Chapter 183 Obsession
Jiang Ranxing and Sylvie had a great time shopping at the mall, and ended up buying a lot of clothes and other items. Neither of the two women had enjoyed shopping so much in a long time, so they naturally bought whatever caught their eye.
They also bought a lot of things for each other, and when they entered the baby and toddler specialty store, they were overwhelmed by the choices.
Jiang Ranxing bought a lot of toys and snacks for Sylvie's two babies.
Before leaving, Wen Qingrang called Jiang Ranxing to ask when he would pick her up. Jiang Ranxing then gave Wen Qingrang her address and waited with Sylvie.
After Wen Qingrang arrived, he first took Sylvie home, and then drove home with Jiang Ranxing.
Wen Qingrang asked, somewhat puzzled, "Weren't you supposed to be having dinner with Boss Sylvie? Why are you out shopping?"
Jiang Ranxing said somewhat unhappily, "Don't even mention it. Her boss stood her up and said he wouldn't come, so today's social event is off."
Wen Qingrang didn't take it too seriously and said, "How can someone with such a lack of contractual awareness hold this position?"
"I don't know," Jiang Ranxing shook his head, "maybe they have some powerful backers."
Jiang Ranxing casually tucked a stray hair behind her ear, revealing a red mark around her wrist.
Wen Qingrang asked with some concern, "What happened to your wrist? Is it injured? Is it serious?"
Jiang Ranxing paused for a moment, then said after a couple of seconds, "This... it's nothing, I just got it on by accident, it's alright."
Jiang Ranxing tilted his head and looked at Wen Qingrang. He was looking straight ahead, watching the traffic and driving carefully, with the worry from before still lingering between his brows.
Jiang Ranxing felt a little guilty, after all, she had still lied to Wen Qingrang.
She didn't reveal where the injury on her wrist came from because she didn't want Wen Qingrang to know that she had met with Fu Shenyuan.
Her encounter with Fu Shenyuan was purely accidental. During the encounter, Fu Shenyuan seemed to have gone mad and said some nonsensical things to her that she herself couldn't understand. Telling Wen Qingrang would only cause her more trouble.
Besides, they've just gotten together, and bringing up Fu Shenyuan now would only disturb their peace.
No one wants to mention a third person in a relationship, especially someone she had a past connection with.
Jiang Ranxing felt she had a clear conscience. As long as she had nothing to hide, not telling Wen Qingrang about this wouldn't be considered deliberately concealing anything. So, Jiang Ranxing didn't say anything, because she was worried that Fu Shenyuan would affect their relationship.
It was just a trivial little incident, best left unmentioned.
After the two returned home, Wen Qing helped Jiang Ranxing move all his things into the room, because he couldn't bear to see Jiang Ranxing get tired.
"Why don't you rest on the sofa for a while? You look a little pale." Wen Qingrang pressed her down onto the sofa to rest, and handed her some fruit that she had taken out of the refrigerator and left at room temperature. "Eat some fruit to replenish your vitamins."
Jiang Ranxing was already used to Wen Qingrang's gentleness and thoughtfulness, and she had truly been well taken care of by him. She had long since adapted to this gentleness, so she couldn't refuse. Besides, she was indeed a little tired, so she sat down and rested for a while.
When Wen Qingrang finished arranging everything and came back to see Jiang Ranxing, she was already curled up on the sofa and asleep.
Wen Qingrang smiled as he looked at her peaceful sleeping face. He gently sat down in the empty space next to the sofa, covered Jiang Ranxing with the thin blanket at hand, and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.
At this moment, Wen Qingrang had only one thought in his mind: when he had selflessly exposed his own scars just to keep Jiang Ranxing, his actions were absolutely correct.
If he hadn't insisted and had let go of Jiang Ranxing's hand, he would never have seen Jiang Ranxing's beautiful sleeping face today.
Wen Qingrang's heart was filled with sweetness and warmth. As long as Jiang Ranxing was by his side, he seemed to be able to persevere through anything and weather any storm.
Jiang Ranxing shifted his body, seemingly unable to sleep soundly on the sofa, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Wen Qingrang glanced at her, then stood up and gentlemanly picked her up through the thin blanket. Jiang Ranxing rested her head in his arms and unconsciously found a comfortable angle to continue sleeping.
Wen Qingrang smiled, picked her up and slowly walked up the stairs. His movements were light and gentle, as if he were afraid of disturbing her.
In fact, Jiang Ranxing was not awakened. Wen Qingrang had always given her a warm and reliable feeling, which made her feel very safe. She seemed to be exhausted and was sleeping soundly.
Even when Wen Qingrang pushed open the bedroom door and gently placed Jiang Ranxing on the bed, she showed no sign of waking up. She only slightly opened her eyes when she touched the soft bed, saw the familiar people and familiar scene in front of her, and then closed her eyes again peacefully and fell into a deep sleep.
Hearing Jiang Ranxing's long, even breathing, Wen Qingrang smiled, brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, adjusted her head to make her more comfortable, and covered her with a blanket. Jiang Ranxing stirred and slept more soundly.
Wen Qingrang sat by her bedside for a while, looking at her sleeping, and his heart softened terribly.
He thought his wish was really simple: to open his eyes in the morning and see the room filled with warm sunlight, and to see Jiang Ranxing sleeping peacefully beside him. That would be enough; nothing else was as precious as that moment.
Wen Qingrang couldn't help but lean in, but he managed to stop himself from doing so the moment he got close to Jiang Ranxing.
You can't take advantage of someone in distress; that's not the behavior of a gentleman.
He smiled silently, then stood up and left her bedroom, gently closing the door behind him.
Wen Qingrang went downstairs, checked the time, and realized it was time to make some dinner or a late-night snack. He figured that if Jiang Ranxing woke up, she would be hungry and want to eat something warm, so he would prepare it for her in advance to prevent her from having to eat something unhealthy in the middle of the night if she couldn't find anything to eat.
Right now, Jiang Ranxing's health is his top priority.
As soon as Wen Qingrang came downstairs, she heard a pleasant ringtone. It was a romantic and melodious symphony. Wen Qingrang knew what it was as soon as she heard it. Jiang Ranxing had recorded this piece of music and made it into her phone's ringtone after returning from the beach concert.
Wen Qingrang walked over and saw the phone that Jiang Ranxing had forgotten on the sofa while he was asleep. The screen was lit up with an unknown number calling.
Wen Qingrang simply picked up the phone but didn't answer it. After all, it was Jiang Ranxing calling, and he didn't want to infringe on her privacy.
Fortunately, he simply turned off the mute switch. Jiang Ranxing was still asleep and couldn't answer the phone, so turning off the sound was just right.
So he let the phone ring by itself, intending to tell Jiang Ranxing when she woke up. Then Wen Qingrang turned around and went into the kitchen, took out ingredients from the refrigerator, and prepared to stew a soup for Jiang Ranxing.
Soon, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Wen Qingrang was completely unaware that Jiang Ranxing's phone screen was flashing and lighting up almost continuously.
On the other side, the restaurant on the hotel rooftop was empty, having been booked out. When Tan Shen entered the restaurant, the waiter looked at him with some embarrassment.
Tan Shen immediately understood what was going on. He waved for the waiter to leave and then went into the restaurant.
Tan Shen didn't notice where Fu Shenyuan was sitting until she walked inside. Fu Shenyuan was leaning against the glass wall with his back facing the sky, and in front of him was a small viewing pool with ripples on the surface of the water.
Fu Shenyuan sat on the edge of danger, seemingly unconcerned. He bent one leg, casually dangling a bottle of liquor on his knee with his left hand, while holding his phone to his ear with his right. He then took the phone down, pressed a button, and brought it back to his ear.
He repeated this action many times until he put it to his ear again and listened to the English prompts inside. Only then did he let his right hand hang down completely, as if he had lost all hope.
Fu Shenyuan tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he closed his eyes in discomfort. The cool evening breeze ruffled his hair and also disturbed his already wounded, cold, and aching heart.
The unanswered phone call once again caused Fu Shenyuan even more heartache. In a self-destructive manner, he picked up the bottle and drank it down his throat, regardless of whether the alcohol content was suitable for him to drink in this way.
Tan Shen couldn't bear to see this and went over to remind him, "President Fu, you can't drink like this. You're not eating anything. Drinking alcohol directly is bad for your health, especially since you just came from the hospital. If something happens to your health, Chairman Fu and I won't be able to explain it."
Tan Shen hoped that Fu Shenyuan could be a little more sober for the sake of Old Master Fu, but it was all in vain.
Fu Shenyuan just stared blankly at his phone screen. The screen automatically turned off, so he tapped it again, then it turned off again, and he tapped it again, repeating this action over and over again.
But all of this was in vain.
Tan Shen's attempts to dissuade him were completely ineffective; Fu Shenyuan had fallen into a kind of obsession, torturing himself repeatedly in the same spot.
Tan Shen stood to the side watching, and suddenly had a strange feeling.
Even if Fu Shenyuan is now in a dazzling and extremely luxurious environment, even if he stands in a position that ordinary people can't reach no matter how hard they try, even if he sits in a position that is admired by thousands, even if he receives a lot of appreciation, praise and admiration, none of this matters.
Having lost his beloved, Fu Shenyuan was even worse off than a beggar on the street.
Even if ordinary people are ordinary, at least they still have the small warmth of the ordinary world, and they can still snuggle together with their loved ones and keep each other warm.
No matter how high you stand, if your heart is empty, no matter how much you possess, your inner world will remain a wasteland of weeds.
Fu Shenyuan was the latter. At this moment, he still looked glamorous on the outside, but in Tan Shen's eyes, who knew all about it, he was more pitiful than anyone else.
No matter how much he wanted attention, a glance, a phone call, or a sound, Fu Shenyuan couldn't get it.
Looking at his hopeless and dejected appearance, Tan Shen seemed to be infected by his feelings and felt a pang of sadness.
Tan Shen said again, "Mr. Fu, perhaps your wife is busy right now. Why don't we contact her tomorrow? Why don't you go back to your room and rest?"
Fu Shenyuan painfully lifted his eyelids and looked at Tan Shen in front of him. After staring at him for a while, he laughed self-deprecatingly.
With that smile, Fu Shenyuan felt an even greater pain in his heart. He gasped, clutching his chest, trying to suppress the pain.
After a long while, Fu Shenyuan finally let go of her hand and breathed smoothly.
He lowered his head, and the light shone on his brow bone, just enough to obscure his eyes. Tan Shen couldn't see the expression in his eyes, but he knew that even if he could see it, the pride and arrogance in them had been worn away.
Fu Shenyuan said quietly in a low voice, "Maybe you're right. She was just busy and didn't have time to answer my call. She was just busy, not that she didn't want to see me..."
Tan Shen was shocked. No one could convince Fu Shenyuan of his tone. They all understood that Jiang Ranxing really didn't want to see Fu Shenyuan, but no one dared to say it out loud, as if their hearts would be unable to bear such pain once they did.
Fu Shenyuan laughed self-deprecatingly for a long time, without making any move. After a long while, he stood up, as if his mind had been utterly destroyed, and prepared to leave the desolate rooftop.
However, at that moment, the phone screen lit up.
Upon seeing this, Tan Shen immediately handed the phone on the table to Fu Shenyuan, his tone filled with excitement.
"Mr. Fu! It's your wife on the phone, please take a look!"
After listening, Fu Shenyuan turned around, his eyes finally regaining their light. He took the phone with great care, his fingers trembling, but he still managed to press the answer button.
Fu Shenyuan was filled with indescribable excitement, but his heart sank to the bottom the moment he heard the voice on the other end.
He recognized the voice on the other end very well.
After preparing dinner, Wen Qingrang was about to go upstairs to check if Jiang Ranxing had woken up when she saw Jiang Ranxing's phone screen light up as she passed through the living room. The screen displayed a number of missed calls.
Logically speaking, he wouldn't touch Jiang Ranxing's phone.
However, so many calls were made on the other end. Generally speaking, only very important and urgent matters would result in so many calls. Wen Qingrang was also afraid of delaying Jiang Ranxing's matter, so he planned to ask first and then talk to Jiang Ranxing.
So Wen Qingrang pressed the call button and dialed the number.
"Hello, is there something urgent you need to contact Ranxing? She's not available to answer the phone right now, but if possible, I can pass on her message."
Wen Qingrang spoke into the phone, and Fu Shenyuan heard everything he said.
Fu Shenyuan instantly recognized whose voice it was. He gripped his phone tightly, and his gaze became unusually sharp.
"How did her phone end up with you? It's so late, and you were with her?"
Fu Shenyuan's mind was trembling violently. At this time, the fact that he could get Jiang Ranxing's phone meant that they were in the same place!
Fu Shenyuan couldn't help but imagine many things, and the more he thought about it, the more unacceptable it became. They had disappeared together for so long, could they have developed some kind of relationship that he found hard to accept, or could something have happened between them?
This realization made Fu Shenyuan feel an indescribable bitterness and distress, making him feel restless and uneasy.
"Wen Qingrang, don't you owe me an explanation?!"
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