The tone was very gentle, yet it was chillingly cold.
It seemed that as long as Lin Guoan dared, he would crush Lin Guoan's hand.
This seems to be the first time that I truly feel the feeling of being protected by him.
But it came a little too late, and there was no ripple in my heart.
Lin Guoan moved and found that he, a big and strong man, could not move at all in Fu Qichuan's hands. He shivered and hurriedly explained.
"Boss Fu, this is an accident!"
Seeing this, my aunt was also a little scared, "Nanzhi..."
I really want to teach Lin Guoan a lesson, but my aunt is already like this, so it’s not appropriate.
I could only pull Fu Qichuan's arm and say, "Forget it, let him go."
When Fu Qichuan was angry, he was not so easy to listen to. He stared at Lin Guoan and said, "If you touch her, I will chop off your hands. Do you understand?"
"Mingqi Mingqi! I don't dare... Don't worry!"
Lin Guoan's face was pale and he made assurances repeatedly.
After Fu Qichuan finally pushed him away, I looked at Lin Guoan tiredly.
"I've already paid what I owed to Auntie for her medical expenses. As for the rest, don't worry about it anymore."
"you……"
Lin Guoan was naturally unhappy, but when he met Fu Qichuan's gloomy eyes, he didn't dare to say a word.
Afterwards, I helped my aunt into the room and couldn't help asking, "Has your aunt ever hit you in these years?"
My aunt sat on the hospital bed, head bowed, not knowing what she was thinking. After a long moment, she forced a comforting smile. "No, it's not like that. He was just angry. He didn't hit me at the time. Don't worry."
"good……"
I couldn't ask any more questions, so I asked about her condition again, helped her lie down, and then got up and left.
Only Lin Guoan and Lin Feng were left in the living room.
She no longer had the arrogance she had just now. When she saw me come out, she immediately said in a flattering tone: "Nanzhi, you, you go to Mr. Fu and speak well of me. You must explain clearly that you know I didn't mean to hit you just now. In all these years, when has your aunt ever hit you?"
I pursed my lips and gently reminded him, "Don't hit anyone."
"Okay, okay, I won't hit her again, okay? Please help me put in a good word for her." Lin Guoan said.
"It's all your fault! Mr. Fu looked so unhappy just now. How could I join Fu's?"
Lin Feng complained to him.
Lin Guoan was furious and slapped Lin Feng on the forehead, "You idiot! Who am I doing this for?!"
…
I didn't want to listen to them fighting each other, so I walked out of the ward.
I thought Fu Qichuan had already left, but I found that he was standing not far outside the door. When he saw me come out, he strode towards me.
"I'll take you there."
"Need not."
I refused immediately, and then quietly said, "Fu Qichuan, so you know what I'm talking about, right? He just said those things nonsense. He's just afraid that if I leave you, I won't have money to give them."
"Why didn't you mention this to me before?"
"What to mention? There's nothing to mention."
I walked towards the elevator.
Fu Qichuan walked slowly beside me, his expression gloomy and unclear, "You never told me that you had such a hard time as a child."
"That's not hard work."
The really hard part was when my mother passed away and my aunt didn't come to pick me up.
But after many days and nights, I figured it out. Everyone may have a dark period in their life.
I turned my head to look at Fu Qichuan in the sunset, thinking that it didn't matter, but my heart was still filled with bitterness. "Besides, you didn't even give me a chance to speak."
"Ruan Nanzhi."
His gaze fell on me without blinking, his eyes filled with unknown emotions, "I regret going to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you."
"Um?"
"I can't bear to divorce you."
His low voice seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
“…”
I licked my lips and pointed to the elevator that was about to arrive. "I'm leaving now."
I have already said what I can say. Repeating these meaningless things will only add to my troubles.
"I said, I'll give you a ride..."
"Achuan!"
The elevator door opened, and it was Fu Jinan inside. She was surprised and said softly, "Didn't you say you didn't have time to come this afternoon? You're still worried about me, aren't you?"
I didn't look up again, walked past her and entered the elevator. After pressing the floor button, I didn't even bother to look at Fu Qichuan's expression.
It's helplessness, irritability, and pampering.
It doesn't matter to me anymore.
What I must learn now is to let go. Let go of the person I have been chasing for eight years but still can't catch up with.
…
On the way home, Lu Shiyan called.
I answered the call with a smile, "Senior, what's wrong?"
"Have you shown your design for the competition to anyone else?" He asked in a serious tone.
I had a bad feeling, so I slowed down and thought carefully. "Besides Lai Lai, there's no one else."
Except for one night off at the company, the design draft never left the house.
There was a slight silence on the other end, and I couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen?"
"Let's talk about it when we meet. I'll come find you."
"No, I'll go to MS. I'm outside right now."
I turned around at the traffic light and asked, "I'll wait for you at the cafe downstairs."
He agreed immediately.
About twenty minutes later, when I arrived at the Starbucks under the MS Building, I saw Lu Shiyan through the floor-to-ceiling glass while I was still outside.
A beige shirt and khaki casual pants make him look particularly elegant and gentle, but there is also a sense of distance that makes him difficult to approach.
When I approached, the sense of distance suddenly disappeared. He chuckled and handed me a cup of hot drink, "Drink something hot."
"good."
I'm not too picky about what I drink, but after taking a sip, I looked at him and was surprised to find that it was my favorite drink.
Lu Shiyan always makes me feel that he understands me very well.
But I didn't know when he understood me.
I took two sips and got back to the point. "Something must have happened, right?"
"Um."
He nodded and spoke carefully, "Your design was plagiarized. But don't worry too much. It's yours, and no one can take it away from you."
"How is that possible?"
I immediately sat down, totally unable to believe it.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression becoming somewhat solemn. "The other party submitted their work earlier than you did. She sent it to us last night."
I was a little confused. "Can you tell me who it is? Or do I have to wait for the results of your group's discussion?"
Although this is not a formal competition, it is hosted by MS and has a great influence.
If this matter is not handled properly, someone will be ruined in the design circle.
Lu Shiyan didn't beat around the bush and said calmly, "It's Fu Jinan."
"she??"
"This is her design draft, take a look."
As he said this, he handed the phone to me.
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