Fu Chen's face turned pale as he stared at the phone screen.

On the screen, scrolling were photos of Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen showing their sweet affection at the charity dinner.

Ning Nanxue in the photo has a smile as beautiful as a blooming rose, so beautiful beyond words.

Jiang Tingchen, who was leaning against her, was handsome and tall, with gentle eyes, and exuded the charm of a mature man from head to toe.

The two of them standing together looked like a perfect couple, a perfect match to the extreme.

If it weren't for that bastard Jiang Tingchen, I would definitely have a chance to win back Ning Nanxue's heart!

Fu Chen felt that the anger and jealousy in his chest erupted like a volcano.

He could no longer bear the glaring scene on the screen.

"Bang!" Fu Chen roared angrily and smashed his phone against the wall.

The phone screen shattered instantly, breaking into pieces, just like his mood at the moment, shattered.

Fragments flew everywhere.

Fu Chen's chest heaved violently, his breathing was heavy, his eyes were red, like a wounded beast, angry and desperate.

He carefully selected a bunch of bright red roses, with crystal dewdrops on the petals, which were gorgeous and charming.

He opened the safe again and took out an exquisite jewelry box.

In the box, quietly lay a dazzling diamond necklace, priceless.

Fu Chen, holding flowers and a jewelry box, strode out of the villa and drove to Ning's Group.

Downstairs of Ning Group.

Fu Chen stood in front of the company gate holding flowers, patiently waiting for Ning Nanxue to appear.

His handsome appearance and the bouquet of bright roses in his hand immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Soon, Fu Chen's appearance attracted the attention of Ning Group's employees.

"Look, isn't that Mr. Fu?"

"Why is Mr. Fu here? And he's holding flowers. What's going on?"

"Oh my god, has President Fu really turned over a new leaf? He's actually waiting for President Ning downstairs at the company?"

"No way? President Ning and President Jiang are now a perfect match. Does President Fu still have a chance?"

The employees gathered around and talked, pointing at Fu Chen, their eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

Everyone found it hard to believe that Fu Chen had "turned over a new leaf".

After all, Fu Chen's attitude towards Ning Nanxue before was obviously cold and heartless.

Now he suddenly comes to send flowers and apologize. Isn't this change too fast?

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, with all kinds of opinions being said.

Fu Chen turned a deaf ear to him. He stared intently at the company gate, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

He just wanted to see Ning Nanxue, apologize to her in person and ask for her forgiveness.

The exclusive elevator slowly descends.

The elevator door opened and Ning Nanxue's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Today, Ning Nanxue is wearing a smart professional suit that outlines her perfect figure.

The exquisite makeup further highlights her beautiful and elegant face.

She is like a queen, elegant, noble and full of aura.

Ning Nanxue walked straight out of the elevator and glanced across the lobby.

I saw Fu Chen standing in the crowd at a glance.

Fu Chen stood there holding flowers, like a knight waiting for the queen's mercy.

Ning Nanxue's eyes turned cold in an instant, like frost in the cold winter, without a trace of warmth.

She looked at Fu Chen with cold eyes, as if she was looking at a stranger, or even colder than a stranger.

She walked straight over without looking around, completely ignoring Fu Chen's presence.

Fu Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ning Nanxue to be so cold.

He hurriedly chased after her and blocked Ning Nanxue's way.

"Nan Xue!"

Fu Chen shouted anxiously, with a hint of pleading in his voice.

Ning Nanxue paused, stopped, and looked up at Fu Chen.

His eyes were cold and emotionless, as if he was looking at an insignificant person.

"Mr. Fu, is there something wrong?"

Ning Nanxue's voice was cold and distant, without a trace of warmth, as if she was talking about a business matter, not facing her ex-husband.

Fu Chen's heart sank suddenly, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing cold.

He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and handed the flowers in his hand to Ning Nanxue.

"Nanxue, I know I was wrong before. I shouldn't have treated you like that. I'm here to apologize to you."

Fu Chen said this sincerely, trying to win back Ning Nanxue's heart.

"These flowers are for you. I hope you can forgive me."

Ning Nanxue glanced at the flowers in Fu Chen's hand, her eyes still cold, without any fluctuation.

"Apologize? Mr. Fu, do you think an apology can make up for the harm you have caused me?"

Ning Nanxue's lips curled up in a mocking arc, and her voice was cold and sharp.

"Or, in Mr. Fu's eyes, my dignity and my feelings are so cheap that they can be wiped out with just an apology?"

Fu Chen's face froze. He didn't expect Ning Nanxue's reaction to be so intense.

He quickly explained: "Nanxue, that's not what I meant. I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."

"I know I did a lot of things to you that were too much. I hurt you. I'm sorry, Nanxue. I'm really sorry."

Fu Chen apologized eagerly, with a very humble attitude, almost begging Ning Nanxue for forgiveness.

Ning Nanxue looked at Fu Chen with cold eyes, as if she was looking at a clown, without a trace of emotion.

"Mr. Fu, I heard your apology."

Ning Nanxue spoke calmly, without any emotion in her voice.

"But forgiveness is impossible."

Ning Nanxue's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Fu Chen's heart.

His face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Nanxue, you...you really won't forgive me?"

Fu Chen asked in a trembling voice, with a hint of despair.

Ning Nanxue sneered, her eyes full of ridicule and disgust.

"Forgive you? Mr. Fu, you think too highly of yourself."

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you can be forgiven just by apologizing when you do something wrong?"

"Fu Chen, you are too self-righteous!"

Ning Nanxue's tone became increasingly sharp, and every word she said was heartbreaking and merciless.

Fu Chen's face was pale, as if he had been slapped hard in the face. He was humiliated and looked miserable.

His hand holding the flowers was trembling slightly, and the flowers in his hand looked particularly ironic.

His carefully prepared apology seemed like a joke, extremely ridiculous, in Ning Nanxue's eyes.

Ning Nanxue glanced coldly at the flowers and jewelry box in Fu Chen's hands, her eyes full of disgust and disdain.

"Mr. Fu, please save your flowers and gifts for those who need them more."

"As for me, I don't need it."

After Ning Nanxue finished speaking, she didn't even look at Fu Chen again. She walked straight past him and headed towards the company without looking back.

Fu Chen gritted his teeth and planned to chase after her, but Ning Nanxue was too far away and he was stopped outside the door and could not go in.