Chapter 158 The Beast Trapped by Contradiction
The man whose spellcasting had been interrupted was not happy, and his tone was full of frustration: "Who told you not to talk?"
"And you're even using that expression to act all cute and affectionate with me..."
"If you utter another word of nonsense, I'm leaving right now," Ruan Yi threatened, frowning.
Her words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the man's ears, which were burning red. He immediately fell silent, not daring to think about what had just been said.
Ruan Yi took a deep breath, deliberately raised her voice, and steered the conversation toward a serious tone.
"What exactly did you and Fu Jingchen argue about?"
This sudden topic caused the man's slightly awkward and shy expression to freeze instantly, and the smile on his lips fell.
"I don't want to talk about it." He paused, then added, his voice tinged with frustration, "His swearing is absolutely awful!"
Ruan Yi didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at him quietly for two seconds, her gaze falling on his right hand, which wasn't in a splint.
She gently reached out her hand, her fingertips touching the back of his hand, and slowly took his hand in hers.
The man reacted faster than her; almost the instant her fingertips touched her, he grabbed her hand, enveloping her small hand in his palm and gently massaging the back of her hand with his fingertips.
Ruan Yi trembled slightly from the heat of the man's palm.
"Was your relationship with him really that bad before you met me?"
Fu Wang responded listlessly, "More or less."
Ruan Yin could feel the man's grip tighten a little. She gently squeezed his fingers and whispered a coaxing question.
"Is it only because of your identity? Tell me, I want to know."
Fu Jingchen is meticulous and you can't get much out of him. Only this big fool who can't hide his emotions would tell you the truth about his past.
The man hesitated for a few seconds, rubbing his fingertips against her palm as if making a decision, before finally speaking.
"You've heard about the Fu family's situation, haven't you?"
Ruan Yi nodded gently.
“Given what happened back then, it’s understandable that he hates me and my mother…”
“He said all those nasty things about my background, and I didn’t even argue back.” The man’s voice suddenly tightened at this point. “But he said I defamed you, he insulted me—”
Before Fu Wang could get angry, Ruan Yi quickly scratched his palm gently with her fingertips, "Don't be so fierce."
The man felt the itch in his palm, and his surging anger immediately dissipated. "I'm sorry..."
Seeing this, Ruan Yi continued to ask softly, "But I remember you told me that you must have been a very good child when you were little."
She carefully considered her words, trying to organize the questions she wanted to ask.
"Back then, didn't you try to ease the tension between you two?"
The man's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, "Yes..."
Ruan Yi's heart stirred, and she hooked her fingertips around his, gently entwining them, wanting him to continue.
The man, enveloped in the warmth of her fingertips, calmed down a bit before slowly speaking, awkwardly recounting the futile efforts he had made.
Ruan Yi felt as if something had hit her heart. "So he misunderstood, thinking that you were deliberately targeting him and excluding him, right?"
The man then nodded slightly.
Ruan Yi was heartbroken. She was clearly an angel, but her good intentions left a bad impression. Not only was she misunderstood, but she also went through two brushes with death, and now she's lying here again.
She didn't say anything more, but simply moved closer to the edge of the bed, bent down and gently pulled the man, whose upper body was still injured and wrapped in gauze, into her arms.
"So, didn't you ever think about explaining it to him?" The girl gently stroked the man's hair at the back of his neck, her voice clearly filled with pity.
Fu Wang snuggled closer to her, seemingly knowing that the girl was distressed. He took advantage of the situation and wrapped his arms around her waist even tighter, rubbing his nose against her chest, as if he wanted to inhale all the scent of the girl into his lungs.
He didn't answer immediately, but instead gently sucked on her skin, his eyes starting to glaze over.
After a long while, he finally mumbled something, his tone vague and awkward: "I'm not going to explain... what's there to explain?"
“It would be so stupid and pretentious to say it out loud; he would never believe it.”
Ruan Yi thought that this was probably the most worthless aspect of a man's self-esteem.
If she hadn't wanted to find out the truth today, this matter would probably have remained unknown until it was buried with him.
She didn't interrupt him, letting him hold her, licking and biting her soft breasts, even though it was extremely shameful...
But seeing how kind-hearted he was and now being brutally beaten by Fu Jingchen, he decided to let him off this time.
Ruan Yi had an indescribable headache. The plot was so cliché, yet both of them seemed to be in the right.
Fu Jingchen hadn't even gotten involved with her when he owned NovaVoy. If he really wanted to take action back then, making a mother and son disappear without a trace would probably have been too much trouble.
But he didn't do that. He didn't even do the most basic thing, like taking back the inheritance rights of the Fu family and leaving Fu Wang no room for maneuver. He did none of the revenge that is usually done in a wish-fulfillment novel.
Instead, she turned her resentment into strength and focused on her career. Such a mindset... at least Ruan Yi couldn't do it.
If Ruan Yi were Fu Jingchen, he would at least give her a good beating, regardless of the consequences.
The Fu family is fortunate to have produced two "good babies," but it's just that they both met her, which led to this mess.
How can we break this deadlock...?
Should I relay Fu Wang's words to Fu Jingchen?
Regardless of whether the other party will believe it, they will most likely think that Fu Wang is deliberately playing the victim to gain her sympathy, which will only exacerbate the conflict.
So annoying, so incredibly annoying.
What the girl didn't expect was that this dilemma wasn't something she could resolve at all.
An insecure boyfriend will find a way to hear it.
In the wards, which are several rooms apart.
The man's knuckles turned white as he gripped his phone.
Perhaps, as Fu Wang said, men are possessive monsters.
How could he possibly tolerate Ruan Yi whispering to Fu Wangguan in a room with him knowing?
Even though Ruan Yi said he was just visiting to check on his condition, his anxiety was almost burning away his reason.
In the end, the man still opened the rarely used eavesdropping software on his phone.
Ruan Yi's phone was in her pocket, and the sound was a little muffled through the thin fabric, but it was still audible.
He was never one to pry into a girl's privacy, but in this situation, he couldn't control himself.
The phone was slightly warm in his palm; the man's strength was so great that the phone's frame was slightly deformed from his grip.
The screen was leaking liquid around the edges, looking like it was about to crack at any moment, but thankfully the quality was good and it held up without breaking down.
When he heard Fu Wang say those things that made people think the wrong thing, he would have already attacked if it hadn't scared Ruan Yi.
At this moment, they could only stand there, stunned.
Through the monitoring system came Ruan Yi's gentle, guiding voice asking questions, followed by Fu Wang explaining the reason.
Some of those words, spoken intentionally to cause trouble and avoid disaster, overturned the man's understanding and judgment.
He concluded that Zhou Wan and Fu Wang were a despicable mother and son, full of shady and foolish schemes. Although there were reasons for their actions, their behavior was undeniably despicable and base.
He never imagined that Fu Wang would be a normal person with sound values.
Fu Jingchen lowered his eyes, looking at the chipped frame of his phone, lost in thought.
His mother, who had an unfortunate marriage, came from a scholarly family and was a gentle, charming, and elegant young lady.
His mother always taught him to distinguish right from wrong, to be kind and compassionate, and to leave room for maneuver. Even before she passed away, she hoped that he would not be blinded by hatred.
But who can uphold such lofty principles in the face of the hatred of losing love and the grief of losing their mother?
The phone was no longer playing the sounds from the other ward. Fu Jingchen gripped the phone, his fingertips pressing against the hot screen.
At this moment, he was like a conflicted, trapped beast.
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