"But why don't I remember you at all?" Jiang Xinyue's voice was tinged with doubt and guilt.

Fu Shuheng gently took her hand and said tenderly, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't remember. It was me who had a crush on you. I know you've experienced a lot of pain in this world. I only hope to walk with you through the days to come and bring you happiness."

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open forcefully, and Bo Jingcheng stormed in angrily.

He saw Fu Heng and Jiang Xinyue's hands clasped tightly, and a flash of jealousy and anger crossed his eyes.

"Jiang Xinyue, what are you doing?" Bo Jingcheng shouted.

Jiang Xinyue subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but Fu Shuheng gripped it even tighter.

He looked up at Bo Jingcheng, his eyes showing no fear: "Bo Jingcheng, our affairs are none of your business. Xinyue no longer loves you, so why are you still bothering her?"

Bo Jingcheng sneered: "Fu Heng, who do you think you are? You're nothing but a petty person who takes advantage of others' weaknesses. Jiang Xinyue, I'm warning you, you are my wife, and you'll never get rid of me in this lifetime."

He originally came to pick up Jiang Xinyue and take her back to the Bo family's old residence, but unexpectedly, he happened to see the two of them behaving intimately.

After saying that, Bo Jingcheng grabbed Jiang Xinyue's hand and said, "Xinyue, come with me home to see Grandpa."

Jiang Xinyue abruptly shook off Bo Jingcheng's hand and pulled away from Fu Heng's grip. She took a deep breath and said, "I'm going home. I'm not going anywhere else. And..."

"Bo Jingcheng, I've already made it very clear before, it's over between us. If you keep bothering me, I'll call the police."

After saying that, Jiang Xinyue lost all interest in working. She shut down her computer, picked up her bag, and prepared to go home after get off work.