Chapter 69 Fu Siyan, is your heart black?!
The flow of people around seemed to have stopped.
Sky lanterns floated into the distance in the night sky overhead, while prayer lanterns drifted downstream on the river.
A river breeze brushed against my cheek, lifting a few strands of hair.
Shen Qingshu's eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked away and looked up at Wen Jingxi: "Let's go."
Wen Jingxi looked down at her, his hand still around her shoulder.
"You didn't bump into anything, did you?"
"No." Shen Qingshu lowered her eyes. "Thank you."
Wen Jingxi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "There are too many people. Let me help you out."
That little accident was indeed a bit unsettling, and Shen Qingshu couldn't care less about the difference between men and women at a time like this. She nodded gently, "Okay."
Wen Jingxi put one arm around Shen Qingshu's shoulder and the other in front of him, protecting Shen Qingshu as they left.
The sharp, cold, and oppressive gaze followed them closely until they left the crowded area and successfully boarded the vehicle.
The car door closed, shutting out the crowd and that gaze.
Shen Qingshu leaned back in her chair, seemingly tired, with her eyes closed.
Wen Jingxi glanced at her, pursed his lips, paused for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Xiaohan in the back seat, "Where do you live? I'll take you home first."
"Thank you, Teacher Wen!" Lu Xiaohan happily announced her home address.
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After dropping Lu Xiaohan off at home, Wen Jingxi turned around and drove towards Dolphin Bay.
Shen Qingshu seemed to be asleep, keeping her eyes closed and quiet the whole time.
Wen Jingxi slowed down the car and drove very steadily.
Buzzing—
The phone vibrated inside the bag.
Shen Qingshu opened her eyes, opened her bag, and took out her phone.
It was Jiang Wenjin calling, saying that a big shot had snatched a cultural relic from abroad, which needed to be repaired, but it was very difficult.
Jiang Wenjin felt that this cultural relic needed the cooperation of Shen Qingshu and Wen Jingxi to be properly restored, and asked her if she could go back to Xingcheng with Wen Jingxi tomorrow.
Shen Qingshu agreed.
After hanging up the phone, she told Wen Jingxi about Jiang Wenjin's arrangements.
Wen Jingxi asked, "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning?"
"Okay. But you need to take me back to my studio first, my documents are all there."
"good."
Five minutes later, the Range Rover stopped downstairs at the studio.
Wen Jingxi wanted to accompany Shen Qingshu upstairs, but Shen Qingshu said it wasn't necessary, as there were always security guards on duty in the building, so there was no need to worry about safety.
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The elevator doors arrived at the floor where the studio was located, the doors opened, and Shen Qingshu stepped out.
She had only taken two steps forward when she suddenly stopped.
Looking at the man standing outside the studio door, Shen Qingshu frowned slightly.
What are you doing here?
Fu Siyan shook the lantern in his hand. "Siyu bought you this lantern. You forgot?"
Shen Qingshu glanced at the lanterns indifferently, her tone cold, "If you've forgotten, you've forgotten. There's no need for you to make a special trip."
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes fixed intently on her.
“This is Siyu’s heartfelt gift; you shouldn’t treat it so lightly.”
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu frowned even more deeply.
She knew that Fu Siyan was in a bad mood. After all, they had been married for five years, and she understood Fu Siyan's temper.
The way he looked at her by the river just now—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he wanted to tear her apart.
But Shen Qingshu couldn't understand Fu Siyan's anger.
He got angry just because she forgot the lantern Fu Siyu gave her?
It seems she spoiled this father and son too much in the past.
Shen Qingshu didn't want to waste time with him, so she bypassed him, unlocked the door, and went straight into the studio.
Fu Siyan did not follow him in.
Shen Qingshu went to the lounge to get her ID and then to the repair room to get her personal toolbox.
The little golden retriever followed her in and out.
"Ah Yuan, don't follow me out, I'm leaving." Shen Qingshu looked down at the little golden retriever.
The golden retriever tilted its head back, barked at her, and sat down on the spot.
It was not only smart but also obedient, making it hard for Shen Qingshu not to like it. She bent down and patted its head, saying, "I'm going on a business trip for a few days. Be good, and I'll bring you canned food when I get back."
"Woof woof!" The little golden retriever happily spun around in circles.
Shen Qingshu curved her eyebrows and said, "You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve."
At the main gate, Fu Siyan watched Shen Qingshu interact with the little golden retriever, his brow furrowing slightly.
His dark pupils reflected the woman's fair and snow-white profile, with a few strands of hair falling down, giving her a serene and peaceful appearance.
But for some reason, seeing this scene, Fu Siyan felt a strange emptiness in his heart.
Shen Qingshu got up and walked towards the door.
She wasn't surprised to see that Fu Siyan was still there.
She walked out, locked the studio door, turned around, and glanced at Fu Siyan.
Her beautiful eyes remained calm and expressionless. "I'm away on a business trip for the next few days. When I get back, let's set a time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get the divorce certificate."
"So eager to get a divorce?" Fu Siyan's eyes darkened. "Is it because of Wen Jingxi?"
Shen Qingshu's expression turned cold.
Fu Siyan cheated on his wife and had two relationships at the same time. Does he really think everyone is like him?
Shen Qingshu didn't want to explain to him, and simply said coldly, "If you are unwilling to cooperate, then I will have no choice but to file for divorce."
"File for divorce?" Fu Siyan scoffed, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Who in the entire Beicheng do you think would dare to take my divorce case?"
Shen Qingshu frowned. "Fu Siyan, why are you doing this? We have no feelings for each other, no children, and no disputes over property division. Is it really that difficult to get a peaceful divorce?"
"No feelings?"
Fu Siyan stared at Shen Qingshu's indifferent face, then suddenly took a step closer.
Shen Qingshu's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously took a step back.
"Five years of marriage, and all you say is that you have no feelings for me?" Fu Siyan grabbed her wrist with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.
Shen Qingshu frowned and glared at him. Considering the baby in her womb, she didn't dare to struggle too violently. "Fu Siyan, let me go!"
The man stared at her, his eyes filled with malice. "Five years of mother-son relationship, and all you get in return is a statement that you have no child?"
“Shen Qingshu, no matter what happened between us, Siyu is innocent. He doesn’t understand anything. He has always believed that you are his mother. But you just abandoned him like that. How could you be so heartless?”
"Heartless?" Shen Qingshu sneered. "Fu Siyan, you're the ones who tricked me into being Fu Siyu's mother, and you're also the ones who caused my mother's body to be lost after she drowned! Am I the heartless one, or are you the ones with hearts of stone!"
Fu Siyan's face was gloomy. He took a deep breath and patiently explained to her while suppressing his anger: "I know I am responsible for what happened to your mother, but Siyu has nothing to do with it. He is innocent."
"He's innocent, but what about my mother?" Shen Qingshu glared at him. "Does my mother deserve to die?!"
Fu Siyan was taken aback. "That's not what I meant. I just think you shouldn't take your anger out on Siyu."
He sighed heavily as he spoke: "Your behavior today hurt him deeply. He went home crying and asked me if his mother didn't want him anymore. Shen Qingshu, he's the child you raised. Don't you feel any heartache for him?"
"Let go of me!" Shen Qingshu was furious and pushed him away.
But Fu Siyan was very strong, and Shen Qingshu couldn't push him no matter what she did, which made her eyes red with anger.
"Fu Siyan, what gives you the right to expect me to treat Fu Siyu the same way as before? My mother was indirectly killed by you, and her seven-day mourning period has only just passed..."
Shen Qingshu glared fiercely at Fu Siyan, her voice choked with emotion, "Fu Siyan, is your heart black?"
Fu Siyan was stunned!
Taking the opportunity, Shen Qingshu pushed him away, took a few steps back, and glared at him coldly.
“This is the last time I’ll talk to you about Fu Siyu. If you really love him, you should explain to him the difference between me and Zhou Yuchu. You want both things, but don’t raise your child to be like you!”
Fu Siyan looked at her with a stern face, his eyes unfathomable.
"I only hope we'll meet again at the Civil Affairs Bureau next time," Shen Qingshu said, turning and walking towards the elevator.
She pressed the elevator button.
Behind her, Fu Siyan stared at her resolute back, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.
The elevator doors opened, and Shen Qingshu stepped inside.
She turned around and pressed the close button.
Just as the door was about to close, a large hand pressed it down.
Shen Qingshu frowned and looked up at Fu Siyan outside the door, "What else do you want?"
“I can agree to a divorce.” Fu Siyan looked at her, his eyes dark. “But you have to agree to three conditions.”
Shen Qingshu frowned in disgust: "Fu Siyan, you really disgust me!"
"Think it over carefully. There are only three conditions." Fu Siyan curled his lips and coldly reminded him, "Of course, you can choose to sue, but as long as I don't cooperate, you are destined not to get a divorce."
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