"At least you, Miss, have some self-awareness," he teased me. "You, Sheng Qiaoqiao, can't compare to my... career."
"
As he spoke the last sentence, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his eyes gradually became resolute.
As soon as the words left his lips, his expression returned to its usual cold indifference.
He let go of me and walked towards the dressing room.
That's right, this is the Fu Yanshen I knew in my past life.
Sober, detached, and single-mindedly devoted to his career.
As for me, after Shi Jin appeared and I discovered that he had used me as a substitute and a plaything, and after he had imprisoned me for so many days, I finally woke up completely.
This time, no one can stop me from divorcing Fu Yanshen!
...
Feeling the sunshine and breeze again, breathing in the fresh air, and looking at the vibrant green scenery before me, I almost burst into tears.
"Ah Shen, have a safe trip. Give me a call once you land."
Beside him, a woman in a loose white dress with ink-wash painting-like details stood in front of Fu Yanshen and spoke to him gently.
As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe to straighten his tie knot and dusted off his suit jacket.
It's like a gentle and considerate wife giving instructions to her husband who's going on a long trip.
"Smoke less and drink less. If you can avoid drinking, then don't drink at all. You still need to continue taking medication for your back injury."
"Ah Shen, please take good care of yourself and don't worry about me."
I couldn't listen to it anymore, so I strode towards the black Rolls-Royce.
I wish so much that Fu Yanshen would divorce me, get out of Shengshi, and never see me again for the rest of his life for the sake of this considerate and gentle white moonlight!
Along the way, I looked out the car window at the dilapidated and backward scenery of northern Myanmar, and thought about what I had experienced these past few days, as if I had gone through a long and agonizing life.
...
The flight arrived at Beijing Capital International Airport on time at 3 p.m. Before I even left the gate, I could feel the chill and dryness of late autumn in Beijing.
I instinctively shrank my neck and crossed my arms over my chest.
When I set off from northern Myanmar, I was only wearing a silk shirt and high-waisted wide-leg pants.
At that moment, a warm and calming feeling enveloped me, mixed with a hint of the crisp scent of cedarwood in the base notes.
Fu Yanshen draped his trench coat over my shoulders.
Suddenly, a flash of light illuminated my eyes, and I noticed that a large group of reporters had arrived outside the turnstile, with photographers snapping pictures of us from behind.
No wonder he was being so kind as to put on a show when he draped his coat over me.
Were these reporters also summoned by him?
The man's rough, large hand grasped mine, and he led me out of the turnstile. Bodyguards blocked the reporters from entering for us.
"Mr. Fu, Ms. Sheng, did you encounter any danger in northern Myanmar?"
"I heard that Miss Sheng was kidnapped, and you, Mr. Fu, arrived in time to rescue her, is that right?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu and his wife are not available for an interview. As you can see, they are safe and sound..."
His assistant, Lin Xiao, helped him deal with the reporters.
We got into his Maybach.
As soon as I got in the car, I tossed his trench coat aside, closed my eyes to rest, and pondered how to bring up the topic of divorce with my parents again.
Fu Yanshen didn't even enter my house, nor did he get out of the car. After dropping me off, he drove away.
“This Fu Yanshen is getting more and more outrageous… How can he be such a son-in-law?” His mother was very dissatisfied with his attitude and behavior. After entering the house, she frowned and scolded him.
"Say less. Qiaoqiao offended the police in northern Myanmar this time, and it was Yan Shen who stepped in to resolve it. His background is beyond my comprehension!"
"From now on, our Sheng family will be relying on him. He has the right to be arrogant."
Dad started criticizing Mom again because of Fu Yanshen.
"Dad, do you know how Fu Yanshen treated me?" I said, unbuttoning the pearl buttons on my shirt cuffs and extending my wrist to my father.
Thinking of the grievances I suffered at Fu Yanshen's hands, and in front of my loving parents, my nose tingled and tears welled up in my eyes.
I was their precious little princess, whom they cherished and raised, yet I was so mistreated and humiliated by Fu Yanshen.
My parents were shocked when they saw the deep red marks on my wrists.
"Qiaoqiao, what did Fu Yanshen do to you?!" Mom asked excitedly.
"Qiaoqiao, did Fu Yanshen hit you?!" Dad's face turned ashen.
“Dad…Mom…” Thinking of my past life, I felt even more distressed. “Fu Yanshen had another woman in his heart, who was his white moonlight. He still treated me as a substitute for that woman!”
“He has always treated me like a plaything… During the few days in northern Myanmar, he imprisoned me… Dad, Mom, I really can’t take it anymore. Please let me divorce him, okay?”
I pleaded and cried.
My father looked shocked when he heard what I said, and my mother also looked astonished.
"Qiaoqiao, is what you said true?"
I nodded repeatedly.
Dad took a deep breath, and I was afraid he would have a heart attack from the shock. Fortunately, he just sat down on the sofa.
“If it weren’t for Sinan’s help in creating a big news story, Fu Yanshen would still be keeping me locked up right now, and his white moonlight is in northern Myanmar.”
“Dad, I know. He is a key minister of this prosperous era. Without him, the prosperous era will not be able to survive.” I knelt down in front of my father.
"But have you ever considered that he doesn't respect me as his wife at all, and he's arrogant and rude to you and Mom? As his power in Shengshi grows, will he still care about the Sheng family? I'm afraid that in the end, Shengshi will even change its surname to Fu!"
I said again.
If things continue like this, the golden age will eventually belong to Fu Yanshen.
In his past life, he was an ingrate.
"Qiaoqiao, why didn't you tell us this when you mentioned divorce last time? I thought you were just a spoiled brat who would easily get bored!" Dad looked at me with pity in his eyes.
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