In my past life, I, the wealthy daughter, was a stepping stone for Fu Yanshen, who came from a bodyguard background and transcended social classes.
I was a tool to highlight his deep affectio...
Hearing my belated confession, Fu Yanshen remained motionless, like a statue.
His gaze was fixed on me, as if he wanted to devour me whole. His eyes grew increasingly dark, and his emotions were constantly shifting.
There was a sense of shock, disbelief, and doubt, as if I were lost in a distant memory...
The surroundings were completely silent, with only our breathing remaining.
After a long while, Fu Yanshen's thin lips, which had been slightly pursed, slowly moved, and his deep black eyes flashed with a glint of light. "To coax me?"
His voice was hoarse and incoherent as he asked the question.
Seeing his reaction, and remembering all the hurt I had done to him after my rebirth, I felt a lump in my throat.
The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached for him, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Fu Yanshen, I'm not trying to comfort you. The first time I saw you, I finally understood what true infatuation was."
"I didn't marry you out of spite, and you've never been anyone's substitute. The person I've always secretly loved and loved but couldn't have is you."
I looked him straight in the eye and spoke from the bottom of my heart about what I hadn't had a chance to say to him two years ago.
His eyes gradually reddened, his Adam's apple bobbed incessantly, and his eyelids blinked repeatedly. In an instant, a smile appeared on his lips, as if mocking himself.
"Alright, stop making up stories to fool me." With that, he grabbed my waist, easily lifted me off his lap, and placed me on the ground.
He still doesn't believe what I'm saying.
The man opened his laptop again, his long fingers continuing to type on the keyboard, exuding a cool and aloof aura.
Fu Yanshen knew that Sheng Qiaoqiao had feelings for him and believed that she faked her death for his sake.
But she said that she fell in love with him the first time she saw him. Just like him, he was shocked and disbelieving. How could there be such a good thing in the world?
Even if it were possible, it would never happen to him, Fu Yanshen.
He had few relatives; his father abandoned him, his mother died early, and he was an orphan. From a young age, he was like a stray dog, wandering aimlessly. No one loved him, and he didn't believe anyone would love him.
Three years after their marriage, Sheng Qiaoqiao was very obedient to him and took care of him in every way. At first, he was not used to it and even resisted it.
He didn't need this pampered young lady, who never lifted a finger, to learn to cook for him, iron his shirts, or bring him lunch to his company. Whenever he drank alcohol at a business dinner, she would always have honey lemon water and hangover soup ready for him when he got home...
She also always gave him all sorts of gifts.
He went from being a stray dog to a pet dog.
I am flattered and overwhelmed.
He enjoyed it, but didn't know how to respond to her, and was afraid of getting too involved and being abandoned again.
He always treated her with indifference, concealing his true feelings.
After three years of marriage, just when he was finally about to be completely tamed by her, she suddenly wanted a divorce, her words "I'm tired of playing with you" bringing him back to reality.
At first, he didn't believe it either, thinking that he had been too cold to her and that she was trying to attract his attention by playing the role of a resentful woman who cried, made a scene, and threatened suicide.
later……
Fu Yanshen didn't want to continue reminiscing; it was all in the past.
However, she really didn't need to fabricate a story of love at first sight to coax him.
No matter how much she loved him in the past, he didn't need her to give anything for him; he had already accepted his fate.
Love is a form of mental illness.
Fu Yanshen didn't hear Sheng Qiaoqiao's movement for a long time. When he turned around, he saw her standing there in a thick bathrobe, with long straight hair, her head down and her shoulders shaking, as if she was crying.
He was taken aback.
Before he could even "punish" her for acting on her own initiative and causing him to suffer unbearable torment, she started crying.
"Fu Yanshen, do you know why I suddenly wanted a divorce from you back then?"
Fu Yanshen closed his laptop and faced me. I asked him a question.
He paused for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly. Then, he pulled me into his arms again. "I know I've been too cold to you since we got married."
Fu Yanshen came up behind me, rested his chin on my shoulder, and said softly.
"No, Fu Yanshen, I was actually reborn. The reason I suddenly brought up divorce wasn't because I was tired of playing around. In my past life, we were husband and wife for five years. I was devoted to you, and you were all I could think about. But one day, you suddenly came up to me with Shi Xia in your arms, threw divorce papers at me, and forced me to sign them, saying that you had always loved Shi Xia..."
“I refused to divorce you, so you bankrupted Shengshi, sent Dai Xiufen to prison, and made Sheng Minghui suffer a heart attack. As for me, you drove me insane, made me mentally ill, and imprisoned me in a basement… Later, I ran away, got into a car accident, and was killed…”
"On my deathbed, I found out I was pregnant... I died along with my unborn child, and with resentment towards you, I was reborn in the third year of our marriage. I hate you, and I decisively asked you for a divorce."
I told him everything about my rebirth all at once.
Behind him, he remained silent for a long while before finally speaking with a sneer, "Sheng Qiaoqiao, your imagination is truly..."
He was talking for a while, then he fell silent.
“Fu Yanshen, do you think I have any reason to lie to you? I heard these words from Elder Ye two years ago, after you donated your heart for me, and I wanted to tell you them.”
"It was only then that I realized that in my past life, you forced me to divorce you so that I would give up on you. In my past life, you also donated your heart to me and died."
"In this life, I have never been able to forgive you. I feel like I was a love-struck fool. I was reborn and fell in love with you again, had a child with you, and had a miscarriage... I feel like it is fate's punishment for me. I dare not be with you again."
I turned my head and cupped his face in my hands. "However, I understood two years ago that I was reborn to make up for the regrets of my past life and change our fate of dying young."
Fu Yanshen stared at me blankly, without saying a word.
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