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"Revenge is impossible in this lifeti," Su Wanxin declared with resignation. "Not only are you afraid of him, I am too."
"Are you really that cowardly? If you can’t win, you run, what kind of hero does that make you!"
"I never claid to be a hero; I’m a woman. Haven’t you heard the saying, ’It’s difficult to deal with won and villains’? Besides, this isn’t running away, it’s a strategic retreat."
Mu Suyu: "... You can turn death into life, and call it a strategic retreat, pah!"
Su Wanxin shalessly enjoyed the chat with Mu Suyu before she headed back to her room to rest.
Even though she’s been staying at seven-star hotels these days, the saying ’golden nests and silver nests are not as good as one’s own dog nest’ holds true; it’s still not as comfortable as sleeping at ho.
After taking a bath and lying on the bed to play with her phone, Su Wanxin was startled when she saw the WeChat ssage from Fu Shihan and clicked on it.
[Do you still want to see Yangyang?]
A simple few words that pierced Su Wanxin’s heart.
The ssage was sent about thirty minutes ago, right after Fu Shihan watched her go upstairs.
Su Wanxin thought for a mont and replied: Not really.
After coming back and interacting with Fu Shihan for so long, she always felt that Fu Shihan would not be so heartless as to abandon Yangyang.
If he couldn’t even bring himself to be ruthless to her, how could he to his own son?
Thinking of Yangyang living a carefree and prosperous life at the Fu Family, Su Wanxin felt at ease.
[But he wants to see you.]Fu Shihan quickly sent another ssage. [I promised him I’d fulfill his wish.]
Su Wanxin, with a headache, tossed her phone aside, not wanting to continue the conversation.
eting Yangyang...
Su Wanxin dared not imagine what that would be like.
She suddenly rembered the little boy she had t before, thinking Yangyang should be about his age, maybe they even knew each other.
Co to think of it, she had t that little munchkin twice now and had never asked his na. If she had a chance to see him again, she needed to ask.
Fu Shihan drove back to the Fu Residence; recently, his frequency of coming ho had noticeably increased, causing so discomfort among the household keepers.
He was the most difficult to serve in the house; offending him ant packing up and leaving. Therefore, unlike the Fu Family mbers, the keepers didn’t really look forward to his frequent returns.
When Fu Shihan entered, he bumped into Fu Shiyi who had just finished drinking milk and was about to go upstairs to rest. The two t and sat on the sofa to chat for a while.
"How’s work lately?" Fu Shihan asked in an indifferent tone.
Fu Shiyi rolled his eyes. "Thanks to your blessing, I’ve been busy enough to cry."
A whimsical remark from Fu Shihan had gotten him a pile of work. His simple instruction to have Sheng Qian participate in so lousy cohabitation variety show had not taken into account the effort it took to set up the show.
They had to negotiate with artists and coordinate with major dia platforms about the live broadcast ti.
What drove Fu Shiyi insane was having to find ten people who were topical and famous enough to participate; otherwise, relying on Sheng Qian alone, the show’s ratings would hardly rise.
"Was it your idea to have Wanwan participate?"
"That’s what you really wanted to ask, isn’t it?" Fu Shiyi scoffed, "So what if it was? I plan to bring in three people from different industries outside the circle; Su Wanxin is currently the most topical in the financial sector, she has comrcial value."
"You’re right, she does have comrcial value," Fu Shihan smiled. "So inviting her is fitting."
Fu Shiyi: "???"
Fu Shiyi thought he would scold her or stop this thing from happening.
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