I felt neither moved nor touched.
A feeling of nausea churned in my stomach, and the physical discomfort left me no time to ponder Fu Yanshen's motives.
All my attention was focused on finding a trash can.
My eyes fell on the silver trash can, I covered my mouth, broke free from Mu Ye, and ran over to it.
After getting drunk, I felt dizzy and lightheaded, my steps unsteady as if I were walking on soft cotton. I stumbled and fell onto the trash can, then vomited with a "whoosh."
I came to the social gathering on an empty stomach tonight, and I barely ate anything. I vomited mostly acidic fluid, and my stomach was burning with pain.
"Sister Qiao, are you alright?" Mu Ye gently patted my back, his voice filled with concern.
Oh no, I feel terrible.
My stomach was empty, but I still felt nauseous. My face was burning with pain, and I felt dizzy and lightheaded.
I blinked hard to wipe away the tears that were about to spill, and shook my head. "It's okay, let's go."
I had only taken two steps when my legs went weak and I was about to fall. Muye caught me just in time, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around his narrow waist.
"Shall I hold you?"
The boy's gentle voice came from above. I looked up and met Mu Ye's eyes, which were full of concern.
"Okay." I agreed without thinking.
Tonight's dinner party was a double torture for me, both physically and mentally. I am now completely exhausted.
Makino bent down, about to pick me up horizontally, when suddenly my body was pulled by a brute force. My feet were dangling in the air, and as the world spun around me, a cold, handsome face entered my field of vision.
Fu Yanshen picked me up in his arms before Mu Ye could.
"Let go of... me!" I struggled to resist.
He ignored me, expressionless, and carried me down the hotel corridor.
"Sister Qiao!"
Makino called to me, but his voice grew softer and softer.
I struggled for a long time in Fu Yanshen's arms, but to no avail. I could only let him hold me as we got into his car.
The spacious Maybach trunk was brightly lit. I slumped into the leather seats, my cheeks burning and throbbing, my mouth dry and bitter.
"Drink water."
I opened my eyes as I heard the man's deep, magnetic voice.
Fu Yanshen held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, the bottle opening right next to my lips, and the mechanical watch on his wrist emitted a cold metallic luster.
He sat in the seat next to me, dressed in a suit and tie, exuding an air of aloofness and superiority, like a king.
As for me, my face was swollen like a pig's head, and I reeked of cigarettes and alcohol. I was still a fake heiress who could be manipulated and ridiculed by everyone.
Thinking about how I was caught red-handed in such a mess tonight, I didn't want to stay in front of him for another second, so I stood up, supporting myself on the armrests of the chair.
In the past, although I was at a disadvantage in front of him, I was at least still a proud young lady.
Now... I feel both pathetic and humble in his presence.
Just as I stood up, the man pulled me down to sit.
"hiss……"
The icy sensation suddenly touched my burning cheeks, and I gasped.
"Hold on." Fu Yanshen grabbed my hand and pressed it against the ice cube wrapped in a towel.
He then applied a cold compress to my other cheek.
I turned my head to the side, staring at him through blurry vision.
He was staring at me blankly, his deep black eyes sparkling with tiny starlight, faintly revealing...heartache?
I blinked, and my vision cleared, allowing me to see his expression clearly.
The man had a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he were mocking me.
"If I remember correctly, the assets I gave you in the divorce settlement are enough for you to squander until you're old. Why are you still going out to socialize? Are you deliberately looking for trouble?" He sneered, his chilling tone full of sarcasm.
I only recently discovered while sorting through my assets that he gave me 1 billion yuan in assets during the divorce. His idea was that I could live off these assets and not need to work.
I mortgaged and sold all those assets to get cash for my parents' emergency needs.
"What I do is none of your business," I retorted coldly, looking away.
"hiss……"
He seemed very dissatisfied with my attitude, pressing hard on the ice. I gasped in pain, gritting my teeth to endure it.
He let go.
"You're still thinking about helping your adoptive parents? How foolish, they're not even their biological children..." The man's mocking voice rang out again, tinged with a cold laugh.
Upon hearing this, I turned and glared at him.
"They raised me for 26 years!" I retorted excitedly. "Unlike you, ungrateful wretch! You climbed the social ladder by relying on the Sheng family and now you repay kindness with enmity! You heartless ingrate!"
Thinking that the Sheng family's current predicament is all thanks to him, I became even more furious.
Fu Yanshen curled his lips into a sneer, showing no shame whatsoever.
“Ah Shen did all this for me.” Just then, a gentle female voice came from the car door.
A delicate aroma wafts in, a blend of the mellow fragrance of oolong tea and the slightly bitter scent of bergamot.
Tranquil and elegant, deep and warm.
Shi Jin.
Seeing her filled me with mixed feelings, a tangled mess of emotions that festered into a lump of resentment stuck in my chest.
She sat down in the seat opposite me, her eyes, both spirited and charming, scrutinizing me.
"Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry. Last time I did a live stream, it was a reaction I had to take after being cyberbullied and doxxed. I really didn't expect it would bring up your background."
Shi Jin looked at me with pity in her eyes, and her tone sounded sincere, but I felt that she was deliberately reopening my wounds.
"What are you pretending to be a good person for? You deserve to be cyberbullied." I said coldly, without giving her a kind look.
Last time she used photos of herself and Beichen in bed to slander us. After being proven wrong, she suffered cyberbullying. Didn't she deserve it? What's there to complain about?
Shi Jin looked at me with a hurt expression, then looked at Fu Yanshen.
"You're helping her get revenge on the Sheng family because of this? She deceived Bei Chen's feelings, faked a pregnancy and asked Bei Chen for a million..." I remembered what Shi Jin had said when she got into the car, and turned to look at Fu Yanshen.
I stopped before I could finish speaking.
No matter how scummy Shi Jin was, in his heart, he was still as pure and flawless as moonlight.
"Did Sheng Beichen tell you this about me?" Shi Jin raised her lips, a mocking smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with tears. "I really was pregnant. He forced me to have an abortion. Do you know how he... how he got rid of my child?"
“He performed the abortion on me himself… The wound got infected… I even had my uterus removed… And what about his mother? Do you know how she treated me? She sold me to northern Myanmar… I was living a life worse than death there…” Shi Jin became increasingly agitated, her words becoming incoherent and her voice trembling.
Listening to her words, I only felt absurdity and kept shaking my head.
"Jin'er, stop talking."
Fu Yanshen then stood up, sat down in the seat next to her, and gently advised her.
"Ah Shen..." Shi Jin looked at him and called out in a hoarse voice, throwing herself into his arms.
Fu Yanshen hugged her from behind, gently patting her back to soothe her.
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