His tall frame pressed against me like a wall, and he opened his arms to hug me, his back arched, his chin resting on my shoulder.
She's clinging to me again...
I raised my fist, wanting to punch him.
"Qiaoqiao, I have insomnia every night, I can't sleep..."
Listening to his mumbling, seemingly dependent and coquettish voice, my fist froze in mid-air; in the end, I couldn't bring myself to hit him.
“If you can’t sleep, go to bed now, or take sleeping pills,” I scolded him.
"I've been taking more and more sleeping pills, and I've developed a resistance to them. They don't work anymore," he muttered again.
Hearing his words, my heart clenched. "What's the point of holding me..."
I can only fall asleep while holding you.
His voice was low, and he took another deep breath of my breath, his body becoming even heavier, pressing down on me so much that I almost fell forward.
"Fu Yanshen, go lie down first."
I patted the back of his hand and said with difficulty.
But I could hear his soft snoring beside me…
He actually fell asleep like that.
I finally managed to push him onto the bed. As soon as I got up, he woke up with a start, pulled me back into a bear hug, and fell soundly asleep.
She fell asleep almost instantly; she didn't seem like someone who suffered from insomnia at all.
However, the dark blue color under his eyes doesn't lie. I also remember that he was taking sleeping pills before we divorced.
It's true that taking too many sleeping pills can lead to tolerance. After my miscarriage, I needed sleeping pills to fall asleep for over a year, and I kept taking more and more...
I took a deep breath, exhaling the tightness in my chest. Before me was Fu Yanshen's handsome yet haggard sleeping face, his brow relaxed, looking like he was sleeping soundly and peacefully.
Looking down, the scar tissue was faintly visible through the neckline of the pajamas.
My nose stung, and that feeling of frustration welled up inside me again.
If he hadn't chosen to trade his heart for revenge, our child would be walking by now, and I wouldn't always have to worry about his health.
worry?
I don't care about him at all!
If you don't want him, you won't have to worry about him!
I pried his hands off and tried to get up, but as soon as I shook off his arm, he clung to me again. "Qiaoqiao, don't go...you're mine."
Even when asleep, he's still so domineering.
Just then, my phone rang in my bag. I managed to reach it and take it out.
It was Beichen calling.
"Sis, aren't you home? I bought you some late-night snacks."
"Beichen, I'm not home, I'm still out."
"Qiaoqiao...don't tell him." Fu Yanshen, who was sleeping soundly, actually heard me and reached out to snatch my phone.
"Sis, who are you with?"
Bei Chen's tone sounded a bit serious.
"Ah... um..."
Just then, Fu Yanshen kissed me. I struggled against him, but he still teased me, acting like a spoiled brat.
"Fu Yanshen!" I said irritably.
I got him so drunk that he calmed down, and I gave him a hard push, and he sat up.
"Why are you with him?" Bei Chen's tone was clearly displeased.
"You injured his heart that night, so I came to check on him. It's so late, you should go back and rest. I don't eat late-night snacks."
"He deserved to be injured. Why did you go to see him? Which hospital is he in? I'll come pick you up."
"Beichen—" Before I could finish speaking, he had already hung up.
He sounded angry, and there was a hint of domineering in his tone.
It looks like they really will come looking for me.
I got up to leave, but Fu Yanshen pulled me back, and I couldn't move.
He was fast asleep, and I waited for a long time, but Beichen didn't come to find me.
Hospitals generally don't allow visitors at night, so he was probably blocked outside.
It was late at night, and I fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, it was almost dawn. I was finally able to break free from Fu Yanshen to wash up, put on his pajamas, and go back to the ward to take a nap.
The next morning, my assistant Mengmeng brought me my clothes. Just as I changed, Lin Xiao brought me breakfast.
"Mr. Fu, Ms. Sheng, the engineers analyzed that it was AI voice simulation that was used to answer that phone call."
Lin Xiao also brought his investigation results.
After hearing his explanation, I was incredulous. "How does this work?"
"It's very simple. Just install AI voice software on another phone. When a call comes in, open the software and let the AI respond."
Lin Xiao then explained to me that when he called me that day, someone answered the phone for me, and even used an AI on the phone to answer it.
"Can the AI's voice sound exactly the same as mine?" I asked, my scalp tingling.
Lin Xiao: "Of course it can be done. AI technology is very mature now. Mr. Fu started investing more than two years ago."
So, who secretly answered my call and deliberately made Fu Yanshen misunderstand me?
My goal is to make him hate me and give up on me?
What really gave me the creeps was that the person answered the phone for me without me even noticing.
With Shi Jin dead, what woman could possibly want Fu Yanshen?
That Ye An'an?
That's unlikely; she's already fallen for Fu Yanshen.
"What are you thinking about? Eat first." Fu Yanshen ruffled my hair, interrupting my thoughts.
I snapped out of my daze and gave him a disdainful look. "Another unwanted romantic interest from who-knows-where."
Fu Yanshen raised an eyebrow, his deep black eyes flickering a few times before he seemed to understand, and said, "That person touched your phone; it was your rotten love interest who did it."
His tone was low and somber.
"My bad luck with women?" I retorted, amused.
"What, you still have plenty of bad romantic prospects?" he said sourly.
"You mean Song Sinan, the heartthrob? He's a real gentleman," I retorted, then muttered, "You're the worst..."
That bastard hurt me the most, he hurt me for two lifetimes, and he still has the nerve to call others bad romantic prospects.
After I finished speaking, his aura changed noticeably; he became gloomy and fell silent.
It seems like she's angry with me.
He didn't speak, and I didn't say anything either, just continued eating my breakfast.
After I finished eating, I tidied up and prepared to go to the company.
When I get back to the office, I need to check the security footage to see if anyone has touched my phone.
Fu Yanshen, who had been looking gloomy, hooked the collar of my trench coat from behind.
"Sheng Beichen is no good person. You'd better stay away from him."
Hearing this, I frowned. "What's wrong with Beichen? Are you prejudiced against him because of Ms. Dai or Shi Jin?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his brow furrowing gently. "Prejudice?"
"When Shi Jin was pregnant, Sheng Beichen aborted the child himself without even going to the hospital, which led to a uterine infection... Even if Shi Jin is not a good person, Sheng Beichen's actions are still outrageous."
"I asked Beichen about what you're talking about a couple of days ago, and he told me that Ms. Dai was responsible for Shi Jin's miscarriage. Given Ms. Dai's controlling nature, I believe it was indeed her doing. Beichen wouldn't do something so heinous," I said calmly as I pondered.
Hearing my words, Fu Yanshen frowned deeply. "You trust him that much?"
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