Chapter 209 Ah Shu, you still owe me a wedding
Fu Siyan squatted down under Shen Qingshu's questioning gaze.
He took out his key from the inside pocket of his coat and unlocked the clasp on Shen Qingshu's foot.
The iron chain was thrown aside.
Chen Qingshu frowned slightly.
Fu Siyan stood up, looked at her, and smiled gently in his dark eyes. "You can leave now."
Shen Qingshu stared at him.
Somewhat hesitant.
Fu Siyan remained silent.
She tentatively took a step forward.
Fu Siyan did not stop him.
Shen Qingshu took a deep breath and started running.
A piercing pain shot through her ankle, but she ignored it, turned the doorknob, opened the door, and rushed out—
But the next second, Shen Qingshu was stunned!
This is not Nanxi Mansion...
Looking down the long corridor, she already had a guess in her mind.
But she refused to believe it, and limped along the corridor.
As I stepped out of the corridor, the sea breeze blowing in my face made my heart, which had been hanging in suspense, sink lower and lower.
She walked onto the deck, looked at the boundless sea, and couldn't believe her eyes!
So they weren't at Nanxi Mansion after all!
It was on a private cruise ship!
Footsteps sounded behind me.
Calmly and gently turn around.
Fu Siyan walked towards her.
"We are now in international waters."
"It's almost impossible for them to find you in a short period of time."
Shen Qingshu looked at him in disbelief.
Before today, she never imagined that Fu Siyan would be so crazy!
Looking at the boundless sea, a sense of powerlessness spread through my heart.
"Fu Siyan, you've really gone mad..."
She had no more strength to struggle and collapsed to the ground.
"What do you want from me to let me go?"
Fu Siyan walked up to her and slowly knelt down.
The man was handsome, with thin, pale lips, and perhaps had lost a lot of weight, which made his already deep features even more angular, adding to his sinister aura.
Those long, narrow eyes, with very dark pupils, reflected Shen Qingshu's pale face.
"Ah Shu, I should be the one asking you, when are you going to listen to me?"
Shen Qingshu looked at the man in front of her, feeling utterly hopeless.
It turns out that the one who walked against the light from the darkness when she was 21 was not an angel to save her, but a devil with a scythe and chains who dragged her to hell.
She was wrong.
She shouldn't have gotten involved with a man like that.
Shen Qingshu chuckled softly.
As she laughed, her eyes filled with tears.
An endless despair spread through my heart.
She had tried so hard, so why couldn't she escape this man's control?
"Fu Siyan, if I don't cooperate, are you going to imprison me on this cruise ship forever?"
“Of course not.” Fu Siyan smiled. “I’ve bought several private islands overseas. We can live there, and no one will bother us.”
Calm and lighten your breathing.
She knew that Fu Siyan was not threatening her.
Fu Siyan is now capable of doing such a thing.
Shen Qingshu closed her eyes briefly. "I'll listen to you. You really will send me back as scheduled?"
"We'll go back as planned, and once we get to Beicheng, we'll go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our divorce certificate."
Fu Siyan's voice was deep as he reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "A-Shu, between us, you still owe me a wedding. Have you forgotten?"
"I owe you?" Shen Qingshu chuckled and nodded. "Fine, I do owe you, I owe you..."
She clenched her fists tightly, her teeth almost grinding to powder. "Fine, consider it something I owe you. I'll make up for it with this wedding."
"That's right." Fu Siyan held the back of her neck and lowered his head to place a light kiss on her forehead.
Shen Qingshu closed her eyes, and tears slid down her cheeks.
…
Fu Siyan had already prepared everything.
Besides Zhang Ma, there was a group of wedding planning staff waiting on the cruise ship.
There are also private doctors, emcees, and chefs.
This cruise ship has undergone extensive renovations, especially the cabin where Shen Qingshu has been staying these past few days, which has been completely remodeled to resemble the master bedroom of Nanxi Mansion.
After Shen Qingshu agreed to hold a wedding ceremony with Fu Siyan, these people began to appear in front of her one after another.
Two female stylists styled and did makeup for Shen Qingshu.
The cruise ship is anchored in international waters.
Today was a peaceful and uneventful day.
Blue sky and clear sea, with seagulls occasionally flying overhead the cruise ship.
On the deck, the entire wedding planning team was busy at work.
Flowers, balloons, red carpet, sound equipment—it was just as ceremonial as the wedding venues sought after by online celebrity couples.
With the help of two female stylists, Shen Qingshu put on the wedding dress that she hated so much.
The wedding dress was stained with bright red blood.
The stylist suggested using rose petals to stick on it, which is a creative idea.
Shen Qingshu didn't care and let them do whatever they wanted.
To the uninformed, those bright red rose petals might seem romantic and creative.
But in Shen Qingshu's view, no matter how much the blood was covered up on the wedding dress, it was still blood, and the wedding dress could never return to its original pure and clean state.
Just like her marriage with Fu Siyan.
The deception, carried out with the weight of human lives, has already reached a point of no return.
From the moment Shen Qingshu agreed to Fu Siyan's request, she remained unusually calm.
Before her makeup was even finished, Fu Siyan had already changed into a suit.
He pushed open the door and came in.
The makeup artist saw him and greeted him respectfully: "Mr. Fu."
"You all go out first," Fu Siyan said calmly.
The two makeup artists put down their tools and quietly left the room.
Fu Siyan walked up to Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu remained expressionless, not even glancing at him.
Fu Siyan didn't seem to care.
He slowly squatted down in front of her, knelt on one knee, and took out a pair of custom-made high heels from the shoebox.
The shoe's upper is covered with tiny rhinestones, which sparkle brilliantly under the lights.
Like the glass slipper in a fairy tale.
He held one of her feet with his long, slender hand, and used his other hand to put the shoes on for her.
Unfortunately, the shoes are too small.
Fu Siyan was taken aback.
Shen Qingshu sneered, "Fu Siyan, are you sure this is for me to wear?"
How could Fu Siyan not hear her veiled sarcasm?
He explained in a low voice, "I bought your old shoe size."
Calmly and gently, she relaxed her furrowed brow.
After giving birth, her shoe size inexplicably increased by one size.
However, she didn't need to tell Fu Siyan about this.
"It's alright." Fu Siyan looked up at her, his eyes gentle. "I'll think of a way."
He put the shoes in the shoebox, stood up, and walked out of the room.
Shen Qingshu lowered her eyes, her gaze icy cold.
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