Chapter 127 Occasionally, one must be willful.
hug……? !
Jiang Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and her delicate face flushed with embarrassment, like a pink rose in full bloom.
Fu Chenzhou remained calm and composed. "Otherwise, do you want to walk by yourself?"
"No need to trouble Mr. Fu, I can..."
Jiang Shiyuan pursed her cherry-colored lips, braced her arms on the edge of the bed, and rolled off the bed.
Her toes touched the ground like a dragonfly skimming the water, and her seemingly boneless body trembled and swayed before she suddenly fell into the man's broad and firm chest.
"Uh!" Jiang Shiyuan gasped slightly as her fair and slender hand landed precisely on his chest muscle.
"Hmm..." The man frowned, his breathing suddenly becoming heavy and labored.
The spray, applied to her reddened earlobes, was vibrant and intense, enveloping and invading her.
Jiang Shiyuan's long eyelashes fluttered, and for some reason, she felt a little dizzy, as if she were floating on clouds.
Some people get motion sickness, some get seasickness, and some get fainting at the sight of blood.
Could it be that she's suffering from hormonal insufficiency...?
"Aunt Jiang, you're useless."
The next second, before Jiang Shiyuan could react, Fu Chenzhou wrapped his long arm around her slender waist and picked her up in his arms.
"I... I can do it myself!" Jiang Shiyuan had never been held like this by a man before. She was flustered and trembling in his arms.
The man's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he released his grip in an instant.
"Ah!" Jiang Shiyuan exclaimed in fright, closing her eyes tightly and gripping his clothes firmly.
The next moment, Fu Chenzhou hugged her tightly again, as if teasing her like this was a very fun thing for him. "Aunt Jiang, don't have any wild thoughts. You're not my bride. Why would I hug you?"
The wheelchair is at the door; I'll help you to sit in it.
“Then… I’ll trouble you, Mr. Fu.” Jiang Shiyuan trembled slightly, no longer resisting.
The man's chest, hard as iron, moved with even, rhythmic breaths, rising and falling like ocean waves, pushing her along.
"It's heavier than I expected," he murmured, his breath slightly hot.
Jiang Shiyuan was still dizzy and didn't hear clearly, "What..."
Fu Chenzhou smiled wryly, "It seems the food has been quite to her liking lately; Aunt Jiang has gained a little weight."
Jiang Shiyuan was embarrassed, her face flushed, and she had nowhere to hide.
"Being a little chubby is good."
Her voice was low, "So you can take a beating, huh?"
Fu Chenzhou scoffed, his eyes dark and brooding. "Haven't you had enough after being beaten like that?"
That night, the terrifying scene in the basement once again invaded Jiang Shiyuan's mind.
She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her painful emotions.
Fu Chenzhou clearly felt her trembling, a post-traumatic stress response, and his heart skipped a beat. He opened his mouth in a hoarse voice:
"Sorry, I was being cheeky."
"It's okay, give me some time... it will get better slowly." Jiang Shiyuan replied calmly and softly.
Fu Chenzhou looked straight ahead and tightened his arms around her.
...
In the hospital garden, family members can be seen everywhere accompanying patients, either taking a walk and chatting or doing rehabilitation exercises.
It is now early winter.
Jiang Shiyuan, wrapped in a thick down jacket, sat in a wheelchair with a thick blanket covering her knees, being pushed by Fu Chenzhou as they slowly moved along the artificial lake in the garden.
The bright afternoon sun shone on her, and she tilted her head back, basking in the warmth, and comfortably squinted her eyes.
Without noticing, she noticed a group of young lovers cuddling on a bench under a tree across the street.
The girl, wearing a large hospital gown, looked even smaller as she leaned against the boy. The boy told jokes to make her laugh while peeling an orange, breaking off a segment and feeding it to her.
Jiang Shiyuan stared intently into the distance, feeling a mixture of envy and heartache.
She had never had such a warm and happy experience.
Since giving birth to Tongtong, she has suffered from a series of illnesses, both major and minor, over the past five years. But each time, she went to the hospital by herself and endured it all on her own. Xie Jinghuai never took care of her or stayed with her even once.
Perhaps, such scenarios happen to Lin Zhixin from time to time.
After all, no matter how big her problem is, it's all making a mountain out of a molehill.
No matter how small, Lin Zhixin's matter is of paramount importance.
Suddenly, Jiang Shiyuan's gaze froze—
Fu Chenzhou, standing behind her, reached over her shoulder and offered her a plump orange.
Jiang Shiyuan blinked her beautiful eyes, "Where did you come from?"
Fu Chenzhou glanced at her, "Bought, or planted?"
Jiang Shiyuan: "..."
She remembered that Banban had boasted that his father was a humorous person.
I didn't see his humor, but he's quite adept at treating low blood pressure.
"Thank you." Jiang Shiyuan peeled the orange and popped a piece into her mouth.
Juicy and sweet.
She felt much better.
Fu Chenzhou leaned forward with his broad back, seemingly able to completely envelop Jiang Shiyuan's slender body. He reached his long arm through her neck, broke off a piece of orange, and ate it himself.
Xing Zhen, standing not far away, watched them and felt that they were like an old married couple, getting along comfortably and naturally.
Fu Chenzhou chewed slowly and deliberately, "Just this morning, someone went to the police station to turn himself in, saying that he was the culprit who slandered and framed Attorney Ye, and he has now been taken into custody by the police."
It's estimated that the news will spread across the entire internet very soon. Attorney Ye's reputation will be restored immediately.
Jiang Shiyuan was stunned. "How could this happen so suddenly..."
"It's Xie Jinghuai."
Fu Chenzhou smiled slightly. "He's still searching for you with all his might. He must feel deeply guilty about your kidnapping. To make it up to you, he pulled your friend out of that mess, which must have given him some comfort."
“If it weren’t for him, my senior brother wouldn’t have suffered this calamity.”
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes were icy cold. "He and his friends have gone too far, manipulating innocent people like puppets. Does he think that doing this means nothing happened? My senior brother has been condemned by everyone and his reputation has been damaged. The law firm he painstakingly built was almost destroyed. How can Xie Jinghuai make up for these losses?"
I will not be grateful to him, much less forgive him.
Fu Chenzhou lowered his long, raven-feather-like eyelashes and remained silent.
Just then, two nurses stood not far from them, chatting and laughing:
"Oh my, your hairpin is so beautiful! Is it made of jade?"
“Jade? Where would I get the money for that? This is a fake. The original is that Ming Dynasty antique that sold for 200 million at the Platinum Auction.”
"Ah! I know! Is it the love token that Xie Jinghuai gave to Lin Zhixin?!"
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes were filled with darkness.
"Yes, yes! Miss Lin became famous as soon as she posted it on Weibo. Now counterfeit products are selling like hotcakes on Taobao. For us ordinary people, we can just buy a fake to have some fun. But this kind of unique favoritism can only belong to Miss Lin!"
Fu Chenzhou pushed her, "Let's walk forward a bit."
"You must think I'm ridiculous, right?"
Jiang Shiyuan laughed self-deprecatingly, but her heart was as still as water. She would no longer be saddened by Xie Jinghuai and Lin Zhixin's obsession. "Xie Jinghuai clearly doesn't love me, but I still clung to him and even had a child for him, thinking that this would warm his heart."
In the end, I got nothing and became nothing more than a backdrop to someone else's lovey-dovey moments—a pathetic joke. It was destined from the start, and it took me five years to realize that; I was incredibly stupid.
"You must have loved him very much before. There's nothing wrong with loving someone."
Fu Chenzhou remained silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice, "In this life, you can't always make the right choices. You have to be willful once in a while and make a choice you like."
Jiang Shiyuan's heart pounded violently, as if it had been pierced by an arrow.
She was once deeply in love with Xie Jinghuai.
She loved him more than Xie Jinghuai knew.
She was far less open-minded, optimistic, and strong than she appeared. After deciding to divorce, she tossed and turned many nights, struggling with inner turmoil and internal conflict.
However, Fu Chenzhou's casual remark awakened her.
Before, she had licked her wounds in solitude countless times, feeling sorry for herself. Now, she is completely at peace.
Seeing that her expression had eased, Fu Chenzhou continued with his inspirational quote:
"If you made the wrong choice, you made the wrong choice. Don't regret it over and over again, and don't torture yourself for what you did back then. You were also confused when you were standing alone in the fog. Even if you could do it all over again, you would still choose this path. In fact, no matter what choices you make in life, there will always be regrets."
"Mr. Fu usually listens to Guo Degang's crosstalk quite often."
Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but laugh as she listened. "However, thank you for your comforting words."
Fu Chenzhou narrowed his starry eyes, about to speak, when Xing Zhen hurriedly walked over:
"Mr. Fu, may I speak to you in private?"
"Wait a moment." Fu Chenzhou leaned down and whispered in her ear.
The deep, magnetic voice sent a jolt through Jiang Shiyuan's body, making her tremble even though she was wrapped in a down jacket.
Fu Chenzhou and Xing Zhen walked to the tree.
"What's up?"
Xing Zhen's eyes darkened. "President Fu, we've found Wu Hui."
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