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He looked down at her condescendingly: "You really are something. You just had a falling out with me about divorce, and now Fu Chengyi is coming after you. You're quite popular, aren't you?"
"Don't worry, even if we get divorced, I won't mention a single thing about our relationship to anyone else."
After all, they were secretly married, and almost no one knew about it except Bai Xin.
It's ironic that she didn't tell anyone, afraid that if others found out, they would criticize Gu Yuan and cause him a lot of negative impact.
He actually told Bai Xin everything about himself, he really trusts her enough not to be afraid that Bai Xin would stab him in the back.
However, the facts do prove that Bai Xin did not go around spreading rumors. She was very tolerant of Gu Yuan, which explains why Gu Yuan liked Bai Xin.
But she was just an outsider.
While she was lost in thought, Gu Yuan pinched her chin, making her feel a sharp pain. Fu Hange groaned and instinctively tried to get him to let go, but her mouth was held too tightly by him, and she couldn't speak at all.
"Of course, otherwise how could you be Mrs. Fu?" His tone was clearly angry.
After a few more seconds, Gu Yuan released her.
Fu Hange coughed and gasped for breath. After finally calming down, she said, "If President Gu has finished the agreement, please remember to call me. I will come and pick it up in person."
After saying that, she rushed into the office, grabbed her bag, and ran, afraid that Gu Yuan would catch her and bring her back.
Gu Yuan remained standing there, lost in thought for a long time.
He can tolerate letting her go back, but she wants a divorce to get rid of him?
Ha! He never even considered giving her a divorce agreement.
He would never let her go, even if he imprisoned her for the rest of her life.
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Fu Hange returned to the Xu family as quickly as possible. As soon as she entered the office, Xu Haicang took her hand and introduced her to Fu Chengyi, saying, "You two have a good chat."
Then Xu Haicang went out.
Only Fu Hange and Fu Chengyi remained in the office. Fu Hange found a seat and sat down, and Fu Chengyi thoughtfully poured her a glass of water.
She thanked him politely, then said, "I don't love you."
These straightforward words struck at the deepest, most painful spot in Fu Chengyi's heart.
He feigned indifference: "It's okay, I know you don't love me, but it's alright, I'm willing to wait. Even if you don't love me, I can still stay with you for the rest of my life."
Fu Hange blinked wearily twice: "I'm not worth it."
“I don’t care whether it’s worth it or not, I’ll just follow my heart,” Fu Chengyi retorted.
If only Gu Yuan were as affectionate towards her as Fu Chengyi, even just a little bit of liking her would be enough. Unfortunately, they are not the same person after all, and Fu Chengyi cannot love her in place of Gu Yuan.
Fu Hange slowly exhaled, "I'm already divorcing him, but I can't marry you either."
She spoke so incisively; she didn't know what was wrong with her today, every word she uttered was a sharp weapon.
Fu Cheng smiled and said, "I'm not being nice to you with marriage in mind."
"Then let's cancel the engagement?" Fu Hange asked him in return.
Fu Chengyi's response to the question was somewhat slow. He had selfishly tacitly agreed to the marriage with her, but she actually brought up the matter of canceling the engagement herself. It was not that he wasn't upset, but he did his best to stop her.
Fu Chengyi tried his best to hide the soreness in his voice: "If you insist on canceling the engagement, then I respect your decision."
Fu Hange turned around abruptly to look at him, her eyes filled with disbelief.