"We need to find another place; it’s too loud to start a fight here in the hallway. It wouldn’t be good if the noise disturbs the lady in the room."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingfeng also thought it made sense and said, "Okay, then I’ll go talk to them."
While a group of people were fiercely arguing outside the room, inside it remained unusually quiet.
Fu Xing sat down beside Lin Fu’s bed, propping his chin with one hand as he slightly tilted his head.
"Are you awake, or are you still pretending to sleep?" His deep and pleasant voice now carried a hint of amusent.
Lin Fu didn’t dare to pretend anymore, feeling guilty, she opened her eyes and tried to appease him, "You caught . When did you notice?"
"The mont you woke up is when I noticed."
"Sure enough, I can never hide anything from your eyes. Why? Are you that smart?"
"I’m not smart," Fuqing said, with a touch of gloominess in his tone, his thick eyelashes casting a small shadow in the light, concealing the pain in his eyes.
"If I were truly smart, how could I have let you deceive ? If I were truly smart, why would I willingly accept it even though I knew you had deceived ?"
Lin Fu was left speechless by his questions.
The two of them then fell silent, staring at each other mutely for a long ti, as if the atmosphere itself had frozen inside the room.
Looking at Lin Fu, Fu Xing felt she was so close yet so far away.
In the end, it was he who had made a wrong move and succumbed.
"Now you can tell everything, can’t you?"
Eventually, it was Fu Xing who broke the silence, and this kind of shift between the two was a first.
In the past, whenever there was a conflict or competition between them, it was always Fu Xing who remained calm and composed, with Lin Fu always being the one to initiate an apology and seek favor.
But this ti, their roles had been reversed.
The reality was laid bare in front of them.
The one who was more in love at this mont was Fu Xing, so he had lost the initiative and could no longer maintain his usual detached composure.
"I’m sorry, I deceived you."
Lin Fu thought she could say this calmly, but the agony in her heart shattered her calm in an instant.
She felt real pain, real sorrow.
She truly liked Fu Xing, yet another part of herself was crying out in her heart that she didn’t like him at all, she only wanted to use Fu Xing.
To her, Fu Xing was rely a chess piece, valuable to keep close if useful, and easily discarded if worthless.
Conflict, pain, struggle... all these emotions made Lin Fu so distressed she could hardly breathe.
What was worse, she didn’t even want to clarify things with Fu Xing – or perhaps she coldly thought there was nothing worth explaining.
Explanations?
Ha!
Why would she, Flora, need to explain her actions to anyone?
"You already know, don’t you?" Lin Fu’s beautiful red lips uttered the cruel words without rcy, these sa lips he had cherished countless tis and could never get enough of, now as cold as ice, seed to have been poisoned, speaking hurtful words.
"Didn’t you start to suspect when Lin Qingfeng ca with the wish token, asking you to fulfill it? Oh! You even investigated him, and you’ve always been investigating , on guard against ."
"So we’re even now. I’m not a good person, and neither are you. And how could there be good people among you Seven Guardian Duke Families?" Lin Fu sneered, "During the royal family’s coup ten years ago, you also had a hand in it, didn’t you? You succeeded the most, now that the cklenburg royal power is declining, you, Duke Imoles, the Commander of the Eighth Fleet, beca the biggest winner."
Fu Xing stood up, his expression cold as frost.
"You are not her, not my Ah Foo."
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