"Love rival?"
Fu Shihan thought for a while but couldn’t figure out whom she had offended. She knew only so many people from childhood, and he knew almost all of them.
"Soone secretly in love with and jealous of you?"
Su Wanxin: "...Perhaps."
Besides this, she couldn’t think of any other reason. Unlike him, she wouldn’t brazenly make enemies everywhere.
"These past three years, I’ve been monitoring Shen Xiaochen’s phone calls."
Fu Shihan paused for a mont before suddenly speaking again, facing Su Wanxin’s surprised eyes as if it were a matter of course.
"Today a man nad Su Qiang contacted her. Do you rember this person?"
"...Yes."
"Has he approached you?"
"Yes."
"Alright, then he deserved to be beaten." Fu Shihan nodded. "He won’t dare to bother you again."
"You didn’t... did you kill him?"
Su Wanxin hesitated, Fu Shihan saw this and raised an eyebrow: "Am I that brutal in your eyes?"
"Yes."
"Then I feel sowhat wronged. I’m a model citizen, no blood on my hands."
Who said if soone can’t live, they must be killed? Isn’t it better to let them live a life worse than death?
Fu Shihan, holding her, stood up, and Su Wanxin instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to prevent herself from falling. He said, "It’s a bit chilly here; let’s go to the bedroom to discuss sothing."
He really did want to discuss sothing with her.
With people trampling over him like this, he couldn’t swallow his pride, and he knew Su Wanxin couldn’t either.
"Wan God, let’s form an alliance," he said seriously. "Let’s put on a show, this ti I really won’t trick you."
"Don’t leave, and don’t leave after my birthday either." He pinned her down. "You’re not my amulet, nor my Death Sentence. We don’t have to live and die; let’s live together."
Su Wanxin’s fingers trembled slightly, gripping the sheets.
"I don’t believe a single word Mu Xinghan says, he’s eager for you to go with him. If you really believe all that, we can ask soone else later. I don’t believe all the Taoists are dead, leaving only their family."
"He saved ; he has no reason to harm ."
"He has a reason to harm ." Fu Shihan sneered. "He would be the happiest if you stay away from ."
Towards that man, Fu Shihan was full of hostility. He believed the feeling was mutual.
Su Wanxin lowered her eyelids, pondered for a long ti, and asked: "Do you think Grandpa is soone who could be easily fooled by a few words?"
"No."
So, the person who could persuade him was extraordinary.
Su Wanxin and Fu Shihan both realized this. Influenced by Fu Shihan over the years, she was no longer accustod to losing.
"Okay. If you can prove that Mu Xinghan is deceiving , I’ll agree to join forces with you."
"What if you go back on your word?"
"...You decide what happens."
"Agreeing so quickly makes a bit uneasy." Fu Shihan’s gaze grew slightly darker.
"Don’t push your luck. Agreeing is not okay, disagreeing is also not okay, so what do you want?"
"That makes sense." Fu Shihan nodded thoughtfully, this ti he was intentionally picking problems.
The effects of the drinks he had at the banquet had worn off during these minutes of conversation; he was completely sober now. But to make her stay tonight, he had to pretend.
Fu Shihan rolled over and lay on the bed, sighed, massaged his temples, showing signs of a splitting headache.
Su Wanxin turned her head to look at him, hesitantly asked: "Headache?"
"Yes, drank so fake alcohol."
"I’ll go make hangover soup for you, drink it and then sleep."
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