Xu Qingran said, "She's not contacting you because she doesn't want to cause you any trouble."
Fu Wenzhou said with a stern face, "I'm not afraid of trouble."
"You're not afraid of trouble, but she's definitely doing it because she cares about you. If it's troublesome, why bother someone else? Why bother your own family? And you argued with her over something so trivial. Anyone would be upset. Even when you're so upset, she still called you. Why would she call you? It's because she cares about you, worries about you, and wants to comfort you and make up with you. But what did you do? You didn't even answer her calls."
Seeing the man's puzzled expression, which seemed to soften his stance, she pressed on, "You're essentially rejecting her offer of reconciliation. No wonder she's not replying to your messages. Your actions are worthy of a death sentence."
Fu Wenzhou was stunned: "Death penalty? We just had a fight! It's not like I don't love her anymore!"
“That’s right!” Xu Qingran said excitedly, “If you love her, you should have known her personality before you got together with her. Why can’t you tolerate her now when you could before? In the end, it’s because you’ve become more and more greedy. Once you’ve got something, you want to ask for more.”
Fu Wenzhou: "...Is that so?"
“Yes.” Xu Qingran took a sip of orange juice to moisten her throat. “Some people just keep their relationships and work very separate. Actually, if you think about it from another perspective, the reason she keeps them separate is not because she doesn’t care about you. It’s precisely because she cares about you a lot. She cares so much that she hopes your relationship is clean, pure, and without any impurities. It’s all about love, and nothing about interests.”
Xu Qingran whispered, "Think about it, isn't that the truth?"
Fu Wenzhou remained silent for a moment, then nodded as if suddenly realizing something: "You're right. Youyou must love me too much, which is why she doesn't want to get involved with me for personal gain. How come I never thought of that before!"
Xu Qingran waved her hand: "It's okay, it's not too late. You should call back quickly."
As he picked up the phone, Fu Wenzhou took a deep drag on his cigarette, a look of pain on his face.
He's so damn stupid, he didn't even answer Youyou's calls.
Fu Wenzhou quickly turned on his phone, finally finding an outlet for his frustration and irritability from the previous night.
I dialed the number impatiently.
The next second.
The door to the private room was slowly pushed open from the outside.
Song Qingyou walked in.
Her features were exquisite, yet blurred like the hazy moonlight, making it difficult to see clearly.
Her fingertips paused slightly, and her gentle gaze turned cold inch by inch when she saw Fu Wenzhou and the girl beside him, leaving only a bone-deep desolation that pierced through her body and landed in Fu Wenzhou's eyes.
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