He changed his deanor very quickly, as if he had just used up all of his remaining patience in the car.
"Don’t try to bluff with those grand-sounding lies. You know I won’t believe them. Tell , what did he threaten you with?"
"I..."
"Think carefully before you speak," Fu Shihan reminded.
She was wearing several layers of clothing, counting the opportunities she got herself.
"So readily agreeing to spend my birthday with , were you planning on leaving after it? The company matters, you’re already wrapping them up, right?"
He spoke slowly, sarcastically outlining her plans.
"If I were you, to make leave, the price would be his financial ruin. You know Grandpa has saved up quite a sum over the years. Haven’t you seen how it’s done in TV dramas? Didn’t you think to ask him for so money to spend?"
"That’s your Grandpa, don’t talk nonsense."
"What about Grandpa? Can’t we talk about the wrongs he’s done? I gave him whatever he wanted, and what’s the result? He turns around and undermines ?!"
Thinking of these troubleso matters almost made Fu Shihan laugh in anger.
"He has his own son to care for, what’s he ddling in our affairs for? When you were giving birth to Yangyang, why didn’t he think to intervene? When you went abroad to help him grab antiques, why didn’t he think to push you away then?"
Fu Shihan had been holding back for so many days, the more he did, the more stifled he felt.
The person he cherished with all his heart for so many years, why should they be chased away just because others say so?
How much he likes Su Wanxin, do they not know, or what? They know his temper and still have to pull this stunt. Do they think he can’t protect Su Wanxin, or do they think he’s too cowardly to confront them angrily?
Everyone knows he has a bad temper, everyone knows he treasures Su Wanxin like a gem.
But no one helps him; instead of helping, they sabotage.
"That day at the bar, you got dead drunk, held , and cried, saying you missed , wanted to co ho."
Fu Shihan’s gaze was dark, and every word was filled with barely suppressed rage, leaving Su Wanxin feeling cold to the core.
"You could say those were drunk words, not to be taken seriously. But I’ll tell you, I took them seriously."
The bar?
That day...
Didn’t Mu Suyu take her ho after she got drunk?
A chilling sense enveloped her, Su Wanxin felt a numbing sensation on her scalp, struggling to recall what she thought was a dream, the things she shouldn’t have said.
mories were fragnted and incomplete, she was so annoyed that she wished she could slap herself.
She had thought it was a dream...
She shouldn’t have drunk alcohol, she wouldn’t drink ever again.
"That day at the company, you said to , if I don’t sign the divorce papers, you’d die right before my eyes. I signed them, then tore them up. Now I’m telling you, if you dare leave following Grandpa’s words, I’ll die before your eyes. If you don’t believe , then go ahead and leave, try ."
"Fu Shihan, have you not gone mad enough?"
"Yes, not mad enough yet."
He nodded with certainty. He knew she couldn’t bear his death; just by saying it, her eyes turned red with fear.
Su Wanxin’s tears fell uncontrollably, furious enough to hit him.
"What do you think I stayed in your house for all these years? What do you think they brought back then for? Was it to take your life?!"
She shouted at him in a breakdown.
A flash of realization crossed Fu Shihan’s eyes, hesitating for a mont, then understanding.
"So, they brought you back for . And driving you away, is also for ."
Indeed, to Su Wanxin, there was no bargaining chip more important than his life.
For him, she would do anything.
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