Fu Yan tightened his grip on Xiao Xin's hand and nuzzled his forehead against him. "If you weren't jealous, why would you ask these questions, brother?"

Xiao Xin paused for a moment: "Just tell me, isn't that right?"

“Yes,” Fu Yan answered quickly, “but what he told me at the time was that Grandpa Jiang treated him very badly, so he asked me to take him away. He seemed quite sad, so I agreed.”

"Did you keep a recording of your conversation with Jiang Yuqing?"

"Well, because I felt something was off about what he was saying, so I pressed record just in case."

Xiao Xin was somewhat surprised. Jiang Yuqing's phone had also disappeared before she went missing. He asked again, "Do you still have your phone?"

"It's been handed over to the police."

"..."

Xiao Xin was stunned. Destroying the body and covering up the evidence after an incident—wasn't that exactly Qiao Chen's style of doing things?

He was now certain that there was something wrong between Qiao Chen and Jiang Yuqing.

Seeing that he had fallen silent, Fu Yan asked again, "What are you thinking about, brother?"

Although he couldn't see the other person's face in the darkness, Fu Yan seemed to be able to sense his emotions.

"Don't you find it strange that Jiang Yuqing suddenly came back?" Xiao Xin asked.

Fu Yan: "Why do you ask that, brother?"

Although he had been searching for Jiang Yuqing before he lost his memory, it was only to clear his name of the infamy.

Xiao Xin sighed, "Aren't you even a little bit curious about He Yunzhou's death? He was your own brother..."

Fu Yan: "...What exactly is it that you want to say, brother?"

“He Yunzhou’s death is inextricably linked to Jiang Yuqing, and I have been searching for evidence,” Xiao Xin said.

As if he understood something, Fu Yan asked him, "Did Jiang Yuqing threaten you in some way?"

Xiao Xin kept her mouth shut and changed the subject by pulling the blanket up: "It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Seeing that he was so obviously changing the subject, Fu Yan started to overthink again.

Was their breakup really because of Jiang Yuqing?

Wouldn't his cooperation with the Jiang family be falling into Jiang Yuqing's trap?

Xiao Xin keeps everything bottled up inside because he doesn't trust him enough.

Fu Yan was secretly heartbroken. "Am I really that untrustworthy, brother? That's why you rely on Mo Xuan but not on me?"

Xiao Xin was baffled by Fu Yan's thought process; what was going on here?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yan took it as a tacit agreement and continued, "I helped my brother set up a studio and helped him pay off his debts, but he still left me. Is it because I'm younger than Mo Xuan?"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly as he said this, "That's true. Mo Xuan and you are about the same age. People of the same age should have more to talk about. It's me who's been bothering you and holding you back."

As he talked, he realized how selfish he had been.

Mo Xuan is right, Xiao Xin is not an object, she is a person.

Even if you bind Xiao Xin's body, you can't confine his heart.

Fu Yan said nothing and got out of bed. Xiao Xin suddenly felt that there was an empty space next to her.

He had just raised his hand to grab it when Fu Yan had already quickly left the bedside, opened the door and walked out.

With a click, the door closed, and the room fell silent once more.

Xiao Xin withdrew his hand and blinked in the night: "..."

Let him be; whatever he says now is futile anyway.

The next morning, as soon as Xiao Xin went downstairs, a maid called him to a stop.

"Mr. Xiao, Young Master Fu has personally prepared breakfast for you. Would you like to enjoy it now?"

Xiao Xin: "You...made it yourself?"

The maid nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Xin glanced at the time; it was eight in the morning. He asked the maid, "Is Young Master Fu here?"

"Young Master Fu has already left," the maid replied.

Xiao Xin didn't say much and followed the maid to the restaurant for a meal.

After dinner, the maid brought out a strawberry cake and said to him, "This cake was also made for you by Young Master Fu himself."

Looking at the strawberry cream cake on the shelf, Xiao Xin recalled the days when she could eat Fu Yan's desserts every day.

He took a bite with his fork, and it tasted the same as before. Because it was freshly made, it was sweet and mellow, which suited his taste perfectly. He couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

Fu Yan was trying to tell him that he hadn't changed and wanted to go back to the past with Xiao Xin, to get along like before.

Xiao Xin smiled, only he could understand this little thought.

The butler suddenly came over and told Xiao Xin, "Mr. Xiao, Young Master Fu asked me to tell you that he will no longer send anyone to follow you or restrict your freedom. You can also choose whether or not to continue living here."

Xiao Xin paused in her eating of cake and looked up at the housekeeper.

The butler smiled gently.

Xiao Xin lowered her eyes and continued eating the cake in her hand, then said, "Okay, I understand."

Fu Yan has now given him the choice.

Without hesitation, Xiao Xin found a new house closer to his father's hospital and moved out of the villa that same day.

...

When Fu Yan returned home, he didn't see Xiao Xin anywhere. He handed his coat to the maid and casually asked, "Where is he?"

The maid replied, "Mr. Xiao has already left."

Fu Yan paused in his act of loosening his tie, frowned, then chuckled self-deprecatingly and strode toward the elevator.

As expected, Xiao Xin ultimately did not choose him.

So all his efforts now are a joke.

However, at this critical juncture, the company's situation is getting worse and worse, with constant internal strife and pressure from competitors.

Now, Xiao Xin has completely abandoned him.

Fu Yan lay in the bathtub, wiping his face listlessly. Looking at the warm glow above him, he suddenly felt empty inside.

He's such a terrible person, maybe it was the right choice for Xiao Xin to leave him...

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