The slender fingertips swiped across the tablet screen skillfully.
Soon, Zhou Moshi found the screenshot that Xu Chu had sent him in his private mailbox, opened it, and handed it to Su Fanxing.
Su Fanxing, who had not yet fully recovered from the shock of the truth, hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it.
Even though she had already seen the picture on the screen clearly from a distance, she still couldn't control the pounding of her heart. Her fingers trembled slightly, and she almost couldn't hold the light tablet computer steady.
What was that screenshot? She was very familiar with it.
Back then, Su Luoyue posted those posts that slandered her for being kept by someone.
But the screenshots on the tablet, as well as the subsequent IP addresses and operation teams, seemed to indicate that the truth of the matter... was not what she had known for many years.
Zhou Moshi finally lowered his eyes, unable to bear to look at her broken expression.
He continued to speak slowly, saying, "Xu Chu contacted the marketing team that handled the promotion of this post. According to their feedback, the funds were indeed allocated from the Su Family Group, not... Su Luoyue personally."
Su Fanxing naturally knew what he meant.
But now the bloody truth was entangled in her heart, and she still couldn't control her inexplicable panic.
How is that possible?!
Over the years, the more she hated Su Luoyue, the more she trusted her brother Su Huaiquan.
Now Yichou tells her that what happened back then... has an undeniable relationship with him, and it is even possible that Su Huaiquan was the mastermind.
This could be called an act of betrayal, far worse than the favoritism and deception she knew.
Su Fanxing carefully looked through the screenshots.
After so many years, she still couldn't help but blush at the corners of her eyes when she saw those vicious words.
Her thick eyelashes trembled, and she heard her own voice echoing hollowly, without a trace of emotion: "Have you known all this for a long time?"
He had known it for a long time, but he pretended not to know and said nothing.
Even these days, she had never heard him ask a single question about what happened over the years.
Her throat was terribly dry, and the unspeakable grievances of these years surged in her heart. The violently surging emotions blocked Su Fanxing's chest, and she didn't know how to vent them.
Zhou Moshi actually never cared about these things.
Even... he waited for her to explain herself again and again, showing no sign of being angry at her deception?
Thinking of this, Su Fanxing felt even more sour.
Being used and deceived, why did he accept it so happily without a single complaint...
She hooked her arms around Zhou Moshi's neck, put her arms around him, pressed her body against his, rested her head on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.
There was already a hint of tears in her tone: "Zhou Moshi...If I am unwilling to tell you the truth for the rest of my life, will you abandon me?"
"Maybe." Zhou Moshi seemed to enjoy her active approach.
The fragrance of her long hair, spread out like seaweed, drifted into his nostrils. As their body temperatures interacted, he lowered his head, lightly hugged her waist back, and pressed her closer to him.
We've done more intimate things before.
The embrace between their necks at this moment makes people feel particularly ambiguous and charming.
"But... I never believe that there is a heart that cannot be warmed. If there is, it doesn't matter." Zhou Moshi thought badly countless times that if Su Fanxing didn't love him, then he and her would torture each other for the rest of their lives.
Enjoying her unwilling embrace doesn't seem like a bad thing.
Zhou Moshi has lived a carefree life for half his life, never sticking to things that are uncertain. As long as he gets the person in front of him, it's enough.
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