Lu Ci grabbed Su Yao’s hand and headed upstairs. Su Yao felt inexplicably a bit flustered and struggled: "What are we talking about? It’s so late, I want to sleep. Can we talk tomorrow?"
Su Wanxin wanted to step forward to stop them but was picked up horizontally by Fu Shihan, and called out, reflexively grabbing his clothes.
"You’re in no position to safeguard yourself now, so don’t bother about other people’s matters."
Fu Shihan looked down at her. It had been days since he inhaled her poison? He needed to indulge himself thoroughly tonight.
Fu Shihan carried Su Wanxin back to the bedroom, while Lu Ci casually dragged Su Yao into a guest room.
The door closed, trapping Su Yao in the doorway. He lowered his head to ask her, "You’ve been avoiding all night."
"Have I? Haven’t you been circling around all night?"
"Then raise your head and look at ."
Indeed, he had been around her all night.
But every ti she t his eyes, she quickly glanced away, not truly looking at him.
Su Yao gritted her teeth and changed the subject. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Marriage certificate, are you envious?"
"...What’s there to be envious about? Isn’t it just a small, shabby booklet?" Su Yao scoffed and said, "Nowadays, you don’t even need nine yuan and nine for a certificate. It’s free, so I’m even less envious!"
"You’re so contrary and not cute at all."
Lu Ci tilted her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Then if I say I’m envious, would you go and get a certificate with ?"
Su Yao was montarily breathless before repeatedly shaking her head: "I don’t want to get married!"
"A relationship without the intention of marriage is just ssing around. You’re a dignified lawyer, are you really deceiving people’s feelings like this?"
Lu Ci pressed on aggressively, speaking word by word.
"Have you ever thought of taking responsibility for ?"
"What have I done to you that I need to take responsibility?" Su Yao earnestly responded, "It’s a matter of mutual consent; I didn’t force you, right?"
"Right," Lu Ci nodded. He suddenly grabbed her hand and led her to the bed.
Su Yao’s heart skipped, and then she found herself already lying on the bed.
She was tense all over, looking at the person on top of her, and asked nervously, "Lu Ci, what are you planning to do?"
"Sothing that would make you take responsibility for ."
Lu Ci’s gaze was somber, his brows furrowed.
He had always felt she wasn’t very invested in him, and hearing her say such things made his temper rise even more.
"Su Yao, do you even like ?"
"No..."
Su Yao had just said one word when she stopped speaking.
She t Lu Ci’s cold gaze, seldom seeing him like this.
Not liking? If she really said these three words, he’d probably get up and leave.
Their feelings aren’t deep, and if they truly break up, there’s no chance of getting back together.
Thinking of this, Su Yao couldn’t help but feel a pang in her heart, and the words that were about to leave her mouth stayed unsaid.
"No?" Lu Ci frowned, "No what?"
"Get off , let’s talk properly."
"I refuse!" Lu Ci raised his voice slightly, scaring Su Yao into a slight tremble. "Seeing Fu Shihan and Su Wanxin like that, aren’t you envious at all?!"
Su Yao gritted her teeth and remained silent.
What’s the point of being envious?
Other people’s kids, other people’s husbands, other people’s relationships, what does it have to do with her?
There are many things in this world worthy of envy; if she envied every single one, she’d have long turned into a lemon.
"Fu Shihan treats Wanwan well, I’m quite satisfied." Su Yao answered softly, "She’s doing well, I have nothing to envy, only happiness."
"You’re quite diplomatic; so your sister’s happiness makes you happy, but what about you? Don’t you wish I treated you like Fu Shihan treats her?"
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