Chapter 103 I want to be your woman!
Ji Jiaojiao felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave.
How did Fu Ci Yan see this circle of friends?
It was obvious that what she posted was only visible to Wen Nanxi!
"Brother Yan...I...I don't know, what is this?"
Fu Ciyan's brows showed a hint of impatience, and his voice became cold:
"Jiaojiao, I want to hear the truth."
Ji Jiaojiao's mind raced. It was impossible for her to admit it. If she did, all her little thoughts would be known, and Fu Ci Yan would definitely blame her.
She continued to deny:
"Brother Yan, I really don't know, this photo must have been photoshopped."
Fu Ciyan's patience was almost exhausted, but facing the child he had raised, he suppressed his anger and asked calmly:
"This profile picture is yours, and the hand is yours too. This message was sent on the day you had a fever and I took you home. I fell asleep for no apparent reason. I need an explanation."
Although Fu Ciyan tried his best to calm down, the pressure from him still made Ji Jiaojiao feel cold all over. She felt aggrieved, but seeing that Fu Ciyan hadn't lost his temper yet, she knew that Fu Ciyan still cared about her. She said stubbornly:
"What does this prove? The profile picture could be the same, someone else is using it too, the hands could be photoshopped, and the timing is just a coincidence. Brother Yan, how could you think that of me? I respect you so much, how could I possibly do something that disrespects you!"
She paused, then said with resentment:
"It must be Wen Nanxi's doing. She deliberately did this to alienate the brother-sister relationship between us! It's not like you can't see my Moments, so don't you know whether I posted it or not?"
Fu Ciyan's face darkened. "Did I ever tell you that Nanxi gave me this picture? Ji Jiaojiao, I don't want to hear you lie anymore."
His voice was threatening, and Ji Jiaojiao began to panic:
“I…I…”
Fu Ciyan couldn't hide his disappointment on his face:
"Jiaojiao, I thought I was responsible enough for your teaching. Ever since you came to the Fu family, I've taken care of everything from your food, clothing, housing, and transportation. When your grades weren't good, I dropped my work to tutor you. I've given you enough care and patience. To be honest, I've never been so patient with anyone in my life. But you've disappointed me so much. You didn't learn the principles I taught you, but instead learned to lie and play tricks."
"Brother Yan...I'm not..."
Ji Jiaojiao was completely panicked. Over the years, Fu Ciyan had never spoken to her in such a disappointed tone. She was afraid of losing Fu Ciyan's love and care. She hurried forward and grabbed the corner of Fu Ciyan's clothes, looking up:
"Brother Yan... I admit that I made a mistake because I was possessed by evil spirits. Can you please forgive me..."
Ji Jiaojiao's eyes were red, and her face was full of humility and pleading.
In fact, Ji Jiaojiao and Ji Zhinian are very similar, especially their eyes. Every time Fu Ciyan looks into Ji Jiaojiao's eyes, he always thinks of Ji Zhinian entrusting his son to others before his death and then calmly going to death.
Fu Ci Yan had only seen Ji Zhinian cry once, and that was also the case, with red eyes and choked up begging him to take good care of Ji Jiaojiao after his death, as she was his only sister.
It was also because of this that Fu Ciyan could never be completely cruel to Ji Jiaojiao.
He closed his eyes and said, "Give me an explanation."
Ji Jiaojiao looked at Fu Ciyan's face, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes:
"Because I like you, Fu Ciyan, I love you, and I don't want there to be another woman around you!"
Fu Ciyan suddenly opened his eyes and shook off her hand:
"Ji Jiaojiao, you've grown up now, and you should be responsible for what you said! When you were young, you couldn't tell the difference between family affection and love. I don't blame you, but you're not a child anymore, and you still say such things? You disappoint me so much!"
Ji Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and went a step further:
"I can take responsibility for what I said, Brother Yan. I just love you. I can clearly distinguish between love and family affection. When you rescued me from the abyss, I fell in love with you. In this life, I will marry you!"
Fu Ciyan's face was extremely dark: "Are you crazy? I'm your brother!"
Ji Jiaojiao's eyes were full of stubbornness:
"We're not related by blood, Brother Yan. You're already divorcing Wen Nanxi, so how about I marry you? I know you love me too, otherwise you wouldn't have publicly expressed your feelings after I left the country. I don't care about worldly opinions. I just want to be with you for the rest of my life!"
Fu Ciyan's patience was completely gone. The little girl he had personally taught was so disregarding of worldly ethics. He took two steps back.
"I'll only say this once, Ji Jiaojiao. You are my sister, and only my sister. I don't love you. The one I love from beginning to end is Wen Nanxi, and she will only be my wife."
Ji Jiaojiao's pupils trembled, and two lines of tears flowed down her face. She collapsed and shouted:
"I don't want to be your sister, I want to be your woman!"
Fu Ciyan turned around ruthlessly:
"Put away all your unrealistic fantasies. I won't see you until you face reality. Take care of yourself."
"Brother Yan——"
Ji Jiaojiao's pleading voice sounded behind her, but it did not stop Fu Ci Yan. She stumbled after him and watched Fu Ci Yan get into the car and drive away.
"Brother Yan! Don't leave! I beg you!"
Ji Jiaojiao cried and chased after him, falling all over the dust, but the car didn't show any mercy to her...
…
Wen Nanxi slept soundly that night, but she woke up early because she was worried about going to go through the divorce procedures today.
After going downstairs, I found that Fu Ci Yan was already preparing breakfast.
He was still wearing the same navy blue shirt he wore yesterday, with his sleeves rolled up, skillfully frying eggs in the pan.
Seeing Wen Nanxi coming downstairs, he smiled:
"Are you up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Wen Nanxi could see that his smile was forced. His face looked a little depressed, his hair was drooping, and there was a dark circle under his eyes.
He usually kept himself neat and tidy, but today Wen Nanxi actually saw bluish-gray stubble on his chin.
"You didn't sleep all night?"
Fu Ciyan pursed his lips and said, "I can't sleep much."
After he came back yesterday, he sat at the door of Wen Nanxi's bedroom all night. He didn't want to sleep, and he couldn't sleep.
The first half of his life was stable and smooth. Although he experienced some twists and turns, it was generally successful.
But this year, he messed up a lot of things.
Ji Jiaojiao's feelings for him, and his feelings for Wen Nanxi.
What a mess.
Wen Nanxi didn't know what to say. It seemed like she should be concerned, but she couldn't quite bring herself to say it, so she just nodded.
"I've already checked out the WeChat Moments incident. Ji Jiaojiao took the video while I was asleep. There was something wrong with the water she prepared for me that day, so I was sleeping so soundly that I didn't notice. I'm sorry for making you sad."
Wen Nanxi's heart was calm: "It's all in the past, it doesn't matter. Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now. I have all the documents ready."
Fu Ciyan became even more depressed and placed the prepared sandwich in front of Wen Nanxi:
"Let's go after we eat, okay?"
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