Chapter 32: Love 09
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The moment Zhong Yining saw Fu Yan, he doubted for a moment that he had not yet woken up.
Last night she confirmed the WeChat messages he sent her at least three times, which clearly stated that he had an afternoon flight and would not be back home until the evening.
That's why she blatantly asked to sleep in Fu Yiqiu's room last night, taking advantage of the last time they were alone before Fu Yan came back, and acted coquettishly in front of him as if no one was around.
In an instant, her face turned pale.
She was still wearing Fu Yiqiu's T-shirt, and her two straight long legs were a little cold because they were exposed to the morning air, but at this moment, she didn't feel cold at all.
She felt herself numbing.
None of the three people upstairs and downstairs spoke.
The air in the whole house seemed to freeze.
I don’t know how long it took.
Fu Yiqiu moved first.
He looked straight into Fu Yan's eyes and moved his body to the side, blocking the view of Zhong Yining behind him.
This action made Fu Yan subconsciously let go of the suitcase in his hand.
Because half of the suitcase's wheel was still stuck on his shoe, the suitcase instantly fell to the floor with a crisp sound.
clang.
Fu Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but his expression became even more terrifying because of this forced smile. "...Yi Qiu, why did your sister-in-law come to your room so early in the morning? To chat? Are you two already so close?"
Fu Yiqiu said nothing.
"Wife," Fu Yan called her again, but his voice was vague. "Did you see some funny Weibo jokes that you want to tell Yi Qiu?"
Zhong Yining was blocked behind Fu Yiqiu and could only vaguely see half of Fu Yan's gloomy face over his shoulder.
"Is it? Hmm?"
Fu Yan clenched his fists tightly, his voice gradually getting louder, "Speak, say anything, just say something!"
Fu Yiqiu looked at him and finally said in a low voice, "What do you want to hear us say?"
"You're asking me?" Fu Yan threw the coat hanging on his arm to the ground and roared loudly, "I want to know why my wife is in my brother's room early in the morning, wearing his T-shirt with bare legs, acting coquettishly to him, and there are kiss marks on her neck!"
Every time he spoke, Zhong Yining's heart trembled.
She had originally planned to confront Fu Yan about this matter with a calm opening statement in the evening, but she never expected that this matter would unfold in the most embarrassing and unacceptable way right in front of Fu Yan and let him see it with his own eyes.
After a long moment, Fu Yiqiu lowered his eyes, his voice cold and firm, "The truth is just as you see it."
Zhong Yining saw Fu Yan's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and then his eyes turned red.
"I don't believe it," Fu Yan shook his head, stumbling a few steps and bumping into the shoe cabinet behind him, with a loud bang, "I really don't believe it..."
"Zhong Yining, do you know why I came back early today?"
He held his forehead with his hands, trembling. "Because I felt that you were very cold to me these past two days. You never replied to WeChat or answered the phone. I thought you were angry because I was always away from home on business trips or working overtime, so I secretly changed my flight and came back early to comfort you..."
"But what about you?" Veins popped out on his forehead. He clenched his fists and slammed his fists hard on the wall. "You actually fucked with my brother while I was away!"
"So when I called you two days ago, you suddenly hung up. At that time, I thought your voice sounded a little strange. So, did you seduce my brother at that time? You are really awesome!"
His fist slammed against the wall, drawing blood. The pain made him even angrier. "How could there be a woman as shameless as you?!"
Zhong Yining closed her eyes gently.
Then she walked out from behind Fu Yiqiu, looked down at Fu Yan, and said softly, "Yes, you just found out that I am this kind of woman? Didn't you always think I was a silly, innocent vase who knew nothing?"
Seeing that Fu Yan became even more furious because of her words, Fu Yiqiu pushed her back and signaled her not to go downstairs. He walked down the stairs step by step and said, "Fu Yan, it has nothing to do with her. I started it first."
"You started it?" Fu Yan sneered. "Fu Yiqiu, you've never had any interest in women. I even suspected you were gay at one point. How could you have started it?"
"You are wrong,"
His eyes flickered slightly, and he said slowly, "While you were pursuing her and sleeping with other women, I had already fallen in love with her. I loved her longer than you did, and my love for her was deeper than yours. You have so many women in your heart, but she is the only one for me. Why can't she choose me?"
Fu Yan's face froze.
"And don't make it sound like you've been wronged."
He walked to the stairs and looked at Fu Yan not far away. "Do you dare to open your WeChat? Do you dare to tell me the name other than yours that you registered at the P City Hotel these past two days? You have never been loyal to this relationship or this marriage from the beginning. What qualifications do you have to criticize her?"
Fu Yan's face turned red, he gasped for breath, and wanted to say something, but he found that he had no way to refute.
Because what Fu Yiqiu said was indeed true.
"Ask yourself, do you love her? Have you ever respected her? Ultimately, you just think she's a girl who's suitable for you to marry and live with, someone who can give you enough face in public. And you look down on her from the bottom of your heart, thinking she wouldn't be able to find out about your little shit."
Fu Yiqiu had a blank expression on his face. "So you're so proud, thinking that even though you have so many flags flying outside, the red flag at home will always remain high."
Fu Yan was silent for a long time.
Then, he took a step forward, pointed at him and started laughing, "Fu Yiqiu, are you an elementary school student?"
"What kind of drug did this woman drug you with? Do you think she really loves you just because she slept with you? Since she's so smart and insisted on marrying me even though she knew I was this kind of person, it means she values something else in me. She wants my money and my house, but what do you have? Oh, don't tell me you asked me for those two bankrupt companies so you could sell them off and support her. Can you make them work? Can you support her?"
Fu Yiqiu calmly watched his hysterical behavior and said calmly, "Not everyone is like you, who only measures feelings by money and interests."
"emotion?"
Fu Yan finally stopped laughing, and he curled his lips coldly, "What kind of true love can there be in this world? The so-called stable relationships are all built with money and interests, and that is the most unbreakable. Do you really think she will divorce me, marry you who has nothing, and then call me her ex-husband and brother-in-law? You must have taken the wrong medicine and lost your mind."
"Fu Yiqiu, I used to think you were just too naive, immersed in your own world," Fu Yan said word by word, "but now I think you are simply stupid."
"Besides," he shook his head and looked at Fu Yiqiu with contempt, "you even want my worn-out shoes?"
Originally, Fu Yiqiu had been listening to Fu Yan with no expression on his face.
But when Fu Yan said the last sentence, his expression changed.
Fu Yiqiu was standing with his back to the stairs. Zhong Yining couldn't see his face from upstairs, but when she heard these words, her heart skipped a beat and she was about to run downstairs.
But it was too late.
The next second, Fu Yiqiu took a few steps forward, grabbed Fu Yan's collar, and punched him in the face.
Fu Yan's words were meant to hit him where it hurt the most. He had already been mentally prepared. At this moment, he grasped his fist with one hand and punched him back.
The two men started fighting downstairs.
She was trembling all over and rushed down the stairs, trying to stop them.
"Don't come over here!" Fu Yiqiu glanced at her and then turned around and shouted at her.
The moment he turned around, Fu Yan had already punched him on the chin. Fu Yiqiu groaned in pain and hit back hard with gritted teeth.
Zhong Yining was watching from the side, her heart trembling, and she shouted with red eyes, "Stop fighting, both of you!"
But these two people were beating each other with all their might, and had no intention of stopping at all.
After a while, both of them had bruises on their bodies. Fu Yan was already furious, and now he was completely furious. With bloodshot eyes, he picked up a vase beside him and smashed it on Fu Yiqiu's head.
"No--" she shouted anxiously and ran towards Fu Yiqiu regardless of anything.
The moment Fu Yan raised the vase, Fu Yiqiu had already seen it.
He could have avoided it.
But he only tilted his head slightly.
The vase shattered into pieces on the wall behind him, and his forehead was cut by the broken fragments of the vase, and blood flowed down instantly.
Because the wound was quite large, half of his face was now covered in blood.
Zhong Yining was terrified. She came to Fu Yiqiu, covered his bleeding wound with one hand, and wiped the blood off his face with the other hand. Tears kept falling down her face, "Fu Yiqiu!"
"I'm fine," he leaned against the wall, looking at her with his eyes downcast, panting, and gently curling his lips, "...I won't die."
After Fu Yan's blow, his furious mind regained some clarity. He looked at Fu Yiqiu, whose forehead was bleeding profusely. His face was pale, and he slumped back a few steps, leaning back in his chair. His voice trembled, "...Why didn't you get out of the way?"
After hearing this, Fu Yiqiu replied calmly, "You are my brother after all."
Fu Yan opened his mouth with red eyes.
"Fu Yan, she is your wife in name only, so I owe you this, and we'll be even from now on."
Because of the pain, his voice was lower than usual, but it was filled with ruthlessness. "She is a person of flesh and blood, with thoughts and feelings. She is not something that can be pushed around. I didn't snatch it from you. I just took back what was rightfully mine."
The living room was silent.
After a while, Fu Yan wiped his face, "...Fu Yiqiu, does it have to be her?"
"Yes, maybe you will never understand, maybe you think I'm sick, but I really can't live without her in this life."
"I can't do it with anyone but her."
Zhong Yining listened to his words, her whole body still trembling uncontrollably. She looked at the blood that kept oozing out of her palm and said in a tearful voice, "...Fu Yiqiu, don't say anything for now, let's go to the hospital now..."
"Okay," he nodded slightly.
She held his shoulders, grabbed a coat hanging on the side and put it on him, and asked him to put on his shoes.
Fu Yan watched them from behind without moving a muscle, and had no intention of going forward to stop them.
When he was about to walk out the door, Zhong Yining suddenly stopped.
She turned around, looked at Fu Yan, who seemed to have lost all his strength, and said softly but firmly, "Fu Yan, let's get a divorce."
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After getting into Fu Yiqiu's car, Zhong Yining started the car while distractedly watching him in the passenger seat using the small first aid kit in the car to treat the wound on his forehead.
"Baby,"
He knew she was watching, and he comforted her instead, "I'm fine, you drive first. If you just keep looking at me like this, the wound won't stop bleeding on its own."
The large amount of blood in front of her eyes made her tears keep falling. She turned her head and wiped her tears, "Go to Hospital B?"
"No," he curled his lips, "I'm not going to Hospital B, nor to Hospital A. Everyone knows me, and I'm too embarrassed to do that."
She sniffed, "Where to?"
"T Hospital," he said. "It's a private hospital, not crowded."
She used her mobile phone to find the location of T Hospital and stepped on the accelerator.
The car was silent. She looked at the road ahead and asked, "Will it leave a scar?"
Fu Yiqiu leaned his elbow against the car window. He had just taken the blow after carefully assessing its severity, so he knew in his heart, "Maybe he'll stay."
"What?" He turned his head, looked at her and joked with her, "You think I'm ugly after the scar, and you don't want me anymore?"
“…Is it worth it?”
Zhong Yining's eyes were red, and she suddenly whispered, "Fu Yiqiu, is it worth it just for a woman like me?"
It was she who chose to start this wrong marriage, and it was she who first despised her own life and beliefs.
Now she regretted it. Not only had she destroyed the relationship between the two brothers, but she had also let things reach such an irreversible point.
"A woman like you?"
A faint smile slowly appeared on his cold and handsome face. "You mean a woman like you who is so good to me that I would even give up my life for her?"
"Of course it's worth it," he said. "You're my favorite."
She didn't say anything, and the tears that had just stopped flowing suddenly fell down again.
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