If you listen carefully, you can hear the tremor in his voice.
Jiang Shu took a deep breath, and at Mo Yi's urging again, she opened the car door directly. She walked past Fu Shiyan and got out of the car, then folded her arms and walked to Ming Yuan without saying a word to anyone.
Fu Shiyan's lips were pale and he quickly followed her, looking at her almost lustfully. He wanted to touch her but didn't dare, so he cautiously called out: "Xiao Shu..."
Jiang Shu lowered his head and didn't say a word.
She walked very fast, and Fu Shiyan always kept a distance and followed her.
"Xiao Shu! Look at me!"
When passing by Wensu, the last sound drifted into her ears, which made her feel endlessly sad. When Fu Shiyan called Jiang Shu, there was lingering sadness and heavy longing hidden in it.
Moreover, he was so humble in front of Jiang Shu...
Wensu originally thought that Fu Shiyan had been very obedient to him these days, but he never expected that he was like this to Jiang Shu... He was bowing his head regardless of a man's face, just like a dog who wants his master
Take care of yourself.
Is this still Fu Shiyan?
Jiang Shu kept his head lowered until he paused when passing by Wensu and glanced at her.
Just at this glance, Wensu's whole body tensed up, as if he was a child who had done something wrong.
Jiang Shu's eyes were calm, but full of content.
"...sister-in-law, sister-in-law..."
Jiang Shu did not respond and continued to walk into Mingyuan. Wensu and Fu Shiyan looked at each other and immediately explained: "Sister-in-law, have you misunderstood? Ayan and I have nothing to do, we are just simple brothers and sisters..."
Wensu continued to explain, but Jiang Shu didn't say a word. She had to stop and said awkwardly: "Brother Ayan, how about I go back today..."
Fu Shiyan didn't even pause, as if he didn't hear what she said, and chased Jiang Shu upstairs, and the door was slammed shut.
Wensu felt cold all over.
"Xiao Shu." Fu Shiyan coaxed the woman in a low voice and said softly, "You misunderstood."
Returning to the familiar master bedroom, Jiang Shu felt unfamiliar. She took off her hat and coat, and was about to enter the bathroom to take a shower. However, the man grabbed her arm suddenly and said, "Speak!"
His patience was running out and his voice was getting deeper and deeper.
Jiang Shu happened to be holding the wound by him, and subconsciously shouted out, frowning.
Fu Shiyan paused, immediately let go, and then quickly rolled up her sleeves. They were covered with bruises, which looked particularly cruel on her white arms.
He suddenly had murderous intent, "Who did it?"
Jiang Shu was finally willing to look directly at him, pouring out endless grievances, "Mr. Fu is warm and soft, does it matter to you whether I live or die?"
"..." The muscles in Fu Shiyan's arms tensed, tightly restraining her, "I didn't go to Jiangcheng, you blame me."
Jiang Shu suddenly felt tired. She didn't want to explain her disappointment, because that was over and she had more important things to do.
"Let go of me, Fu Shiyan."
He didn't move, and restrained her with his arms. The two of them were very close, "Zhou Liangqi? Or Brother Hua?"
He is asking about injuries.
Jiang Shu looked away and his expression returned to calm, "It doesn't matter anymore. I just want to take a shower now. If you don't want me to jump off the stairs, just let me go."
Her character is almost extreme, as if she has experienced a bloody battle, emerged from the dead, and is so fearless in the face of death.
Fu Shiyan hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly let go of his hand, letting her warmth slowly disappear.