A sticky feeling in my lower body made me uncomfortable. I then remembered that he hadn't used contraception last night, and afterwards, he hadn't taken me to take a shower or fetched water to clean me up...

I frowned, endured the aching pain that felt like my body was falling apart, and got up. As I got out of bed, my calves gave way, and I collapsed to the floor.

"hiss……"

Last night he was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, galloping wildly.

When I flirted with her before, she acted all composed, aloof, and abstinent.

This guy is still as secretly passionate as ever.

Just then, I caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of my eye. When I turned around, I saw Fu Yanshen standing at the door, dressed in a suit and tie, as if he had been standing there for a long time.

The man was tall and straight, with an indifferent expression and an icy face; his deep eyes were completely devoid of emotion.

He didn't even flinch when he saw me fall to the ground...

Did he really not recognize me, but just lose control after I flirted with him and we had a one-night stand?

"Hi, Mr. Fu, Happy New Year!"

I forced a smile, pretending to be carefree, and greeted him loudly.

At the same time, I struggled to my feet.

Fu Yanshen's expression darkened noticeably, his deep black eyes fixed on me, and he raised an eyebrow, as if displeased.

He strode over to the TV cabinet, picked up the cigarette case, shook out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

He dared to smoke in front of me...

Has he not quit smoking in the past two years?

I am "dead," and he no longer knows how to take care of his health.

My heart clenched, and I took a step forward.

He turned his head, his dark eyes sweeping over me indifferently, and with a "click," lit a lighter, exuding an imposing aura.

I stopped in my tracks.

Through the wisps of smoke, the man sized me up, a faint smile playing on his lips.

I couldn't figure out what he was thinking at that moment.

I just felt that he was very far away from me.

“Mr. Fu, last night… I drank too much.” I forced a smile. “I’m sorry, I was drunk and flirted with you. Especially since I heard… that you were deeply devoted to your late wife and remained chaste for her. I’m really sorry about last night.”

I racked my brains, trying to find the right words, and tentatively asked him if he recognized me.

As soon as I said those words, the world seemed to stand still, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Only the cigarette dangling from his lips emitted wisps of smoke that rose slowly.

My heart jumped into my throat, and I even forgot to breathe.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally made a move. He took a drag of his cigarette and flicked the ash into the ashtray.

"You mean my ex-wife?" Fu Yanshen asked casually.

I nodded.

He curled the corners of his lips into a sneer, seemingly with disdain. "You mean, I have to remain a widow for a dead woman?"

The tone was full of sarcasm.

I was jolted, my body swayed, and I almost fell over.

It was a huge blow and hard to believe.

He actually called me "a dead woman," implying that last night was just a one-night stand and that he didn't recognize me.

In his eyes, I was just a strange woman who flirted with him, and he couldn't control himself, so we made love.

He spoke lightly of my death, without a trace of sadness.

No, that's impossible.

I kept blinking, unable to believe that Fu Yanshen had given up on me so quickly.

Fu Yanshen suddenly walked towards me. When he got to me, he blew a puff of cigarette smoke at me maliciously, and the next moment, he grabbed my chin.

"Miss Jiang, what makes you think I would remain chaste for a dead woman?"

His dark eyes were fixed on mine, and he pressed me with a cold smile.