Domestic violence is not a recent occurrence.
When will these miserable days end?
Fu Shi was overjoyed and excited to feel the baby move on her first time touching a pregnant woman's belly; she was still grinning like an idiot. As she laughed, she turned to Jiang Zhaoying and said, "I want to experience the feeling of fetal movement too."
Jiang Zhaoying: "This isn't something you can experience just by wanting to. Please be realistic."
Fu Shi: "How about we get pregnant too?"
These words were spoken.
Jiang Zhaoying was immediately startled and stood up.
The look of astonishment on his face suggested he had been suddenly and severely frightened: "What are you thinking?"
Fu Shi smiled nonchalantly: "I was just saying it casually, why the big reaction? Besides, who knows, I might already be pregnant."
Jiang Zhaoying grinned and said, "Heh, let me tell you, this kind of lame joke isn't funny at all. I couldn't possibly be that unlucky."
Fu Shi was annoyed: "Are you afraid I'll actually have your child?"
This time, Jiang Zhaoying didn't mince words and answered directly, "Yes, so don't scare me. People can be terrifying."
It was just that one night, and it was an unexpected accident. Jiang Zhaoying hadn't initially thought about it in that direction, but now that Fu Shi had brought it up, Jiang Zhaoying suddenly felt flustered.
It's not that he doesn't want to take responsibility, nor is it that he's a terrible person. The main problem is that he and Fu Shi don't even have the most basic love. If they really have a child, that child is destined to be unhappy.
After all, how could a child born from such a relationship possibly be happy?
Fu Shi took in all the changes in Jiang Zhaoying's facial expressions.
With an indifferent shrug, she said bluntly, "You wish! I, Fu Shi, come from a prestigious family and am quite wealthy. My grandfather was a general, and my elder brother is a legendary figure on Wall Street. Who doesn't know him?"
"My family's wealth is even greater than your Jiang family's, and I also..."
I don't need to go through an arranged marriage; I can live however I want.
"Besides, I can pursue whoever I like and discard them when I no longer care. If I wanted children, do you think countless men across the country would line up to be my favorites?"
"Jiang Zhaoying, cherish the days I've taken a liking to you. Who knows, one day I might not like you anymore. After all, there are plenty of beautiful faces in this world, and I won't miss your interesting soul."
Fu Shi spoke at length in one breath.
Jiang Zhaoying didn't quite take it all in.
But he heard one sentence very clearly: "How long do you want to stay with me? Tell me when it's over, and I'll pack my bags and get out of here."
Fu Shi snorted: "Jiang Zhaoying, I'd love to see you regret it."
"I regret it? Ha..." Jiang Zhaoying leaned back, sitting casually: "Never in the next life."
Jiang Zhaoying has no feelings for Fu Shi at all now.
So when he said those words, he did not hesitate for a moment, nor did he show any regret.
But when that day actually comes, Jiang Zhaoying will experience what it means to love someone you can't have.
...
The film crew has wrapped up work.
The first thing Ning Qiluo did after returning home was to share with Jiang Yingchi about meeting Fu Shi that day.
She followed behind Jiang Yingchi, chattering incessantly, recounting every interesting thing that happened. Jiang Yingchi walked ahead, carrying a laptop, while Ning Qiluo followed behind like a little shadow.
“Jiang Yingchi, I think Fu Shi is a great person, a very interesting person. If Jiang Zhaoying doesn’t cherish her, she will definitely regret it later.” Ning Qiluo told Jiang Yingchi what she was thinking, wanting to know his opinion.
Jiang Yingchi turned to the side and analyzed for her: "Old Master Fu was once a general, and the younger generation of the Fu family are all children of high-ranking officials. Fu Shi grew up in that circle and doesn't care about any powerful or wealthy people. Guess how long Jiang Zhaoying's novelty will last for her?"
Ning Qiluo made a gesture: "A year?"
Jiang Yingchi: "Too many."
Ning Qiluo: "Half a year?"
Jiang Yingchi smiled but remained silent, while Ning Qiluo felt as if she had been enlightened.
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