Su Wanxin’s body was stiff as she heard him questioning her.
"Su Xiaowan, did you rember sothing?"
Disaster cos from the mouth, and words often lead to mistakes. She had always understood these principles, so why did she forget today?!
Let him scold, why bother arguing with him? She should just keep quiet and listen!
Su Wanxin tightly pressed her red lips together, clenching her teeth, her eyes fixed on the table in front of her, not daring to et his gaze.
Fu Shihan held her, feeling her body tense, he understood everything.
As expected, she rembered everything.
Fu Shihan never expected that he would lose the cold war with her, then lose again in this mory recovery part.
And when he realized she had rembered those past things, it made him particularly uncomfortable, as if he didn’t want her to rember at all.
Su Wanxin, feeling guilty, didn’t even dare to cry. Her tears gradually dried up, leaving only traces on her face.
She sobbed, sniffed, and tried to get up to leave.
Fu Shihan quickly pulled her back and held her tightly. "I haven’t finished asking, why are you running?"
"What else do you want to ask?" Su Wanxin asked him tearfully. "Haven’t I told you everything?"
Told him everything?
Fu Shihan found this statent highly doubtful.
"Do you have another eting to attend later?" he asked softly.
"Yes!" Su Wanxin nodded imdiately without thinking.
"Then cancel it, and co ho with ."
"I’m not going back!!"
Here, at least, he could hold back a bit. If they went back, just the two of them, wouldn’t everything get forced out of her?
As soon as Su Wanxin thought of this, she imdiately grabbed the phone on the table to arrange a eting. However, before she could dial the inner-line number, the phone line was unplugged.
"What you’re doing to is unfair." Fu Shihan held her wrist, whispering, "The decision of whether we should be together has never been anyone else’s but ours."
The old master likes to ddle, which admittedly is for his good.
But he has his own life; if he really listened to everything, he wouldn’t be in the business world now.
"Tell everything, and I won’t go back and quarrel with the old master. If you don’t, I’ll fight him to the end."
Fu Shihan’s expression was serious and earnest.
"Since you rembered things from before, you should know what kind of person I am."
He slowly stood up, forcing Su Wanxin to stand with him, then held her and sat her on the table, his hands propped on either side of her body.
"Do you need to take you back and see how I fight?"
Su Wanxin held her breath and shook her head.
"Your house or mine, pick one."
Su Wanxin: "...My house."
Her mom was at ho; she wasn’t afraid.
"Alright, let’s go." Fu Shihan stood up straight, turned, and walked out. "Gather your things; I’ll wait in the parking lot for you. Ten minutes. If I don’t see you, don’t bla for being impolite."
Ten minutes later, Su Wanxin dawdled her way to Fu Shihan, almost stepping in at the very last second.
Fu Shihan’s face was cold as ice, and anyone could see he was in a particularly bad mood.
Su Wanxin buckled her seatbelt, her mind a tangle of confusion.
She didn’t know what else he wanted to ask her; her heart was hanging in mid-air, restless and uneasy.
Fu Shihan didn’t say a word the whole way, seemingly trying hard to calm his own emotions, but with little effect.
They arrived ho almost at the sa ti as Su Yao. Seeing Fu Shihan, Su Yao initially wanted to ask him why he was so shaless, coming to mooch als again.
But then she noticed Fu Shihan’s expression and instantly swallowed back the words at the tip of her tongue.
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