He coldly rebuked me.
After saying that, he turned his back on me with a cold expression and walked towards the balcony.
He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook one out, and put it in his mouth.
Recalling his words, my chest heaved, and my nose gradually stung. I walked towards his tall figure.
"Fu Yanshen! You're the dog! Aren't you doing just fine? You look much better now than you did two years ago! You're charming a bunch of rich heiresses and socialites wherever you go!" My tone was both angry and sour.
Fu Yanshen ignored me, only giving a seemingly cold snort as he continued to puff on his cigarette.
I clenched my fists. "Yes, even if I'm presumptuous and feel good about myself for what I've done for you, and I haven't done anything to deserve it, you can't trample on my sincerity towards you!"
"Besides, when you, you dog, donated your heart to Old Master Ye behind my back, did you even ask me? You were just doing it on your own!"
Seeing that he still wouldn't pay attention to me, I simply jumped up, grabbed the back of his head and pulled hard on his black hair.
He's a real dog!
As I was mentally complaining, I unconsciously frowned and stared intently at his hair.
"Fu Yanshen, your hair, let me see, what's wrong with it..." I moved closer to him, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out my arm to scratch his hair.
Fu Yanshen tilted his head, trying to avoid me.
I had already parted a section of his hair with my hand, and I could see that his hair, which looked jet black and shiny, had white roots, and was less than a centimeter long.
This length must be from a recent growth.
Therefore, his black hair is the result of dyeing.
“Fu Yanshen, your hair has turned completely white…” I murmured.
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