Rong Yan greeted Yu's mother.
Mrs. Yu gave a perfunctory reply. Seeing Rong Yan packing her things, she unconsciously said, "What, you're taking your clothes and not planning to come back? Are you deliberately avoiding me?"
Yu Wenhao tugged at his mother's sleeve: "Mom, Xingzhi is away on a business trip, can you please say less?"
Mrs. Yu sat on the sofa talking to herself. Rong Yan heard her muttering from upstairs and her brows furrowed. She thought to herself, no wonder Shen Xingzhi couldn't stand it. As an observer, she was about to lose her temper when she heard Mrs. Yu's incessant chatter.
Rong Yan suppressed her emotions, pretended to pack a few clothes, went downstairs, politely said goodbye, and left.
The oppressive feeling finally disappeared after she entered the elevator.
How could someone as introverted as Yu Wenhao have such stable emotions? The key is that from the moment I walked in, she kept chattering away, one sentence after another, with sarcasm and sarcasm, as if she didn't consider herself an outsider at all.
This kind of family relationship is suffocating. Even if the old lady of the Fu family is difficult, it shouldn't be like this.
Shen Xingzhi had been waiting downstairs. When she saw Rong Yan, her heart jumped into her throat. Her best friend's expression didn't look good, so Yu's mother must still be there.
Rong Yan got into the car and placed the clothes she had packed on the back seat.
"What's going on?" Shen Xingzhi asked impatiently.
"She's still here. Yu Wenhao said he'll take her away in a bit." Rong Yan was conflicted about whether to tell her best friend what Yu's mother had said after they went upstairs.
"Rong Yan, just say what you want to say. I know you, you don't lie." Shen Xingzhi could tell at a glance that Rong Yan was hiding something.
“Xingzhi, Yu’s mother is still here. She’s been complaining ever since I came in. Although she didn’t say it directly to me, I know she was doing it on purpose. Yu Wenhao said he’s taking his mother away right away. I saw a men’s backpack on the sofa. Does that mean Yu Wenhao is leaving too?” Rong Yan said, putting her arm around her best friend’s shoulder.
"Why don't you go upstairs and I'll go with you? You need to handle this kind of thing yourself. I'm worried that Yu Wenhao won't come back."
"Not coming back? He's going to leave without saying goodbye? What about his work? Will he just abandon it too?" Shen Xingzhi didn't believe Yu Wenhao would do that.
“We might not go back to our hometown; we might move out.” Rong Yan hugged her best friend’s arm. “I’ll go up with you, okay?”
Shen Xingzhi remained seated in a huff, but Rong Yan, fearing she would regret it, forcibly dragged her out of the car.
Fu Jingsheng was in another car. He rolled down the window and asked, "Do you want me to come up with you? I'll stay outside and not go in."
"No need. You don't think we'll fight, do you? It's not that serious. Just wait here." Rong Yan told her husband to wait downstairs.
Shen Xingzhi reluctantly went upstairs.
I stood at the door for a while before entering the password.
Yu Wenhao was cleaning the house when his mother stood beside him and said, "Let me do it. Is this something you should be doing?" She reached for the mop in her son's hand, but Yu Wenhao wouldn't let her.
“Mom, housework should be shared by both people. A wife is someone you marry to love, not someone you abuse.” The man tried to correct his mother’s thinking.
But how could Mother Yu, who had lived for over fifty years, change so easily?
She got angry: "What? Is that something you should say? Don't you have any self-respect? You're a college student, and you're working like a slave for someone else? Isn't it good to have someone at home to take care of you? What are you after?"
"Auntie." Shen Xingzhi couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted their conversation.
"Xingzhi." Yu Wenhao was stunned in embarrassment.
Shen Xingzhi glanced away.
When Yu's mother saw Shen Xingzhi, she started being sarcastic again: "Weren't you supposed to be on a business trip? Why haven't you left yet?"
The woman, who was already in a bad mood, became even more annoyed upon hearing this. She retorted, "Shouldn't I be back in my own home? As for you, why haven't you left yet?"
“Wenhao, do you see? There’s no room for us here. Why are you clinging on like this? Get out of here. There’s no place like home. No matter how bad we are, when have we ever made you suffer?” Mrs. Yu said without any restraint.
"Mom, can you please stop talking?" Yu Wenhao tried to stop his mother.
"Xingzhi, that's just my mom's personality, don't take it to heart." Yu Wenhao keeps finding girlfriends.
"Is that all she's capable of? You mean she did nothing wrong? Does anyone go to someone's door and start yelling at them?" Shen Xingzhi couldn't take it anymore. "Please leave immediately."
Yu's mother pulled Yu Wenhao: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave, you've made me lose all face."
Yu Wenhao went to get his bag, and Shen Xingzhi glanced at it; sure enough, he had packed his luggage.
"Yu Wenhao, wait a moment." The woman managed to utter a sentence with difficulty, "Come out with me, I have something to tell you."
After much effort, Yu's mother finally persuaded her son to leave. Fearing that Shen Xingzhi's words might sway him, she grabbed Yu Wenhao's arm and asked, "Where to?"
Yu Wenhao broke free from his mother's hand: "Mom, wait for me."
He followed Shen Xingzhi out the door.
Rong Yan waited on the terrace.
"Xingzhi." Yu Wenhao and Shen Xingzhi went to the garage.
Shen Xingzhi turned on the air conditioner: "Have you packed your things? Planning to move out?"
“Yes, my mom is right. A man should support his family. How can he rely on you to make a living? I took a few days off from work and I’m going to take her back.” Yu Wenhao finally said after hesitating for a while.
Shen Xingzhi paused, her fingers moving slightly: "Send her back? She can come here but can't go back herself? Will you be able to come out again after you go back?"
“I’m worried about her going home alone. What if she gets angry and doesn’t come home? I have to make sure she gets home.” Yu Wenhao’s voice trailed off.
"Do I have to go back?" Shen Xingzhi asked repeatedly, hoping that Yu Wenhao would change his mind, but the man insisted, "Yes, I'll be back soon."
"If I say we'll break up if you go back, will you still go back?"
"Xingzhi, don't pressure me. I've tried my best to consider both sides' feelings. I came over after sending her back." Yu Wenhao's eyes darkened slightly.
"I understand, you can go back now." Shen Xingzhi opened the car door and let Yu Wenhao get out.
Yu Wenhao grabbed the woman, closed the car door, fastened her seatbelt, then pulled her close and kissed her lips: "Xingzhi, no matter what happens, we will never be apart."
The man kissed the woman.
Shen Xingzhi responded after a long silence, her hand clinging to Yu Wenhao. Was this the last time? Would she never see him again?
The woman unbuckled her seatbelt: "Wenhao, have you been happy lately?"
The man nodded and asked in return, "And you? Are you happy?"
"Mmm," Shen Xingzhi replied softly, her eyes involuntarily reddening.
After kissing for a while, Yu Wenhao became aroused. He started the car and drove to a corner. Shen Xingzhi immediately understood what the man was going to do.
The woman did not refuse.
The car was parked in a dark corner, and Yu Wenhao quickly took off Shen Xingzhi's clothes.
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