The air seemed to freeze, and my heart was hanging in mid-air.
It seemed like she was still expecting him to explain something.
After a moment of stalemate, only a cold question came over: "Why are you so anxious to get a divorce?"
The emotions in my chest were weighing me down so much that I could hardly breathe. I looked up at the glaring lights in the living room and blinked. Even though I was devastated, the words I said were cruel.
"Yes, anxious."
At least I should break up with him completely before I show I'm pregnant.
I can't afford to gamble with my children.
Behind me, the man didn't say anything else, and the only answer I got was the crisp sound of the door closing.
I felt as if all my strength had been drained away, and I slowly slid down the shoe cabinet, staring blankly at the ceiling.
My heart suddenly felt empty, filled with an uncontrollable dull pain.
That night, for the first time in my life, I was not troubled by pregnancy symptoms and tossed and turned in bed.
The autumn night's strong wind howled all night long, as if pouring into my body, soaking me with coldness.
Probably, I can accept that he doesn't love me, and I can also accept that he married me under my grandfather's arrangement.
But it was too hard to accept that the three years of marriage that had made my wish come true were nothing more than a sacrifice he had to make for another person.
It was in vain that I was so happy that I thought I had picked a star from the sky.
…
The next day, I just woke up and received a call from Jiang Lai, asking me how my foot was and whether I wanted to take a leave to rest.
I got out of bed and tried it, and it seemed fine.
Although it is not completely normal, it does not affect the journey too much.
She said she would pick me up downstairs in twenty minutes.
I wasn't given any chance to refuse.
When I finished packing and went downstairs, my milky white Panamera was parked right at the exit of the apartment building.
Jiang Lai rolled down the car window and glanced at my feet suspiciously, "Are you really okay?"
"It's nothing. Senior Lu bought me some medicine yesterday. He's quite helpful."
As I spoke, I sat in the passenger seat.
Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow with interest, started the car, and smacked his lips repeatedly, "Just think about how happy you would have been if the person you liked back then was Senior Lu!"
"You talk as if if I like someone, they will like me back." I was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"That's possible."
Jiang Lai suddenly thought of something and spoke meaningfully, "Tell me, if the person who actually sent you to the school hospital and brought you food was actually Lu Shiyan, would you fall in love with him as much as you like Fu Qichuan?"
I laughed, "There are no ifs in this world."
"What if there really is one?"
Jiang Lai refused, "Just tell me if you can do it or not."
Hearing this, I glanced at the crowds of people outside the car window, thought for a moment, and finally shook my head, "I don't know."
Whether you like it or love it.
It's more about the feeling at a certain moment.
If it was Lu Shiyan who took me to the school hospital that day, I would have seen him when I opened my eyes, and the sunlight would have shone on him as well.
Maybe, I will really fall in love with it.
But there is no if. What I saw was Fu Qichuan, and from then on, there was only Fu Qichuan in my eyes.
"Fate,"
Jiang Lai rarely felt sad for life, "It really is a trickster."
"Don't talk about me, how far have you and He Ting progressed?"
"From a one-night stand,"
Jiang Lai kept it a secret for a moment, then smiled and said, "It turned into a multi-night stand."
"That's all?"
"That's all."
I raised an eyebrow, "You don't like him at all?"
"A little bit,"
Jiang Lai finished answering and suddenly laughed sarcastically, "But what's the point of liking it? My mom even said that she married my dad because she loved him."
"But that doesn't stop them from hitting each other on the head when they fight."
"Where in this world is there any true and long-lasting love?"
I actually know that she doesn't believe in love, or even family affection.
After her father's business failed, he began to drink, gamble, beat his wife and beat his daughter.
Her mother simply disappeared, leaving her to grow up with her unreliable father, where she was often beaten.
I was afraid she would be upset, so I changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Then why have you been so nice to me for so many years?"
She rolled her eyes. "Who was it that cried on the rooftop in the middle of winter, tears and snot running all over my hand, begging me not to jump off the building?"
When I mentioned this, I touched my nose in embarrassment.
She was sitting on the rooftop enjoying the breeze. I was shocked when I saw her, so I rushed over, grabbed her and tried to pull her down.
She was also startled, thinking someone wanted to kill her, and began to struggle.
In the end, she said that she was just in a bad mood and was just blowing the wind. She didn't want to jump off the building, but she was almost scared to death by me.
But it was also because of this that our relationship changed from ordinary roommates to good friends who could talk about anything.
Jiang Lai chuckled, stretched out his hand and hooked it behind him, throwing a bag into my arms, "Have breakfast. I bought you some bread and yogurt. You can take the rest to the company to fill your stomach when you are hungry."
"You really love me the most."
"fart."
Jiang Lai cursed, "I obviously only love you."
…
On this day, Fu Jinan rarely came to see me.
As long as you just focus on your work, working at Fu's is actually quite pleasant.
However, when I got off work in the evening, I knew why.
Fu Qichuan really only spent one night to change the car I bought for her yesterday into the same color as mine, and parked it next to my car!
Some people who have seen this incident even talked about it, saying that the relationship must be very good to buy this model of car and change it to the same color.
I just felt like there was something stuck in my throat.
On the one hand, he was causing trouble for me because of his mistress, and on the other hand, he was blocking my door and saying that he missed me.
So hypocritical.
I took a deep breath, forced myself to ignore it, and got into my car. Before I could lock the door, the back door was opened.
Fu Jinan came in with a smile on his face, "Nanzhi, are you going back to the old house too?"
Today is the day for our monthly family dinner. My grandfather called me at noon to remind me to go back.
I said irritably, "Does it have anything to do with you? Get out."
"Don't be angry, I just want to use your car."
Fu Jinan's eyes curved as she said gently, "Although I have a car too, it was just bought for me by Achuan. I'm not familiar with it yet and don't dare to drive it. I'm bound to feel bad if it gets scratched."
Every word he said deliberately hurts my heart.
The boastful tone is so strong that it seems to suffocate people.
I got out of the car quickly, opened her door, and said coldly, "You're riding with me. Do you mind me? Get out and don't dirty my car."
"Isn't this car bought by the Fu family? I'm also a member of the Fu family. Do I have to ask your opinion before I can sit in it?" Fu Jinan said in a tough attitude, as if she was the owner of the car.
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