Xu Zhiru picked up the documents scattered on the ground with trembling hands and looked through them one by one.
"This is impossible... This is impossible..."
She muttered something, her voice becoming increasingly sharper until it became a piercing scream: "Ah——!"
Xu Zhiru suddenly tore the document in her hand into pieces, and the fragments fell like snowflakes.
She suddenly rushed towards Fu Chen, grabbed his arm, and cried out at the top of her lungs: "It's you, Fu Chen! You are so indifferent to me! You forced me to do this!"
Xu Zhiru cried and beat Fu Chen, her emotions completely out of control.
Fu Chen looked at the crazy woman in front of him, without a trace of pity in his eyes, only endless disgust.
“That’s enough!”
Fu Chen pushed Xu Zhiru away fiercely, his voice cold, "Have you had enough of this?"
Xu Zhiru was pushed to the ground. She raised her head and looked into Fu Chen's cold eyes. The last glimmer of hope in her heart was shattered.
Fu's mother originally had some sympathy for Xu Zhiru, but when she saw her like this, she realized that she had been deceived.
New and old grudges surged into her heart, and Fu's mother rushed forward in rage, scratching and clawing at Xu Zhiru.
"You bitch! How dare you lie to my son! I'll fight you!"
While cursing, Fu's mother pulled Xu Zhiru's hair hard. Xu Zhiru's screams and Fu's mother's angry curses mixed together, and the ward was in chaos.
Fu Chen looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and felt a splitting headache.
He covered his head and closed his eyes in pain, not wanting to see this absurdity anymore.
Outside the ward, at the corner of the corridor.
Ning Nanxue stood there, watching the farce in the ward coldly through the crack in the door.
Manager Song stood beside her, looking at the chaotic scene with a frown on his face.
"Xu Zhiru really deserves it."
Secretary Chen stood aside, watching the farce in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Ning Nanxue looked at the dog-fighting between the once high-ranking Fu family mother and son and her carefully selected "heroine", and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Let's go."
Ning Nanxue said lightly and turned to leave.
Manager Song and Secretary Chen followed her, and the three of them left the hospital silently.
The hospital corridor was filled with Xu Zhiru's cries and Fu's mother's angry curses for a long time.
Ning Nanxue sat in the car, looking at the street scenes passing by quickly outside the window.
Her expression was calm, but deep down she didn't feel the pleasure of successful revenge. Instead, she felt a faint sense of emptiness.
Huayun Group, President's Office.
Jiang Tingchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his brows furrowed, and he looked into the distance with a worried look.
Ever since their last unpleasant parting, Ning Nanxue seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth, with no news from him at all, which made him feel extremely tormented.
He hadn't slept for several days, and his mind was full of Ning Nanxue's figure.
"Master, you haven't eaten for a whole day and night. If you continue like this, your body will collapse."
Mr. Li stood aside, looking at Jiang Tingchen's haggard appearance, and advised worriedly.
Jiang Tingchen didn't say anything, but just shook his head slowly.
How could he have the appetite to eat now?
"Mr. Li, do you think Nan Xue will forgive me?"
Jiang Tingchen's voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of confusion.
Mr. Li was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "Master, Miss Ning is a person who values friendship and loyalty. I believe that as long as you truly repent, she will definitely forgive you."
Jiang Tingchen gave a bitter smile: "Repent truly? How can I make up for the harm I've done to her?"
He turned around, looked at Mr. Li, and said firmly: "Mr. Li, please prepare a gift for me."
"Gift?"
Mr. Li was a little confused, "Master, what gift do you want to give?"
"I'll give you a list, and..."
Jiang Tingchen paused, with a hint of tenderness in his tone, "A bouquet of blue roses."
Mr. Li understood Jiang Tingchen's intention and nodded: "Okay, Master, I'll do it right away."
At dusk, Jiang Tingchen drove to the apartment building where Ning Nanxue lived.
He held flowers and gifts in his hands and looked up towards Ning Nanxue's room.
His heart was beating fast. He was looking forward to meeting Ning Nanxue again, but also afraid of being ruthlessly rejected again.
He stood downstairs, looking at the window of Ning Nanxue's room. The light was still off.
As night falls, the city lights flicker.
Ning Nanxue's car drove out slowly and stopped downstairs of the apartment building.
She got out of the car and looked up at the familiar floor with a complicated look.
She looked much thinner, her face pale, her former spirit gone, and she exuded a sense of fatigue and alienation. Standing there alone, she seemed particularly lonely.
Jiang Tingchen had been waiting not far away. When he saw Ning Nanxue appear, he immediately walked over quickly.
"Xue'er..." he called softly, his voice full of worry and tenderness.
He held a bouquet of blue roses and an exquisite gift bag in his hand, and handed them carefully to Ning Nanxue.
When Ning Nanxue saw Jiang Tingchen, a layer of frost instantly covered her already cold face.
She glanced coldly at the flowers and gifts in Jiang Tingchen's hands, without a trace of fluctuation in her eyes, as if those were hot potatoes that she could not avoid.
She simply ignored Jiang Tingchen's advances, took a step forward, and walked straight towards the apartment building.
Seeing this, Jiang Tingchen became extremely anxious and quickly chased after him.
"Xue'er, can you please listen to my explanation?" he said anxiously, his voice full of pleading.
He tried to grab Ning Nanxue's arm to make her stop.
Ning Nanxue shook off his hand as if she was avoiding the plague.
"Don't touch me!" she shouted, her voice cold and sharp. "Jiang Tingchen, I don't want to see you again!"
Her voice was so loud that it was particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Jiang Tingchen was hit hard by her cold attitude and decisive words, and he froze in place.
He could only watch Ning Nanxue walk into the apartment building without looking back, her back resolute and indifferent.
Ning Nanxue returned to the apartment, closed the door, and left the gifts and flowers sent by Jiang Tingchen alone outside the door.
She leaned against the door and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.
It's not that she was calm, but her reason told her that she couldn't give Jiang Tingchen any more chances.
She didn't want to make the same mistake again and didn't want to get hurt again.
Jiang Tingchen walked silently to Ning Nanxue's door and gently placed the gifts and flowers on the ground.
He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Ning Nanxue using a newly applied number.
"Xue'er, I know you don't want to see me now. I've left the gifts and flowers at the door. You should have a good rest and take care of yourself."
The text message was sent successfully, and Jiang Tingchen waited expectantly for Ning Nanxue's response.
However, the phone screen remained silent, without any movement.
The feeling of loss came like a tide, drowning him. He could only turn around silently, sigh and go back to his room.
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