years. She had lain comatose in her sickbed for over a year before waking up; even the most beautiful appearance couldn't withstand such a decline. Compared to before, she was much thinner and looked worse for wear.

An image of her previous enchanting beauty crossed Shen Xiaochen's mind. Looking at the sickly person before her, Shen felt an indescribable thrill of pleasure.

With a cheerful smile, Su Wanxin watched Shen Xiaochen, noting the other's expression of disgust, as if she had swallowed a fly, yet dared not show it. Su Wanxin replied nonchalantly—

"I heard about your engagent today, so I specifically brought my boyfriend to join the fun." As she spoke, she held Zhan Che's arm even tighter.

"It's been a few years, and the quality of n you pick has really declined from before."

Fu Shihan gave Zhan Che a cold sidelong glance and snorted with a sarcastic laugh. Su Wanxin had long been accustod to his vitriol, but today...

"I don't think so. Suitability is most important, don't you agree, Mr. Fu?"

Su Wanxin, no longer used to enduring, quickly retaliated, making Fu Shihan's expression even more severe and quieting the onlookers who were hoping to follow in Fu Shihan's footsteps and mock her.

Su Wanxin exchanged glances with Fu Shihan. Thanks to the Eldest Young Master, who always preferred a grand entrance, she had already been drinking red wine here for hours today.

The old her would have had no issue, but her body couldn't handle it now; she couldn't drink any more.

Su Wanxin drained the last of her wine in one gulp, smiling lightly: "Now that I've seen you, I won't disturb you any longer. Congratulations to you both."

Having achieved her goal, Su Wanxin didn't plan to stay any longer. She turned to leave, but before she could react, her wrist was tightly grasped.

A towering figure closed in, and Su Wanxin's body stiffened as she felt the warmth of his grip on her wrist.

"Leaving?" Fu Shihan sneered, with a nacing glint in his eyes almost spilling out.

A flicker of panic quickly passed through Su Wanxin's eyes, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her words ca out with difficulty.

"I won't leave easily now that I'm back, Young Master Fu. There's no rush for your revenge."

Shaking off Fu Shihan's hand, Su Wanxin's face was serious. "Ten million, how about that?"

Fu Shihan stayed silent for a while after hearing her proposal, then mocked.

"Ten million, you think you're worth that?"