Chapter Fifty Quarrel Part One

  That charity night turned into a nightmare for me.

  I kept avoiding Su Hao.

  It's either I sleep too late at night or I sleep too early.

  Someone as clever as him must have known I was avoiding him but chose to let it slide.

  Am I disappointed?

  Yes, I'm still sad.

  One day, this silent life finally came to an end. He left on a business trip without saying a word, only calling to have Yang's wife pass on the message to me.

  The next day, I received an express package.

  A large number of photos spilled out from the envelope.

  All over the floor... He's with someone else.

  At just one glance, I knew it wasn't Jiang Hanrui inside.

  I frowned and squatted down to pick them up one by one.

  In winter, he walked side by side with another woman in the academy.

  In the spring of the academy, he sat shoulder to shoulder with another woman on a long bench.

  In autumn, they still walked side by side on the road covered with fallen leaves...

  In the photo, he was in his twenties, and the woman had a tall figure, exuding a steady temperament, with every gesture revealing an enviable calmness and happiness.

  Jiang Hanrui is younger than me, but the woman in the photo is more mature than me.

  This stunningly fortunate Su Hao is a Su Hao I don't recognize.

  I picked up one by one with tears in my eyes, wiped away my tears and looked clearly, and then became blurry again.

  A photo with an airport as background caught his eye, he and that woman sat shoulder to shoulder in the waiting hall... embracing each other at the security checkpoint.

  This scene is ridiculously familiar.

  What's even more ridiculous is that the date on this background display board... was the day before yesterday, which was the day he went out of town.

  I stared at that photo, trying to suppress the surging emotions, feeling like every string in my brain was queuing up to dance!

  I crouched on the floor, feeling dizzy and unable to support myself, and the scene in that photo flashed more clearly in my mind.

  It's as if someone took a box of sharp needles and pierced my heart from top to bottom, the dense and fine needle pricks spreading layer by layer... hurting until numbness!

  I finally couldn't hold on, lay back on the floor, and took deep breaths.

  He has been away on business for three days, no phone calls, no messages.

  I couldn't help but take a deep breath and mock myself, was it because we were too sweet that we were envied by heaven?

  Is this how bad things are going to be? Haven't you woken up from the nightmare of that charity night yet?

  This man is Su Hao, a man I will probably never mistake for anyone else.

  But who is this woman beside him?

  I'm strong and didn't cry, maybe I was already too angry to cry.

  "Ma'am?"

  Yang's wife's voice came from the living room, I subconsciously hid the photo and got up from the floor: "I'm going upstairs to take a nap, I won't have dinner..."

  "Madam, sir has instructed us to eat on time, we can eat less but cannot skip meals."

  "Hmph, your husband..." I turned around the stairs, tears falling down, and curled up my lips in mockery: "Mr. Su, now still doesn't know who to be gentle with, let alone care about me?"

  I sat facing the window all night.

  Also thought of him for a night, heart ached for a night.

  Not long ago, I was still constantly reflecting on myself, telling myself that the years we were apart were my responsibility, and what happened during that time is all in the past for us.

  Since we've chosen to be together and I still love this person, let's put the past behind us. From now on, as long as he belongs to me, that's all that matters.

  But look, reality slapped me hard in the face.

  I couldn't help but make many assumptions.

  If this is a misunderstanding, would I accept him, who was previously connected with my ex-girlfriend?

  If this is true, can I stop loving him from now on?

  It's as if I've hit a dead end, regardless of whether this matter is true or not, there's now an invisible barrier between him and me, and I can no longer be as close to him as before, loving him without any reservations.

  I will suffer.

  It's as if I've walked into a sealed room and can't find the door.

  Whenever I get lost in myself, Jiang Wei is always someone who can help me untie the knot.

  We watched a group of young men and women boating in Beihai Park.

  He said I should trust him and have a frank face-to-face conversation with him about us and our future.

  He said that emotional enemies, misunderstandings, quarrels and cold wars are the most normal things in the process of two people being together. If you can get through them, then you will achieve a good result; if you can't get through them, then change to another person and start again.

  It's just that simple.

  He asked me: "What kind of person is he in your eyes?"

  "Mature, steady, powerful, and calculating."

  Jiang Hui smiled: "You're okay, you didn't bring up his family background." He also said, "Think carefully, why is he with you?"

  "I couldn't help but lash out: 'Are you going to keep finding ways to attack me? Why don't you just ask him directly what he gets out of being with me?'"

  "What's in it for him?"

  “……”

  I can only remain silent because apart from myself, everything I have is within his grasp.

  Jiang made me believe his feelings for me.

  I've made up my mind and sent him a message: Let's have a good talk when you get back, I won't run away.

  The next day, he came back.

  I gave Yang's wife a day off and personally went to the supermarket to buy his favorite dishes, planning to show off my skills and make a good start.

  But reality will never let you be perfect.

  It seems that from the moment I stepped in, my efforts were doomed to be in vain.

  I saw his shoes placed at the entrance and guessed he was back, so I happily called out a few times.

  He sat on the sofa in the living room, speechless, and even his gaze towards me was icy.

  I am very curious.

  He slammed a dozen things in front of me, with photos scattered all over the floor. He didn't raise his voice, but asked me in an extremely cold tone: "What's going on here?"

  Did he see the photo? Is he going to interrogate me first?

  I flew into a rage "Shouldn't you explain about going on a business trip?"

  "Are you investigating me?"

  He furrowed his brow, with a serious face and eyes full of disappointment.

  I suddenly burst out laughing, unable to bear it anymore, and had to sit down on the sofa. His even colder voice rang out: "Fu Xiangxiu, you've really learned some skills! You haven't learned anything else, but you've mastered all the crooked ways! Do you know that this is against the law?"

  Heretical and heterodox!

  Is this how he sees me?

  Does he know how much destructive power these words from his mouth have on me?

  I forced a somewhat decent smile, "So you're going to sue me?"

  He paced back and forth, seemingly at a loss for what to do, took two steps on the carpet, and then took a deep breath. He gritted his teeth and asked me, "Fu Yingxue, are you completely unaware of your mistake? I can tolerate your occasional cleverness, your minor squabbles, but this time..."

  "That's enough."