"Alright." Fu Er had no interest in knowing too much about their affairs.
Those love-hate entanglents, the romantic and poetic, were never his concern.
What he always wanted was simple, just to stand at the top, wielding the power of life and death, to control the clouds and rain with a flick of the hand.
Fu Rong took Wen Cai and got into his own car.
He pinched Wen Cai’s chin, mouth to mouth, eye to eye, and said, "I thought after this experience, you would have gotten smarter."
"In my heart, there’s just a bit of unwillingness." The woman wasn’t foolish; she was soone who understood when to advance and retreat.
In the short ti between exiting the conference room and getting in the car, she had already begun thinking about how to smooth things over.
"Then tell , what will it take for you to be content?" Fu Rong said, rubbing her lips.
His fingertip, callused, rubbed her tender lips until they were almost bleeding.
The woman endured the pain on her lips and said, "I’ve always been the one chasing after you. You’ve never seriously pursued ."
"I thought that now, I was indeed pursuing you." Perhaps seeing the pain on her face, Fu Rong finally stopped his actions.
He picked up Wen Cai and placed her on his lap.
The overly intimate action made Wen Cai uncomfortable, and she started to struggle.
"Don’t move," Fu Rong’s large hands firmly held Wen Cai’s waist.
Wen Cai’s face turned as red as if it could bleed. She bit her lower lip, feeling ashad, yet she no longer moved.
"Xiao Cai, I know you bla in your heart, but don’t you really understand? If I had been with you back then, how dangerous it would have been for you? Don’t you understand?"
"I know you don’t care, but I care. You know, I can’t lose you again." Fu Rong buried his head in the woman’s neck, his voice filled with vulnerability.
Wen Cai was completely stunned, unable to move.
"Forgive , won’t you? I will treat you well from now on, as long as you don’t leave , you can ask anything of ." Fu Rong’s arms tightened more and more.
That strength seed as if he wanted to blend her into his bones and blood.
Wen Cai was completely srized by him, involuntarily nodding, and replied, "Okay."
Fu Rong suddenly lifted his head, turning her around, his eyes filled with unconcealable joy: "What did you say? Say it again."
"Okay." She said it again.
His hands circled around Wen Cai’s waist, repeatedly calling her na in her ear.
Wen Cai felt like her heart was about to break.
"I’m here." She also repeated, tirelessly answering him.
"Xiao Cai, what you did just now, was it accepting ?"
In her heart, there must still be a place for him, she also couldn’t bear to leave him, right?
Otherwise, what did this an for them?
"You won’t let go, what else can I do besides accept you?"
"That’s right, besides accepting , you have no other choice."
At this mont, Fu Rong was completely overwheld by the joy of a regained loss, losing his ability to think.
He only wanted to hold her tightly, to feel her presence, without thinking about why she was so unusual.
Nor to consider whether she was sincere or feigning affection.
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