Chapter 102: Missed it, missed it
There were two candles lit on the dining table, with long wax dripping from them, and the food had already gone cold.
Fu Ciyan heard the voice, raised his head, saw Wen Nanxi, and said softly:
"You're back? Are you hungry? I'll go heat up some food."
Wen Nanxi changed into slippers and said in a somewhat indifferent voice:
"No, I'm not very hungry. No need to bother."
When she saw the strawberry bear cake, she understood what was going on.
Unfortunately, her birthday has passed a long time ago, and it is too late to do these things now.
Fu Ciyan seemed to have slept for a while, his eyes were still a little hazy, and there were marks on his face from his sleeves. He took Wen Nanxi's bag:
"Eat a little, at least a piece of cake."
Wen Nanxi shook her head and refused, wanting to go upstairs, but Fu Ciyan grabbed her hand. There was a hint of earnestness in his eyes:
"I was wrong to miss your birthday last time. At least give me a chance to make it up to you."
When talking about what happened last time, Wen Nanxi couldn't help but feel a little touched.
"What's missed is missed. Not everything has a chance to come back."
Fu Ciyan insisted: "I haven't read the divorce agreement yet, let's eat first, okay?"
Fu Ci Yan knew how to control Wen Nanxi. He had originally planned to go upstairs to rest, but after hearing him mention the divorce agreement, he ended up having no choice but to sit at the dining table.
Fu Ci Yan noticed that Wen Nanxi had no appetite, so he didn't heat up the food. Instead, he put birthday candles on the cake, turned around, took a crown and put it on Wen Nanxi's head.
It’s not the paper crown given by cake shops, but a real diamond crown, priceless.
It feels a bit heavy when worn on her head. She is dressed very casually today, and it doesn't match the crown at all.
But Fu Ciyan still said in admiration: "My baby is so beautiful."
Wen Nanxi didn't know what to say, and stretched his neck stiffly:
"What about the divorce agreement?"
Fu Ciyan declined: "Why rush? You can't run away. Blow out the candles first."
He turned off the lights and the candlelight flickered. Although there was no music, it had a different feeling.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
Wen Nanxi: ...
So embarrassing!
You are about to get divorced, why are you still doing this?
After the birthday song was finished, Fu Ciyan pulled her and said, "Hurry, make a wish."
Wen Nanxi clasped her hands together and said, "I hope the divorce goes smoothly."
The candle went out very quickly, but Wen Nanxi blew it out with all her might.
Fu Ciyan was silent for a moment: "It won't work if I say it out loud."
It definitely won’t work.
Wen Nanxi complained that he was childish.
Then she let him cut the cake and took a small bite symbolically, feeling a little impatient:
"That's enough. I need to look at the divorce agreement. It's already late."
Fu Ciyan ate with gusto:
"As expected, it's the cake you chose. It's really delicious. It's a pity that I didn't get to eat it last time."
Wen Nanxi didn't think it was a pity, but that didn't stop her from scolding Fu Ciyan:
"What's a pity? Weren't you taking care of Ji Jiaojiao that day? Since you chose her, you can't have both."
Fu Ciyan recalled what happened that day:
"I felt very strange that day, too. Jiaojiao was sick, and I sent her to the apartment so I could come back and celebrate your birthday. But for some reason I felt very sleepy, and when I woke up it was already past midnight."
Wen Nanxi just thought it was an excuse:
"It's so tiring to take care of someone. We've already held hands. Fu Ciyan, please return the wedding ring to me. After all, I designed it. I don't want you to wear it and hold someone else's hand."
Fu Ciyan was puzzled: "What do you mean by holding hands?"
Wen Nanxi frowned: "You dare to do it but not to take responsibility for it. Don't think I don't know anything. I didn't say anything just to save your face and avoid making things look bad."
Fu Ciyan: "Then tell me, there has to be a crime for a death sentence. After all, I've been waiting for you for so long. I've been cooking these dishes since I came back, and you haven't even eaten a single bite."
The more he talked about this, the angrier Wen Nanxi became:
"You've been waiting for a long time, but didn't I wait for you for a long time? You said you were coming back, and I started preparing the dishes in the evening. I waited for you until my stomach ached, but what about you? You were showing off your affection with Ji Jiaojiao!"
Fu Ciyan was a little surprised and confused: "You mean... you also prepared food for me that day?"
Wen Nanxi sneered: "Yes, I waited for you until late at night, until the food was cold, until I had a stomachache and went to the hospital for an IV drip.
Do you know how desperate I was when I saw the photo of you and Ji Jiaojiao holding hands? Or why should you just stop making me wait? Why should I be bullied by you like this? Fu Ciyan, you are going too far.
Fu Ciyan grasped the key point: "What hand-holding photo?"
Wen Nanxi watched her pretending and felt more and more sarcastic. He found the screenshot of the Moments from Baidu Cloud and sent it to Fu Ci Yan.
Her habit of saving things came in handy.
"Look for yourself, is this you? Don't try to fool me with lies like you're asleep. I don't believe it!"
After saying that, Wen Nanxi turned and went upstairs, not wanting to say another word to Fu Ci Yan.
After Fu Ci Yan read it, his eyes were filled with surprise.
When did you get this photo?
The ground was indeed his hand, but he had no impression of it at all.
Not to mention Ji Jiaojiao’s ambiguous caption.
"Nanxi! Nanxi, wait for me, I can explain it to you!"
He finally understood why Wen Nanxi was so disappointed in him. It turned out that so many misunderstandings had occurred in places he didn't know about.
Wen Nanxi was extremely annoyed. He slammed the door shut and buried his head in the quilt again.
Fu Ciyan knocked on the door:
"Nanxi, listen to me, I really didn't know about this. There's nothing going on between Ji Jiaojiao and me. That day...that day I didn't know you were waiting for me at home. I asked Mrs. Yu, and she said you left with a strange man in the evening. That's why I was angry and didn't communicate with you. I'm sorry, Nanxi, can you please respond to me?"
Wen Nanxi buried his head tightly, but he heard all those words.
But she didn't want to listen. There were surveillance cameras in the living room, and he only needed to take a look to know the whole story.
But he didn't. He listened to a nanny and blamed all the mistakes on her.
Why?
Fu Ci Yan waited at the door for a long time. He knew that Wen Nanxi didn't want to pay attention to her, so he finally went to the study and turned on the surveillance.
He saw it all.
I saw Wen Nanxi busy preparing dinner, I saw Wen Nanxi specially buy strawberry bear cake, I saw Wen Nanxi fall asleep while waiting, and then woke up by stomachache.
He also saw Wen Nanxi see that circle of friends, and ate the cold food in despair. In the end, he almost fainted from stomach pain and went to the hospital alone.
How desperate she must be...
After suppressing the moisture in his eyes, Fu Ci Yan went out and came to Ji Jiaojiao's apartment.
Ji Jiaojiao hadn't slept yet and was very surprised when she saw Fu Ci Yan.
But Fu Ciyan coldly raised his phone and asked her, "What does this circle of friends mean?"
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