He said in the most indifferent tone, "I will give you an answer as soon as possible."
Gu Yuan smiled and defended himself: "It's not about giving me an answer. You were the one who proposed the divorce, and I drafted the agreement. You are the one who needs to give an answer to yourself."
Ask yourself whether you dare to sign, and whether you will sign.
Fu Hange didn't quite understand Gu Yuan's words, silently cursing him in her heart, and then said, "Then I will send you the signed agreement as soon as possible tomorrow."
Gu Yuan's smile faded slightly, and he narrowed his eyes: "In that case, why not sign here?"
Fu Hange remained calm and composed. "This concerns my family's business, so I need to consider it carefully. Please give me some time, Mr. Gu."
"Okay, I hope you won't disappoint me tomorrow."
Fu Hange left quickly, taking the agreement with her.
He was deliberately putting her in a difficult position, trying to see which she would choose between personal gain and marriage.
Fu Hange wasn't in a hurry to go home. Instead, she wandered the streets for the entire afternoon. Even if she did go back, where could she go? Where was her home?
She was like a withered blade of grass, defeated by reality, leaving only yellowed leaves, hoping only to live out the rest of her days in a quiet and uneventful way.
Fu Hange walked from afternoon until night. The night wind at 11 p.m. was cold and biting against her face, but she seemed not to feel it and continued to walk forward, not knowing how far she was going or where she was going.
She was oblivious to everything around her, so much so that she didn't even notice a car following behind her.
When the last car came up in front of her and blocked her way, she finally realized what was happening.
The light made it hard for her to open her eyes. The intense light suddenly pierced her eyeballs, and Fu Hange covered her eyes with her hands in pain.
She squinted and asked, "Who?"
Soon someone got out of the car. Only after seeing who it was did Fu Hange realize that it was Fu Chengyi, the Fu Chengyi who would still be behind her even if she hurt him a thousand times.
"Come home with me," he said calmly.
Although spoken softly, the words contained boundless energy, as if they were meant to contend with the entire universe.
Fu Hange pulled her hand away from his and turned around, saying, "I can't go back with you."
"Why?"
Fu Hange pursed her lips: "Because I'm not worth you doing this, and more importantly... I don't love you."
"But I don't care."
"But I do care. I don't need anyone's charity, you understand? I don't want to owe you any more, it would make my conscience uneasy."
She seemed to be in a hurry; she spoke with a slight wheezing and her brows furrowed.
Fu Chengyi took a step closer to her and gently tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her head.
"Get in the car!"
Without saying a word, Fu Cheng shoved her inside and sped away, slamming on the gas.
Finally, the car stopped in front of Fu Chengyi's villa. Fu Hange was reluctant to get out of the car and stayed inside, saying, "Let me go back."
"You'd better not stay at that hotel. It's safer to stay at my place." He changed the subject.
"But I don't like staying at other people's houses, so why don't you take me back?"
Fu Chengyi stood at the car door, "If you want to know the truth about the plagiarism incident, come with me."
He's threatening her!
Fu Hange suddenly perked up. Even if she stayed at his house, it wouldn't be a big deal. Besides, since he had news, she wanted to hear it too.
Then, Fu Hange followed Fu Chengyi inside.
His home is decorated in a very simple style, with white as the basic color throughout and very few bright colors.
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