The wick shook its head and said nothing more.

And so we settled down.

The house was small but well-gathered. Under Song Chu's careful care, Nan Yu's complexion gradually became rosy. She stopped bringing him meals. He knew that Fu Jinchuan had been dismissed by Old Master Fu, but the servants and housekeeper dared not tell him the reason.

It was the system that said it.

Nan Yu felt that Fu Jinchuan was a man who didn't know the truth. He was always blinded by greed. He could tolerate Fu Jinchuan's bad temper for a day or ten days, but he couldn't tolerate it for a year.

Three months is the limit.

The law does not yet legalize same-sex marriage, and the marriage certificate was obtained abroad. The old man admitted that a wedding was held, although there were not many guests, but at least she was his nominal partner.

Nan Yu never expected that he hated her so much that he threatened her with his property before the marriage. He compromised and, on the verge of death, resolutely chose Bai Cheng.

He didn't necessarily need Fu Jinchuan's attention.

It's just that I feel sorry for the original owner.

Nan Yu also figured it out. Fu Jinchuan was different from those male protagonists. At least they went home, but Fu Jinchuan never went home. There was no way to get him used to being dumped again, since he gave all the meals he was given to his secretary.

I've decided to cut my losses and get a divorce first.

Even though a foreign marriage certificate doesn't count in the country, Nan Yu was still unhappy and insisted on a divorce.

With her bank card password changed and money in hand, Nan Yu secretly hired someone to investigate the orphanage incident from back then. Once she had the evidence, she'd throw it in front of Fu Jinchuan, and she couldn't imagine the look of utter disbelief on his face.

I hummed a little tune as I went into the kitchen.

Rub the rice, wash the vegetables, and then fry an egg.

I made a love-filled bento box and sent it to Song Chu.

Now that I have money, I've replaced all my ugly clothes.

Yesterday afternoon I even got my hair dyed pink and gold.

When Song Chu came home that night, his expression... Deng Xin still remembers it vividly. He stood frozen in the entryway, motionless.

After regaining his composure, he didn't lecture Nan Yu, but simply walked over, patted his arm, and said, "Beautiful."

He left in a hurry after praising her, without even eating, afraid that he would lose control and scare Nan Yu away.

The lamp core has been given a makeover and a new outfit, and its overall aura has been completely transformed.

It's hard to recognize them at first glance when they're walking down the street.

Song Chu was so amazed when he returned that he was stunned for so long.

Dengxin was wearing white cotton casual pants with a matching sweater underneath. He went to his room to get a pink jacket, which matched his pink hair perfectly. He put the lunchbox into an insulated bag, hooked his hand over the apricot scarf hanging in the entryway, and tied it as he went out.

He cannot be exposed to the wind and must be wrapped up when going out.

Without Fu Jinchuan, Song Chu didn't want him to bring her food. Deng Xin said she had nothing to do and was bored and depressed, so Song Chu didn't say anything more and could only repeatedly tell her to wear more clothes.

Walking over, there was a flower shop downstairs. Dengxin saw how pretty they were and bought a small bunch of tulips, only five flowers, which she could carry with one hand. She happily went to find Song Chu.

He was no longer waiting at the security booth.

Southern jade is usually delivered to the department.

Song Chu couldn't persuade him otherwise.

Just as she entered the hospital's asphalt road, a Porsche sped past her on the side. Nan Yu glanced at it but didn't pay much attention, continuing towards the Traditional Chinese Medicine department with the flowers in hand. The Porsche found a parking space and parked.

The man glanced at the rearview mirror, his pupils reflecting a pink figure. His brows furrowed slightly. Bai Cheng rubbed her stomach and pleaded with Fu Jinchuan, "Jinchuan, can you carry me?"

Fu Jinchuan was silent for two seconds, then opened the car door and got out.

Nan Yu, who was still some distance away, is now getting closer.

The two were separated by a half-meter-high green belt. When they saw each other, they were both taken aback. Their cold eyes narrowed slightly. He was not quite sure who this was. After all, in his impression, Nan Yu was a rustic, stubborn, and disgusting person.

It's strange to suddenly change appearances.

Glancing at the lunchbox bag in his hand, I was 90% certain.

They sent it to the Fu family but weren't there, and they've already found out all this?

Fu Jinchuan didn't know how he knew his whereabouts. Bai Cheng's stomachache was temporary, so how could he have appeared at the exact moment?

Humans are visual creatures, and Fu Jinchuan is no exception. He didn't even glance at the rustic Nan Yu, but when he bumped into her at the hospital with a different look, he noticed her. Nan Yu was surprised that he even had a car.

Didn't they say the Fu family had stopped providing him with any financial support?

Cars don't count?

He pouted; he knew without even looking that someone was sitting in the passenger seat. He straightened his head and continued walking. Fu Jinchuan: "?"

"stop!"

The man's voice was deep, and when he raised it slightly, it was indeed quite intimidating. Nan Yu paused, and Fu Jinchuan stepped across the green belt and quickly came to the boy's side.

Bai Chengben was still sitting in the passenger seat waiting for Fu Jinchuan to carry him.

Hearing the noise outside the car, he frowned, unbuckled his seatbelt, hurriedly opened the car door, and when he got out, his face turned green.

"Jinchuan!"

Fu Jinchuan seemed not to hear the calls behind him. His eyes fell on Nan Yu, his expression cold and stern. "Who are you bringing food to?"

Nan Yu glanced at him, slung her bag over her wrist, and walked straight ahead. Seeing that he was ignoring her, Fu Jinchuan pursed his thin lips and grabbed the boy's arm. "I'll ask you one more time, who are you delivering food to?"

Nan Yu shook off his hand and angrily gestured: What does this have to do with you?

Fu Jinchuan sneered: "At least we're still husband and wife in name only. You're using my family's money to support other men. You've got some nerve, Nan Yu!"

The lamp wick glared at him, then turned and left.

Fu Jinchuan wanted to continue grabbing, but Bai Cheng ran over and hugged the man. "Jinchuan, my stomach hurts, what's wrong?"

Fu Jinchuan was stopped in his tracks, his eyes fixed on the departing pink figure until it disappeared around the corner. He then took a deep breath, patted Bai Cheng on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go."

Bai Cheng hated it to death, but Guo... no, Nan Yu, what does that mean? Is she trying to seduce Jin Chuan in a different way?

"Jinchuan, why did you stop him? Do you want to go back? I'm sorry, I'm the one who dragged you down. Go after him, apologize, and Grandpa Fu will let you go home. I, I'll go register myself, you don't need to worry about me..." The more she spoke, the more her voice choked up. She let go of Fu Jinchuan's arm and squatted on the ground crying.

Fu Jinchuan seemed to only then remember that he was ill.

I closed my eyes briefly.

When she opened her eyes again, she helped Bai Cheng, who was squatting on the ground crying, to her feet and comforted her, "Don't think too much. Choosing you means choosing you."

Bai Cheng, tears streaming down her face, cried out, "Jinchuan..."

Fu Jinchuan led him into the outpatient clinic, and after getting a number, they went upstairs and happened to run into He Nanxi, who was helping to get medicine. He raised an eyebrow and quickened his pace to his friend.

"What brings you here? Looking for your wife? She's been getting close to the teacher lately, bringing him meals every day. You should be free soon."

Previously, when Bai Cheng had just a minor scratch, He Nanxi was constantly being ordered around to run errands. Today, he came to the hospital in person, which he couldn't quite understand. The only person he could think of was Nan Yu.

Eighty percent of my friends are suffering too much while they're away from home.

Want to reconcile with Nan Yu?

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Bai Cheng beside him and sensed something was off.

Fu Jinchuan's face turned ashen with anger upon hearing the second half of He Nanxi's sentence. "They're getting close? What do you mean? I'm not even dead yet, and you're already in a hurry to cheat on me?"

He Nanxi: ?

She couldn't help but glance at Bai Cheng again. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes conveyed the message perfectly.