She said she had never liked him; she must be lying.
"Yingying, you really do stab where it hurts, but I don't believe a single word you say."
"After so much time, even the deepest feelings will have faded. I know that myself, whether you believe me or not... I don't care."
"Yingying, I can apologize, or you can do whatever you want to me, just don't say things like that to upset me." He hugged Ji Fuying's leg tightly, disregarding his image.
"Let go." Ji Fuying's eyes were devoid of emotion; she only wanted to get away from this hypocritical man.
That night three years ago.
She begged for mercy countless times, and fainted several times from the pain, completely staining the white sheets red.
She still remembers everything vividly. How can his apology erase all the hurt?
That day he brought Xingchu back, and they were in the room together... Did he ever think about her feelings?
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have lost control and fought with the bodyguard, almost losing her daughter in the process.
Each and every one of these things is etched in her memory, causing her immense pain. She longs for her forgiveness, but perhaps only in the next life.
Seeing that the man refused to let go, Ji Fuying warned again, "I'll say it one more time, let go."
The man held her tightly, refusing to let go, and his grip tightened.
Ji Fuying narrowed her eyes, a flash of hatred crossing them. She forcefully pried Ji Yan's hand away and kicked him hard in the chest.
Ji Yan lay on the floor clutching his chest, unable to get up for a long time, and blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing his disheveled appearance, Ji Fuying felt a pang of pain in her heart. She had used all her strength in that kick, enough to keep him recovering for a long time.
"Han Xiao, take your CEO back to rest."
Standing to the side, Han Xiao walked unsteadily toward Ji Yan, helped him up, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Ji, shall we go back?"
Ji Yan frowned and shook his head firmly, "Help me upstairs and bring my things back with you."
After that, he moved back to the old house. Even if Yingying still refused to forgive him, at least he could see her often there.
"No, you're not allowed to move back. Did I agree to that?" Before Ji Fuying could say anything, An He couldn't hold back any longer.
Yingying left home to avoid him. What if he moves back and drives her away again?
Therefore, she absolutely cannot let Ji Yan move back.
"Mom, don't forget, this is my home too." Ji Yan explained helplessly before Han Xiao helped her up the stairs.
With every step I take, a sharp pain shoots through my chest. This woman is getting more and more ruthless. It seems I need to find some time to practice some more, otherwise it might be too late if she suddenly kills me one day.
"Yingying, I'm sorry..." Anhe looked at her daughter with deep regret. She had just promised her last night that she wouldn't let Ji Yan come near her, but...
"Mom, you've done enough for me. We're not children anymore. Let's handle things between Ji Yan and me ourselves."
After all, Ji Yan is also her mother's biological son. How could she really let her mother fall out with her own son for her sake?
Moreover, when she kicked Ji Yan just now, her mother chose to stand by and watch without blaming her at all, which made her very content.
"Okay, Mom believes you can handle it. If you can't, remember to tell me, okay?"
"I know, I'm a little hungry. I really want to eat Aunt Lin's shrimp dumplings." She touched her flat stomach, her eyes constantly glancing towards the kitchen.
"Don't worry, Aunt Lin was worried you wouldn't have enough to eat, so she spent the whole morning making these."
Just then, Aunt Lin came out carrying shrimp dumplings, her face beaming with a warm smile. "Miss is awake! Come and eat them while they're hot!"
Ji Fuying walked to the dining table, looked at the bowl of delicious-looking shrimp dumplings, and unconsciously swallowed. Then she turned to Anhe and said, "Mom, have some too."
“Mom has already eaten, you eat, Mom will keep you company.” Anhe pulled out a chair and sat down next to her, but then fell into deep thought.
Her son is back, so it seems she'll have to stay by Yingying's side every step of the way for now. She's married and has a daughter, so she can't let Ji Yan disturb her life under any circumstances.
Ji Yan returned to his room upstairs and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a bright red footprint on his chest.
His eyes darkened slightly, and then he suddenly laughed.
Han Xiao, standing behind him, nearly turned and ran away. Had President Ji been kicked in the head and gone mad?
Most importantly, will he take his anger out on himself?
"Han Xiao, do you know how much that kick hurt? It really hurts."
"Um... Mr. Ji, I'll go get your medicine." If we don't leave now, we might not be able to leave later.
"No need, let it hurt like this, because it proves that Yingying has really come back."
His chest ached, but he was happy inside. He would make it up to her in the future and never let her suffer any more grievances.
At noon, Han Xiao went back to the company to handle official business and brought back everything Ji Yan needed.
To prevent Ji Fuying from leaving again, he decided to move his office to his home office.
At the dinner table, everyone was helping Ji Fuying pick up food, while Ji Yan sat there all alone, ignoring everyone.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad, Grandpa and Grandma. You all eat quickly, no need to serve me any more food." She looked up at them and smiled, a beautiful curve appearing at the corners of her mouth.
Just as Ji Fuying was eating, a peeled shrimp was handed to her, and she could tell whose hand it was just by looking at it.
She silently moved her bowl away and turned to another direction; she couldn't eat anything he had touched.
Everyone lowered their heads awkwardly, but Ji Yan remained calm and composed; he had expected Yingying to refuse.
But it's okay, he has plenty of patience.
He pleaded earnestly with utmost tenderness as he looked at her retreating figure, "Yingying, can you give me another chance?"
Over the past three years, he has experienced the full spectrum of emotions: longing, guilt, self-blame, and remorse. So many emotions almost consumed him.
The only reason he was able to endure it was because of that sliver of hope in his heart that he managed to hold on.
Fu Ying put down her chopsticks and turned to look at him quietly. "I heard you got me a sister-in-law. Congratulations! I was in a bit of a rush this time and forgot to bring a gift. I'll make it up to you another day."
In her heart, from that night onward, from the moment he and Xingchu had their relationship, there was no longer any possibility between them.
She's not the kind of person who's willing to compromise. If he really tries to force her, then they might as well die together.
It wasn't that she was too ruthless or too decisive; it was that she truly couldn't accept Ji Yan touching her again.
From her resolute gaze, Ji Yan knew that she had truly given up on him and wasn't even prepared to give him the slightest chance.
His angular face gradually turned pale. He tried to reach into his pocket for a cigarette, but his hand trembled so much that he couldn't get it out.
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