Fu Shihan saw the change in her expression clearly, suspicion arising in his heart.
Is she angry with ? What did I do to provoke her?
These past few days, he had been on his best behavior, fearing that being too forward would scare her away. And yet, despite acting honestly for a few days, he still managed to offend her?
Fu Shihan couldn’t help but give a wry smile, sitting down next to her and pulling her into a close observation with his head bowed.
Holding her so intimately as if they were in a good relationship, Su Wanxin was sure to struggle, expecting it, Fu Shihan went along as if playing a ga with her. Only after a little play did he pin her down on the sofa and ask.
"What exactly are you mad about?"
He couldn’t quite figure it out.
Was she upset that he had made her stay the night that evening? Or was it sothing else—had he failed to seek her out proactively these past few days?
"Let go of first, then talk!"
"Little Crab."
"...Fu Shihan!" Su Wanxin yelled irritably: "Don’t call that!"
"What then? Little ancestor?" He chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Being mad at a serpent spirit, you’re neither as money-savvy nor as good-looking. Why get so worked up over it?"
His cuddling and calling her ’little ancestor’ unleashed the pent-up anxiety and irritability in Su Wanxin’s heart, which instantly showed signs of turning into a feeling of being wronged.
Why are you being so nice?
How am I supposed to get angry and find fault with you then?
"Do you use this tactic on every pretty woman you see?" Su Wanxin questioned suspiciously, feeling like he was a smooth operator.
If Su Yu and Su Bai had even half of his skills at coaxing people, they wouldn’t still be bachelors nearly reaching thirty.
"I’m truly wronged here," Fu Shihan denied.
"Why are you flattering so much?"
Su Wanxin furrowed her brows and pressed on. After hearing this, Fu Shihan’s eyes darkened, and the playful smile on his face faded bit by bit. He looked at her with utmost seriousness and asked, "Do you rember how I pursued you in the past?"
He was feigning ignorance—as it was, she almost forgot who she was, let alone rembering those things.
"I don’t rember, so I wanted to pursue you again."
A year of resistance couldn’t stand up to the re few occasions they had spent together.
On that night when Fu Shihan had her stay over, he thought to himself that his judgnt could not be so faulty. Otherwise, why would he think, after eting her again so soon, how wonderful it would be to wake up every day and see this person before him?
He wasn’t the type to compromise himself, so once he understood what he wanted, he naturally made his move.
She was no child; she was clever and understood his intentions.
As long as she consented, he was resolved to treat her well.
Su Wanxin hadn’t expected him to be so overt with his words. After being taken aback for a mont, she rejected him with a cool expression.
"I won’t be with you."
"Reason."
"Because I don’t want to be with you again, I don’t want to be your amulet again."
Su Wanxin articulated each word, and Fu Shihan listened to each one.
When he heard the word ’amulet’, his heart suddenly clenched in unspeakable pain.
"Do you understand why I was brought back to the Fu Family when I was seven? Have you heard about how I broke your mother’s leg? Knowing these things happened, would you still want to be with ?"
If he was that easy to talk to, he wouldn’t be Fu Shihan, right?
"Who told you all these things?" After a long silence, Fu Shihan finally asked in a low voice.
Was it the Su Family who told her these things to prevent her from getting entangled with him?
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