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Chapter 139 Do You...Don't Want Me?



Chapter 139 Do You...Don't Want Me?

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration.

I think you can search for relevant information on the Internet.

Thinking of this, she directly clicked on the webpage and typed in a few keywords, expecting to find it, but found that she could not find the information at all for the time being.

She still had some disbelief in her heart.

I learned from Wang Ma that Fu Hechuan had a social engagement outside and would not be back for dinner.

Ruan Huan had no choice but to eat his meal alone.

After washing up, she was confused and unable to sleep, so she sat alone on the sofa and decided to wait for Fu Hechuan to come back and muster up the courage to ask him about the matter.

Otherwise, this matter will always weigh on her mind.

The night is getting darker.

When Fu Hechuan came back, there was a trace of fatigue on his face.

The house was shrouded in darkness as usual.

He had a blank expression on his face, having long been accustomed to this dark night.

It seemed that only endless darkness could bring him brief peace of mind.

Following the faint moonlight, he walked to the dining table, poured a glass of water, and wanted to sit down and rest to relieve his fatigue.

Just as he approached the sofa, he noticed the familiar petite figure lying on the sofa. His steps paused and his eyes flashed.

As he got closer, he could see the girl's fair and tender face in the moonlight outside the window. He didn't know what she was dreaming about, as her brows were slightly wrinkled.

He looked at it quietly for a while, and his eyes gradually became deep and complicated.

There was a deep dark emotion in his eyes.

He even bent down slightly and reached out his hand, wanting to touch her face.

Noticing that the person on the sofa was moving and seemed to be waking up, Fu Hechuan quickly came to his senses, his face returned to normal, and he stood up straight.

As a result, when Ruan Huan suddenly woke up, he noticed a figure beside him.

She rubbed her eyes, looked carefully, and stood up suddenly.

"You're back."

The tall figure came into view, and even without turning on the lights, Ruan Huan could feel the chill emanating from him.

Fu Hechuan didn't answer directly, but asked in a deep voice: "Why are you sleeping on the sofa so late? I don't have money to let you sleep in the bed?"

"..."

Ruan Huan seemed to want to say something but stopped.

Fu Hechuan just glanced at her lightly without saying much. He turned around and prepared to go back to the bedroom. His back looked lonely.

Seeing that he was about to enter the bedroom, Ruan Huan became anxious. If he closed the door, she would have waited here in vain. She could not care about so much for the moment and took a few steps forward to stop him.

Fu Hechuan paused and looked back at her.

Seeing her hesitating, he frowned and said, "If you have something to say, tell me quickly."

Ruan Huan mustered up his courage and said, "Are you and Wen Yiru... going to form a marriage alliance?"

Hearing this, Fu Hechuan's expression suddenly changed. He stared at Ruan Huan for a few seconds and asked, "Where did you hear that?"

To Ruan Huan, Fu Hechuan did not deny it at the first time, but chose to ask back, which actually meant he admitted it. Her heart sank.

"I heard what San San said when I went out with Ning Ning today."

Fu Hechuan took a deep breath, and his tone was emotionless: "Don't mind my business."

Ruan Huan's eyelids twitched.

Confirmed again, this is what it means to admit!

The complex emotions in her heart were churning back and forth. She couldn't help it. Seeing Fu Hechuan was about to move forward again, she hurriedly grabbed his arm: "What about me, do you... don't want me anymore?"

As she said this, she suddenly thought of that night when Fu Hechuan suddenly smiled sadly at her.

She finally understood what was hidden behind that smile.

Perhaps there was a sign that night.

But she didn't think much about it at the time.

People will not accept things beyond their cognition, and naturally will not pay attention to details that they cannot see.

When Fu Hechuan heard this, the emotion in his eyes grew stronger. When he saw Ruan Huan's aggrieved look, his heart suddenly tightened.

It was just a short moment. He suppressed his inner discomfort and broke away from Ruan Huan's hand, his tone still the same: "Who are you asking me? Who I marry has nothing to do with you."

"But we have already... that, you..."

Ruan Huan was halfway through his speech when he became too embarrassed to speak.

"Oh," Fu Hechuan's eyes were unclear, "Do you want me to be responsible for you for the rest of my life?"

Ruan Huan lowered his head and said nothing.

Ever since she had a relationship with Fu Hechuan, her heart had changed, so when she heard that Fu Hechuan might be marrying someone else, she reacted so strongly.

Noticing that Ruan Huan was in a very low mood and kept his head down, Fu Hechuan also became inexplicably irritated.

"Look up at me."

After I finished speaking, there was no response.

The other party still maintained the original posture.

Fu Hechuan pursed his lips tightly, unable to see the expression on her face at the moment. He walked straight forward, pushed her against the door, and held her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up.

"Why don't you look up at me?"

Ruan Huan suppressed her grievance and turned her face away, refusing to look at him.

Eyes watery.

Suddenly, he saw Fu Hechuan took out his wallet from his pocket, and then took out several black cards, and handed them to him forcefully: "Didn't you ask me to be responsible? Are these enough?! These are all compensation for you!"

Ruan Huan's face turned pale.

She felt that it would have been better if Fu Hechuan had not taken it out, but now he took out the bank card in front of her and even asked for compensation. This was a shame for her.

Unable to control her emotions any longer, she threw the bank cards directly to the ground.

"What do you think I am?! I don't want it! I don't want your compensation!"

Fu Hechuan was slightly stunned by her big reaction and stared at her.

His face gradually turned cold.

"If you have the guts, just keep asking for it."

Ruan Huan didn't respond, but pushed him away. Without looking at the expression on his face, she hurried back to the room and slammed the door shut.

Only Fu Hechuan stood there for a long time, staring at the bank card on the ground in deep thought.

The clenched palms loosened weakly.

His shoulders slumped.

The back figure is extremely lonely.

……

The next day.

Zhou Ning followed Huo Qingzhou to the Huo family's old house.

The car stopped, and Zhou Ning and Huo Qingzhou got out one after another.

She didn't know if it was because she had come to the old house many times, but when she saw it again, she would occasionally feel a sense of familiarity.

When he was about to go in with Huo Qingzhou, he found that Huo Qingzhou went around to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

Then he winked at the servant standing beside him.

The servant immediately understood, walked forward quickly and took out the things inside.

Zhou Ning took a curious look and found that the servant took out several large boxes. Then he looked at Huo Qingzhou with the same curious eyes.

Huo Qingzhou raised the corners of his lips slightly and replied, "This is a gift prepared for them."

"When did you prepare the gift?" Zhou Ning was surprised. "Why didn't I know about it?"

"Take some time."

"What day is today? Why do you suddenly need to prepare gifts?"

"A normal day."

When Zhou Ning asked what the gift was, Huo Qingzhou deliberately kept it a secret: "You'll know when you get it."

After hearing this, although Zhou Ning was very curious, he obediently did not ask any more questions.


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