We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 267 I Want to Stick Closer to Him



Chapter 267 I Want to Stick Closer to Him

At 8:30 in the evening, it was drizzling.

Suburban cemetery.

The flames gradually grew, and Wen Zhixia put the gold ingots into the fire.

On the tombstone, the portraits of my parents are as vivid as yesterday with the flames.

"So you're saying it was Yonglin who helped me find Foster?" Fu Ruoshi, standing next to her, was still puzzled after listening to Wen Zhixia's analysis. "Then why didn't he tell me? If he didn't want to stay out of it, why would he tell you? It doesn't make sense."

Wen Zhixia pondered, "Maybe he doesn't want to tell? Or doesn't want to hide it? Why don't you send him another message and ask."

Fu Ruoshi nodded and sent another message to Yonglin, asking him to contact him when he returned to China.

The rain was getting heavier. Fu Ruoshi opened his umbrella and squatted next to Wen Zhixia.

Although both of them have their own concerns, neither of them likes to complain. It is so rare for them to be together quietly, and silence is the best companionship.

"To be honest, sometimes I envy you." Wen Zhixia looked at the fire in front of her and the portraits of her parents, and said to Fu Ruoshi with emotion.

No matter how strict Fu Keming and Song Ailing were to him, at least in Wen Zhixia's eyes, she had accompanied Song Ailing to and from the United States several times to apply for bail, and had seen Song Ailing secretly cry several times.

She also understood their strictness. Without such strict family education, it would be easy to become arrogant and extravagant in such a powerful family, lose one's bottom line, and become like Zhao Xiaoning and Xu Hui, and eventually end up in a tragic end.

She also envied him for having parents to argue with.

I can only watch them in front of the tombstone.

"What do you envy me for?" Fu Ruoshi glanced at the tombstone and leaned closer to her. "Do you envy me for inheriting a fortune worth hundreds of billions but being betrayed by my closest relatives? Or do you envy me for being stunningly beautiful but unable to get the one I love most?"

Wen Zhixia tactfully stepped aside and said unhappily, "Can you please stop being so Versailles? How about you exchange lives with me? I'll inherit your beauty and your 100 billion fortune."

"Then there's no need to exchange," Fu Ruoshi laughed, "You already have beauty, and I can also give you a 100 billion fortune. In front of our parents, I will definitely keep my word."

Wen Zhixia rolled her eyes at him and said, "No. Also, these are my parents, not yours."

Fu Ruoshi didn't get the upper hand, and smacked his lips in grievance, "Don't be so eager to draw a line between you and me all the time, especially when I've just been injured."

Thinking of the battle he had just had with Fu Keming and the fact that he was injured, Wen Zhixia didn't say anything more.

I don't know how Fu Keming's condition is now...

Is there no room for improvement in his current condition?

Wen Zhixia has some hidden worries.

What she was most worried about was the person next to her.

If Fu Keming really doesn't have much time left, then Fu Ruoshi's next decision will change his own fate and the fate of many people. Whether Fu's family is handed over to him or to someone else, there will be a huge shock.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia glanced at Fu Ruoshi, hesitating whether to tell him or not.

She looked at him and found that he was also looking at her, his eyes shining even brighter in the firelight.

Wen Zhixia blushed and quickly looked away.

Often, she was afraid to meet his eyes at such a clear and close distance. She wasn't one to hide her feelings, and now she couldn't keep deceiving herself that she didn't care about him, that he wasn't in her heart...

After divorcing him, Wen Zhixia thought about never getting married again in this life.

She originally thought that this marriage had left her with a psychological trauma, making her feel that she was not suitable for marriage and could not fall in love.

However, after experiencing all the big and small things after the divorce, she gradually realized that there was no room for any other man in her heart except him.

Whether I love him or not is one thing, and whether they are suitable for each other is another. It seems that there is still something separating me from him, his family background, and the difference in our personalities. One is steady and cautious, while the other is ambitious.

Fu Ruoshi has a businessman's mindset. He always does things first and makes changes as he goes along. Wen Zhixia is a surgeon. On the operating table where lives are at stake, there is no margin for error. The slightest mistake may lead to an irreparable tragedy. Therefore, she is always cautious about her future marriage and life. She wants to plan every step before talking about marriage and never repeat the same mistakes.

So she is not ready yet, whether to keep his best moments in her memory, or to put aside the unpleasantness of the past and start a new journey with him.

"Hey. What are you thinking about?" Fu Ruoshi reached out and poked her blushing cheek, "Why don't you dare look at me? Are you hiding something from me?"

Wen Zhixia's heart skipped a beat.

He actually guessed it right.

Her emotions are always written on her face, and it's always easy to see through her.

"No," Wen Zhixia could only try to cover it up, "You think too much."

Fu Ruoshi saw through it but didn't say it out loud. He said seriously, "Even if you are hiding something from me, it must be because I did something wrong. Just keep it a secret and don't feel any psychological burden."

Wen Zhixia's eyes were filled with tears after hearing what he said.

She can tolerate criticism and accusations, but she will feel even more upset if she is tolerated when she is wrong.

"Okay, it's done," she said, hiding her emotions and standing up. "Let's go home. It's getting late. Go back to your own home. I'll take a taxi."

Fu Ruoshi exclaimed in surprise, "Grandfather, where am I going back to? Didn't you hear what Song Ailing said? I told you to take this unlucky thing of mine away, and now you want to return it?"

"..."

"Don't you have a villa?" Wen Zhixia said speechlessly. "You talk like you're homeless. Even if you're pretending to be pitiful, you should at least tell the truth."

After saying that, she strode down the stairs.

Fu Ruoshi followed her and kept pestering her, "Wen Zhixia, don't think that I won't dare to kiss you in front of our parents."

Wen Zhixia knew that he would keep his word, so she quickly quickened her pace. Fu Ruoshi followed behind, wanting to hold an umbrella for her. Wen Zhixia heard the hurried footsteps behind her and thought he was going to attack her again, so she started running in desperation.

Unexpectedly, the steps were too slippery on a rainy day, and she lost her balance, slipped, and fell on the steps...

It bounced down twice...

Wen Zhixia felt as if her buttocks and ankles were both bruised, and the pain made her vision blurry.

"Wen Zhixia!"

Fu Ruoshi was frightened and immediately dropped his umbrella and chased after him.

Wen Zhixia covered her ankle, bit her lip, and her big dark eyes were misty...

Fu Ruoshi felt distressed and blamed himself. He quickly rolled up her trouser legs and saw that her ankles were visibly swollen like steamed buns.

His eyes were filled with guilt, but his mouth was still rebellious, "Why are you running? Even if I kiss you, so what? Where on earth have I not kissed you?"

"Shut up!" Wen Zhixia slapped him on the shoulder awkwardly, "You're talking nonsense without even looking where you're going."

Fu Ruoshi was quite happy to be beaten by her. He took off his coat and put it on her. "It means that my sincerity has touched everyone here. They all want to give me a push and give me a chance to pursue you."

"Then why should I fall?" Now it was Wen Zhixia's turn to be upset, "Why should I push you instead of you? Who did I offend?"

Fu Ruoshi smiled shamelessly, "I fell, can you hold me up? If you can hold me up, I will throw you down right now."

It seems that there is some truth to it.

I started exercising my arm strength when I got home.

"Come up."

Fu Ruoshi carried her on his back and squatted down, "I'll carry you down."

Wen Zhixia had no choice but to jump onto his back and let him carry her down the mountain.

The distance down the mountain was neither long nor short, but Wen Zhixia could still feel a dull pain in her ankle. She subconsciously grabbed Fu Ruoshi's shoulders to prevent herself from making a sound of pain.

His back was broad and warm, and even on this damp and cold winter night, it was still so hot.

The familiar scent of soap lingered in the air around her along her collar. Wen Zhixia leaned against his back, feeling very safe and even wanting to fall into a deep sleep.

Her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but want to stick closer to him.

Fu Ruoshi felt that she was pinching his shoulders all the time, and thought she was enduring the pain, so he talked to her to distract her.

"If you were me, would you like to go back to the United States, or stay and inherit the Fu family?"


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