uy some groceries after work. Since I don't like eating takeout, it can also be used if there's an emergency with your mother and you can't reach me."His reason was one that Xu Qinghuan couldn't refu...Chapter 232: Let's Cancel Tomorrow's Wedding.
Xu Qinghuan naturally knew who he was referring to.
"No, I always have him pick me up at Dong Yue Bay. He'd get angry if I didn't."
The moment the words left her lips, Xu Qinghuan could immediately feel the air around the man grow noticeably colder.
His eyes were like sharp ice blades, piercing her heart to the point of trembling and bleeding...
Suddenly, Fu Yan shi raised his hand.
Xu Qinghuan instinctively dodged, only to realize he was just reaching for a cigarette in his pocket, lighting it, and taking an urgent puff.
It seems like this is the only way to keep him from wavering in his usual stoicism.
Because of his cleanliness, he never smoked indoors before, not even once.
She knew that Fu Yan at this moment must be unable to hold back his emotions. He was afraid of doing something impulsive and being disliked by himself.
At the dinner party, you just got out of the hospital, don't smoke.
Xu Qinghuan reached out to grab it, but Fu Yan was dodged by him, just like he avoided other women in his daily life.
But he finally didn't continue smoking, instead extinguishing the cigarette and taking a few steps back. "You go pack your things. I'm sorry, I was out of line just now."
A flat and emotionless remark pulled the two people's identities back into the dynamic of superior and subordinate.
Xu Qinghuan's chest felt tight, and her whole body felt numb and painful as if she had been struck hard.
He had been favored for too long, so long that he himself had forgotten that Fu Yan was a proud son of heaven. He had his own pride; he was the dream partner in the eyes of countless women, born to be pursued by others.
...for a long time.
She forgot that Fu Yan was once a distant and cold CEO.
"Hmm."
Xu Qinghuan softly responded with a voice and then walked inside.
She thought Fu Yan would leave, and even considered that given Fu Yan's current attitude, there was a possibility the wedding tomorrow might be canceled. He could just go with her to get a divorce certificate.
When everything was packed and she was walking back to the entrance hall, she realized that Fu Yan Shi was still standing there.
"You...how come you haven't left."
"He didn't come to pick you up. It's not easy to get a cab here, I'll take you out." It was still so considerate, but the tone wasn't as warm and gentle anymore.
Xu Qinghuan instantly understood Xia Wan's feelings towards Fu Yan when she was with him.
That's about it.
His upbringing instilled in him a gentlemanly respect for women, but don't even think about taking things any further.
Finally, I've also reached this position.
She took several deep breaths, letting her long lashes fall. "Fu Yan shi, if you don't…"
At 6:00 AM, the wedding company will pick you up.
Xu Qinghuan blinked her eyes, stunned.
She meant to say, what if the wedding tomorrow was cancelled
Actually, I think...
"You don't want a divorce anymore" Fu Yanshi looked down at her, but Xu Qinghuan dared not meet his gaze, she could only fix her eyes on the rise and fall of his Adam's apple.
"......thought."
"Then do as I say."
The atmosphere instantly returned to quiet, and the two of them didn't say another word.
Fu Yan shi helped her put the packed things into the trunk of the car. As she was leaving, Xu Qinghuan looked up and took one last glance at the house in Dongyue Bay.
This used to be where he and Fu Yan spent their intimate moments, now... This should be the last time I come here, right
After getting in the car, Xu Qinghuan sent Nie Zisen a text message.
So when Fu Yan arrived downstairs at Fu Jiajia's house, Nie Zisen was already waiting there.
The two men met again. While things weren't as confrontational as last time, they weren't exactly friendly either.
"Thank you, President Fu, for bringing Huanhuan back."u Yan when standing before Bai YueguangHaving made it crystal clear in her own mind about the ideological work she was about to do, Xu Qinghuan parked her car and walked into the arrival hall. From th...