Chapter 116 I Should Atone for My Sins to You in Person
Secretary Jin said a lot, but Fu Quezhou didn't respond at all. If she didn't know he was still alive, she would have thought he was dead because of his lifeless look.
Secretary Jin felt somewhat disappointed with him. Seeing him look so lifeless, she felt angry and distressed.
In the past, he was indeed afraid of Fu Quezhou's tyranny, but now Fu Quezhou was like a toothless tiger, and he became bolder.
He said unhappily, "Don't expect me to clean up this mess for you. I'm just a secretary."
"If you really feel sorry for Mr. Su, then cheer up and take up the responsibilities you should take."
After hearing these words, the lifeless Fu Quezhou finally moved.
He pressed the corners of the urn into his chest, as if it were embedding into his ribs.
These days he falls asleep with the urn in his arms every night, chatting with it just like before.
He even stubbornly believed that as long as he continued talking to the urn, Su Yumian had not left.
At this moment, he chuckled against the cold urn, "Mianmian, this guy is very noisy, isn't he? I'll kick him out."
As he said that, he got up from the ground, grabbed Secretary Jin by the back of her collar, and dragged her out, then pushed her out the door with force.
"Mr. Fu, Fu..."
"Bang!"
The bedroom door slammed shut, locking Secretary Jin outside.
He said everything he could, both good and bad, but the man remained unmoved. He angrily shouted into the bedroom, "Do you think you're atoning for your sins? Do you think Su Yumian will forgive you if you do this? You're dreaming!"
When Fu Quezhou heard this, he stopped in his tracks. Secretary Jin's words were like sharp thorns, piercing the truth that he was unwilling to face.
After a moment of silence, he moved again, picked up the urn and placed it on the bed, and Fu Quezhou lay down on his side.
Caressing her gently, she said, "Secretary Jin is right. You must be resentful of me, so you don't want to come and see me in your dreams even once."
"I am a sinner and should atone for my sins to you personally..."
He paused, hugged the urn tightly, and whispered softly, "Mianmian, I miss you so much, please wait for me."
Finally, he covered the urn with a quilt and Fu Quezhou reluctantly got out of bed and left.
Secretary Jin leaned against the door and listened for a while, and the room fell silent again.
Just as he was anxiously preparing to say something to provoke him, the bedroom door opened.
Secretary Jin was stunned. Looking at Fu Quezhou standing at the door, he opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Fu..."
"What happened at the company?"
Fu Quezhou asked with a cold face, like a puppet with a soul forcibly injected into it.
His clothes were wrinkled and his pupils were like two dry wells, empty and lifeless.
Seeing him like this, Secretary Jin felt a pang of pain in her heart.
"No, nothing serious happened. I just need you to review some documents, and your presence is also needed for the subsequent cooperation with REG Company."
Secretary Jin quickly told him the upcoming work schedule one by one, while stealing glances at Fu Quezhou's expression while speaking.
While listening to Secretary Jin's work report, Fu Quezhou went to the cloakroom and changed into a clean and well-fitting suit.
He also went to the bathroom to shave, and he seemed to have returned to his former capable appearance.
Then he went to the study, opened the drawer, took something out and put it in his pocket before going out.
Secretary Jin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he seemed to have cheered up.
He hurried to drive the car, and after getting in, Secretary Jin asked, "Mr. Fu, are we going to the company now?"
Fu Quezhou didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked out the window, his eyes dull as he murmured, "I guess... he won't forgive me either."
Secretary Jin was stunned. "What?"
Fu Quezhou retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Nothing, let's go to your house first."
Secretary Jin fell silent. What was coming would come and there was no way to avoid it.
More than ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of Secretary Jin's house, and Secretary Jin took out the key to open the door.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Father Su walked out of the bedroom and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Jin is back. What did you see today..."
But Su's father's words came to an abrupt end after he saw Fu Quezhou.
After being stunned for a moment, he glanced behind him and asked, "Why are you alone? Where is Mianmian?"
Fu Quezhou remained silent and walked straight into the house. When Su's father came back to him, he slowly knelt down.
His sudden kneeling startled Father Su, who took a step back and asked, "What are you doing?"
“…Uncle, I’m sorry for you and Mianmian.”
Fu Quezhou lowered his head, his voice trembling and hoarse, as if an invisible big hand was strangling his throat.
Father Su looked at him blankly, then looked up at Secretary Jin. Seeing that he was also frowning, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
He lowered his voice and asked, "What happened? Where's Mianmian?"
At this point, Fu Quezhou no longer intended to hide anything and told Su's father all the wrong things he had done.
When Father Su heard what kind of life Su Yumian had been living with Fu Quezhou, his heart suddenly ached, and he looked at Fu Quezhou with hatred in his eyes.
When he heard that Su Yumian had committed suicide by jumping into the sea not long ago, his eyes went dark and he staggered backwards.
Fu Quezhou was afraid that he would fall, so he quickly stood up and helped him sit down on the sofa, then knelt down again.
He slammed his knees against the cold stone slabs, the dull sound mixed with the sobs in his throat, "Uncle... I'm sorry for you..."
“Bang!”
Father Su raised his hand and slapped Fu Quezhou hard in the face. Father Su used all his strength in this slap, causing Fu Quezhou to fall to the side uncontrollably.
This was what he had to endure, so he didn't even make a sound and just stood up and knelt down again.
Father Su's face was filled with rage, his eyes were red as he grabbed Fu Quezhou's collar and yelled at him.
"You just say sorry and that's it?"
"That's my son! That's a life! You forced him to jump into the sea, why don't you just die?!!"
Mr. Su had never been so furious before. As a father, how could he not be angry when he learned that his son was threatened and finally chose to commit suicide?
Fu Quezhou was grabbed by the collar by Su's father, causing him to be unable to breathe and his face turned red, but he did not resist and allowed Su's father to vent his anger on him.
Then, he took out a revolver from his pocket, stuffed it into Su's father's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will pay for Mianmian's life."
The sudden appearance of the pistol scared Su's father and Secretary Jin.
Secretary Jin stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu, when will you..."
"Jin Chenghuan, don't worry about it."
Fu Quezhou interrupted him, then looked at Su's father with a sincere look in his eyes and said, "It's true that I love Mianmian, and it's also true that I hurt him, so now that you have the opportunity to avenge your son, I will never resist."
As he spoke, he held Su's father's hand and pointed the gun at his heart.
"Mr. Fu..."
Secretary Jin stepped forward to stop them, but was stopped by Fu Quezhou with a gesture.
He looked at Father Su and urged, "Uncle, please shoot. This will allow me to personally atone for my sins to Mianmian."
Father Su's hand holding the gun was shaking violently, and it was unclear whether he was angry or afraid.
He let go of Fu Quezhou's collar, slowly tightened his hand holding the gun, and pulled the trigger with his finger.
Seeing this, Fu Quezhou raised his head and slowly closed his eyes, with even a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips.
He finally doesn't have to endure living alone anymore...
However, he waited for a long time, but Father Su did not pull the trigger.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Father Su looking at him with a complicated expression.
Father Su's hands were shaking violently, and he pointed the gun at Fu Quezhou's heart several times and then moved it away.
Finally, he threw the gun to the ground and roared at Fu Quezhou, "Do you think that if you die, Mianmian will come back?"
"You refused to let him go when Mianmian was alive, and now you want to tarnish even his posthumous reputation?!"
"I'll kill you and let you continue to harm my son? Dream on!"
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