Whether he announced his marriage or notified his divorce, I was completely cooperative.
I thought that from now on we could go back to our old ways.
But I didn’t expect that they couldn’t even tolerate my existence.
Fu Qichuan hugged me tightly, almost rubbing me into his bones and blood, and whispered to comfort me, "No! Nanzhi, that's not what I meant. Don't get excited."
"What do you mean?"
I tried my best to control my trembling body and said sarcastically, "Are you saying you never thought about marrying her? Are you saying you sent me abroad out of consideration for me?"
What was the shot fired at me? What was the defense of Shen Xingyu in front of Old Madam Shen?
Is it a joke?
Or do I deserve it?
I won’t believe it anymore, and I dare not believe it anymore.
Although some of what the Shen family girl said was unpleasant and harsh, it was true. Fu Qichuan and I are not from the same world at all.
Because of Grandpa Fu, I once briefly moved closer to him, but it was all just a vague and illusory illusion.
Even though he and I live under the same roof, we are two parallel lines that do not interfere with each other.
Hearing this, Fu Qichuan paused on my back, loosened his grip slightly, and rested his hand against my forehead, his gaze scorching. "In short, trust me, trust me one last time..."
I felt like I was being burned by something, and subconsciously tried to move away. I was thinking about something, but I met his gaze without blinking. "Why should I trust you? Do I trust that you haven't even let me have a child after three years of marriage?"
The words he said on the day he received his divorce certificate have been like a thorn in my heart.
It's not for myself, it's because the child is not worth it.
His eyes were filled with guilt and helplessness, and he spoke carefully: "That sentence, I said to..."
“Knock knock—”
There was a sudden knock on the door I was leaning against. "Who's in there?"
It was Zhou Fang's voice.
His voice was deep and fierce, different from his usual nonchalant tone.
This is the Shen family's territory, and Zhou Fang is familiar with Shen Xingyu. If he knew about it, he would tell Shen Xingyu casually.
Shen Xingyu is going to find ways to cause trouble for me again!
I really don't want to be entangled in these things after getting divorced. I pushed Fu Qichuan hard, but he remained motionless. I lowered my voice and asked, "What's going on between you and Zhou Fang?"
"Is it related to you?"
I was filled with rage and stared at him resentfully, "Let me go! If Zhou Fang sees you and me together, your plan to marry Shen Xingyu will be ruined..."
Before I could finish my words, the force that was restraining me suddenly disappeared.
The man who was eager to make a promise with me the minute before is now afraid that his fiancée will know that he is entangled with me.
I pursed my lips, watching the direction he left, my heart tightening slightly, almost imperceptibly.
He turned around and opened the door, looking at Zhou Fang with a scrutinizing look.
He glanced past me into the yard and asked coldly and sinisterly, "Why are you here?"
"I, I came out after breakfast and got lost. I suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, and when I passed by here, I saw the door was open..."
Zhou Fang didn't ask any further questions. He resumed his relaxed demeanor and said calmly, "This is not a place for you. Don't come in casually in the future."
I shouldn't have replied, but perhaps feeling a little guilty, I asked, unsure of how to proceed. "Why?"
"No outsiders are allowed to enter."
His slender, cold white hand fell on the door, and with a light push, he closed the door completely, and even changed the unlocking code.
Throughout the whole process, he was neither hurried nor slow, but serious and pious, not afraid of breaking anything.
It's like he's doing something big.
Those who knew would just close the door and change the password, while those who didn't would think he was praying to God.
I reacted, "This is... your little fiancée's yard?"
Zhou Fang's thick, straight eyelashes trembled slightly, and he glanced at me sideways. "You know, but why are you asking?"
"you……"
I couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if you really can't find her?"
He stared at me, narrowed his eyes, and curled his lips in a provocative manner: "Then I won't let anyone get away with it, including you."
"...Then you really think too much."
I almost choked on his words, "I wouldn't even want someone like you to give to me."
Having suffered at the hands of Bai Yueguang once at the hands of Fu Qichuan, she had had enough.
From now on, I will stay away from men with white moonlight.
Besides, who is he? The Zhou family's only prince for five generations.
Why should I, a divorced woman, dream of entering his house?
Forget about him, his family would have to use all their weapons to kick me out.
"Master Zhou, Miss Ruan."
The housekeeper came running over breathlessly, "I've been looking everywhere, why are you here? The old lady was just looking for you."
When we returned to Old Madam Shen's yard, Fu Qichuan and Shen Xingyu were both there.
Shen Xingyu was a little upset, "Are you really not going to attend Qi Chuan and I's engagement party?"
"Marriage is a big deal, and my father is here to take care of it."
When Mrs. Shen saw me come in, she waved at me and said nonchalantly, "I'm old now and don't like to get involved in these lively things."
I nodded slightly, walked over to the door, and the old lady held me beside her.
Shen Xingyu was so angry that her teeth itched and she wanted to crush the teacup. "What if it's Shen Qingli's engagement party?"
"Ever since you were little, you've always loved competing with Qingli."
The old lady didn't answer, she just said this.
In fact, the answer is obvious. Shen Qingli, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, is the granddaughter of the old lady who has one quarter of her blood.
Then I can't just attend it, I have to take charge of it myself and make it a big event.
Shen Xingyu wasn't too stupid; she understood the situation and started to feel aggrieved. "How could I not compare myself to her? Ever since I was little, even the servants at home have always liked to talk about how clever and quirky Shen Qingli was as a child! But no matter how clever she was, she's long gone. Why can't you guys praise her more...ah!"
Before she could finish her words, Zhou Fang suddenly grabbed a teacup and poured the warm tea all over her head.
Zhou Fang was completely unaware of how ungentlemanly he was acting, and a stern expression spread across his face. "Shen Xingyu, what makes you think you can compare to her? The qualifications for you to stand here and shout orders were all given to you by her."
With just a few words, Shen Xingyu was trampled into the dirt.
It’s almost like saying it directly, how dare you, a fake, compare yourself to the original?
The man who had blocked me behind him in the past, now took a long step and stood in front of Shen Xingyu, his brows cold, "Mr. Zhou, no matter what she says, she is still my fiancée."
"Yeah?"
Zhou Fang chuckled and said meaningfully, "If she really wants to marry into the Fu family, I will consider giving her a higher regard."
Fu Qichuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and before Shen Xingyu could hear the hidden meaning in his words, he spoke with great force.
"Whether you look up to someone or not is not that important."
"oh."
Zhou Fang didn't take it seriously. He glanced from me to Shen Xingyu, and said with a half-smile, "Do you really think he'd like you?"
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