Chapter 6 Do you care?
"This doesn't count as hiding. I don't need to go back to the villa."
Jiang Ranxing deliberately kept her distance, not daring to look at Fu Shenyuan.
"Where would you like to live?" Fu Shenyuan asked her.
Jiang Ranxing said, "Do you care where I live?"
Fu Shenyuan remained silent with a sullen face.
Jiang Ranxing gave a wry smile; Fu Shenyuan didn't care where she lived.
She is still his wife in name only, legally recognized as Mrs. Fu.
Even if you keep a pet at home, you'll develop an attachment to it over time, and you'll feel uneasy when the pet isn't home.
Unfortunately, in Fu Shenyuan's eyes, she was not even as good as a small animal.
No matter how long it takes, even up to six years, Fu Shenyuan still won't develop feelings for her.
How pathetic.
The one-sided, one-sided giving had left her exhausted.
That's enough, really enough.
“Stop the car up ahead,” Jiang Ranxing said to the driver. “I don’t want to repeat this.”
Seeing that Jiang Ranxing was about to make a move, the driver stopped the car to prevent an accident.
Jiang Ranxing didn't linger for a moment and decisively got off the bus.
Fu Shenyuan simply watched as Jiang Ranxing got into the taxi.
The driver thought he was staring at his wife in a daze and offered a few words of encouragement.
"Sir, should we follow your wife? You have an urgent international meeting."
Fu Shenyuan remained silent for a while.
"Let's go."
The car disappeared at the end of the road.
Green Mountain Villa.
Fu Shenyuan returned to the villa several days later.
A meeting involving a huge sum of money, and the man felt exhausted after days of intense work.
Fu Shenyuan walked into the living room and habitually looked towards the kitchen.
At this time of year, he could always smell the rich and fragrant aroma of chicken soup coming from the kitchen, right from the living room.
It smells soothing.
It's different from what the chefs at star-rated hotels make.
It feels as comfortable as the warmth of home.
Those were all made by Jiang Ranxing.
But at this moment—
"Sir, I didn't know you were coming back. Would you mind having a Western meal prepared for you?"
"This is what the foreign chef that Jiang Ranxing specially hired asked."
Fu Shenyuan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "No need, make Chinese food."
Fu Shenyuan felt that something was starting to go wrong.
Nothing has changed, yet something has subtly changed.
Fu Xingyi heard the sound and excitedly ran downstairs.
Fu Xingyi hugged Fu Shenyuan's leg.
"Dad, you're back. I missed you so much."
Even though a nanny or maid takes care of a child who has been home alone for several days, the child will still miss his family.
Fu Shenyuan did not bend down to hug him.
Fu Xingyi also knew that his father had never liked to be close to him.
He didn't know why either.
He longed for his father's love.
When will Dad love him like Mom does?
Huh?
"Dad, where's Mom? I haven't seen Mom for days."
He felt a little uneasy not seeing his mother for several days, as she was always around him.
"She's never come back even once?"
"What?" Fu Xingyi asked in confusion, "Dad, are you talking about Mom?"
Fu Shenyuan glanced at Fu Xingyi, signaling him to continue.
"Mom didn't come back, but Aunt Xuesha came. Aunt Xuesha brought me lots of snacks. I love Aunt Xuesha so much!"
Fu Xingyi always gets exceptionally excited when Lin Xuesha is mentioned, and then he forgets about Jiang Ranxing.
"Um."
Fu Shenyuan refused to speak to Fu Xingyi any further and went upstairs on his own.
A look of disappointment crossed Fu Xingyi's small face again.
Jiang Ranxing had been busy for several days, and the first thing she did was tidy up the room.
While a property manager may keep things clean and tidy, nothing beats the warmth of home that comes from decorating it yourself.
Cleaning up the house yourself will definitely be tiring, but it will also give you a lot of satisfaction.
From now on, this will be my new starting point.
A home for just me.
She won't be revolving around anyone anymore, like a free babysitter.
From now on, she will be the mistress of her own home.
After settling in at home, Jiang Ranxing went to her studio.
She and her assistant rearranged the studio.
Jiang Ranxing likes separate design rooms with floor-to-ceiling windows. Sometimes when she runs out of inspiration, looking at the towering trees outside always gives her a sense of new hope amidst the lush greenery.
Everything is almost exactly the same as it was six years ago.
Aside from a change in mindset.
She used to think that doing design was interesting, but it was nowhere near as interesting as following in Fu Shenyuan's footsteps.
She wasn't good at making men's clothing, but she always managed to come up with ideas to make for Fu Shenyuan.
Fu Shenyuan always shone brightly in her eyes, as dazzling as starlight.
So she chased after him tirelessly.
I thought I could grasp the stars, but the stars always shine on others.
"Fu Shenyuan, I like you. I don't know why, but I just really like you."
Jiang Ranxing presented a suit that he had sewn himself.
Fu Shenyuan didn't care much, so he didn't accept it or reply to Jiang Ranxing's sentiments.
He couldn't see the several needle pricks on Jiang Ranxing's hands.
He didn't care that it was actually the work of Ember, a popular designer in the design world, a design that is hard for others to obtain.
If Fu Shenyuan looks carefully, he will discover the clues that Jiang Ranxing deliberately left behind.
But he didn't care at all.
No one can force a sunflower to turn towards itself instead of the sun.
Later, Jiang Ranxing continued to tirelessly make clothes and give them to Fu Shenyuan.
However, after getting married, Jiang Ranxing never saw a single item in Fu Shenyuan's wardrobe.
It's probably been thrown away.
Jiang Ranxing laughed at his own foolishness.
A bell rang.
"Good morning, Ms. Jiang, I am Attorney Wu."
"Attorney Wu, is there something you need from me?"
Attorney Wu said, "Ms. Jiang, regarding the divorce agreement you asked me to draft a few days ago, I have sent you a preliminary agreement. As you stated, all the property belongs to your husband, and you have chosen to leave with nothing. The relevant documents concerning the division of assets and the transfer of shares are also being sent to you..."
Just as Attorney Wu said, Jiang Ranxing didn't want a single penny from Fu Shenyuan.
From the beginning until now, all she has ever wanted is love.
But love is always the most expensive thing.
If you can't have it, there's no point in pursuing anything else.
"However, regarding the issue of your son's custody, I don't know if you and your husband have reached an agreement."
Speaking of this, Jiang Ranxing looked slightly troubled.
"not yet."
"We still suggest that you and your husband discuss this issue amicably first. If you want to divorce, your son's age will definitely involve custody issues. We cannot proceed with the divorce proceedings until this issue is resolved."
It seems there's no escaping it after all.
She will eventually have to have a clear discussion with Fu Shenyuan about Fu Xingyi's upbringing.
"Okay, I'll look at the other materials first. As for the custody of my son, my husband and I will discuss it further."
Attorney Wu: "Okay, Ms. Jiang, I'll wait for your call. Please feel free to contact me anytime for legal questions."
"Okay, thank you."
After much deliberation, Jiang Ranxing still couldn't bear to part with Fu Xingyi.
Her precious son, whom she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.
She clearly remembers that the situation during childbirth was extremely dangerous.
The attending physician at the time determined that the baby had stopped developing and had no heartbeat, and would be stillborn.
"The doctor advised terminating the pregnancy to protect the mother."
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