His words stirred up a thousand waves in my heart.

He watched the security footage and now he knows I didn't push Shi Xia down the stairs? Does he think he wronged me? Could he find out that his precious childhood sweetheart is a despicable, scheming woman?

I stared at him, bewildered.

The man had one arm around me, and the other hand held a lighter, the blue glow of the cigarette illuminating his lean, sculpted profile.

He took a deep breath, exhaled a smoke ring, and looked down at me.

"I told you to get lost back then because I was afraid you would hurt Shi Xia again in the future. She had major heart surgery and can't take any more damage."

His tone was low and his expression serious.

So, he thought I pushed Shi Xia downstairs, which is why he told me to get lost, afraid that I would hurt her again.

After seeing the surveillance footage, they realized they had wronged me and came to tell me to go home.

"So, I'm someone you can summon and dismiss at will?" I glared at him and asked coldly.

His explanation, in every word, revealed his protection of Shi Xia. He told me to leave for her sake, and asked me to go back because I hadn't hurt her!

Fu Yanshen narrowed his eyes slightly, his hand holding the cigarette stroking my nose with his fingers.

It was as if he was playing with one of his objects.

“Young Miss, I’m giving you a way out. If you don’t go back in three days, your selfish father will use both soft and hard tactics to make you come back… What are you being so arrogant with me for?”

He smiled, and then mocked me.

I was so angry that I grabbed his arm and pinched it hard through the fabric.

Instead of getting angry, he laughed and maliciously spat a puff of cigarette smoke at me.

Not far away, someone was whistling in their direction.

They probably thought we were flirting.

"Who cares about your excuse? Go to hell! Stop trying to drive a wedge between me and my dad. It's like you're not doing anything for yourself. You're keeping me tied down and refusing to divorce me, isn't it because of me and my family that you still have value to them?"

He's such a scumbag!

I bombarded him with my criticism, and he just scoffed, looking quite disdainful.

What is he pretending for?

"Let me go, I'm going to find Luo Luo!"

I tried to break free from him, but he stubbed out his cigarette, grabbed my hand, and tore off the band-aid on my finger.

I just realized that when I pinched him, I reopened the wound on his nail bed, and it bled a lot.

"hiss……"

I only then realized it hurt and kept gasping for breath.

Fu Yanshen had called a waiter at some point, and the male waiter had already brought a medicine box and placed it on the low table in front of us.

He used tweezers to pick up a cotton ball soaked in iodine to disinfect my wound.

"I don't want you to do it!"

I stubbornly resisted, struggling against his warm, rough hand.

"Ouch...it hurts!"

He deliberately used a damp, cool cotton ball to vigorously rub my wound, and I cried out in pain.

"If you don't want me to do it, who will? Your male god Song?" he asked coldly.

I was so angry I felt like I was going to rebel. "Yeah, I want him to do this—I'm not saying anything more!"

As we talked, I felt his gaze piercing me, and fearing he was about to hurt me again, I quickly backed down.

Fu Yanshen's expression improved, and he continued to disinfect my wound and apply a new bandage.

His movements were gentle and meticulous, his expression focused and serious, as if he were carefully repairing some precious treasure.

I stared at him blankly, not thinking much of it.

Anyway, he doesn't really care about me; he's just worried that my new nails will grow ugly and get in his way.

Looking at my finger, and recalling the scene when I got injured that day, my heart tightened. That bastard checked the surveillance footage, did he see me crying that day?

"Qiaoqiao, the fireworks show is about to start! Come quick!"

Just then, Luo Luo's shouts came from afar.

While Fu Yanshen wasn't looking, I slipped out of his arms and ran to find Luo Luo to celebrate her birthday.

The fireworks show was spectacular and romantic.

After the fireworks burst into bloom, they fell like shooting stars.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, like it was Chinese New Year.

Luo Luo, wearing a crown, closed her eyes, bowed her head, and made a devout wish.

"Brother Sinan and President Fu have been drinking, and it looks like they even played a drinking game!"

"It looks really tense. Could they be fighting over a girl?"

"You're overthinking it. What's so great about that good-for-nothing young lady that makes two men fight over her?"

The last person to speak was Qin Lulu. Luo Luo stepped forward to hit her, but I stopped her.

I pulled her towards the two men.

On the villa's first-floor terrace bar, two men sat behind a long bar counter, their handsome faces illuminated by the lights. Each had their own unique charm and charisma.

Two bottles of Royal Salute whisky sat on the table. They each picked up their glasses, clinked them together, and the amber liquid inside sloshed.

One drank it all in one gulp, while the other sipped it slowly and gently.

One remained expressionless, while the other's cheeks flushed.

I rushed over, and just as Fu Yanshen was about to grab the wine bottle, I snatched it from him and glared at him.

"Brother Sinan, please stop drinking." I turned around and advised Song Sinan, worried that Fu Yanshen might make him sick.

How could someone as self-disciplined as him, who neither smokes nor drinks, possibly be a match for a heavy drinker like Fu Yanshen?

"Qiaoqiao, I'm fine. Okay, I won't drink anymore." Song Sinan looked at me, his pale, handsome face flushed with a blush.

He spoke gently, giving me a warm smile.

I don't understand why he would drink with Fu Yanshen.

Are they close?

Or was Fu Yanshen deliberately trying to get him drunk?

I glared at someone resentfully.

He had a suit jacket draped over his shoulders, shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a loose tie, and his fingers gripped a sturdy glass of wine. He exuded an aura of supreme authority.

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