After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"Yaoyao, my patience is limited. You decide for yourself whether or not to meet Pei Shaoqing?" Fu Yanchuan raised his eyebrows and said with a relaxed look.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, his arms crossed over his chest, but his eyes were sharp and firm, as if he could see through Su Yaoyao's thoughts.

Su Yaoyao bit her lip, tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, trying to use the pain to cover up the pain and helplessness in her heart.

Fu Yanchuan looked at her quietly, feeling a little reluctant.

However, he knew that he could not be soft-hearted. This was a game and he had to stick to it.

Su Yaoyao suddenly picked up a pair of scissors placed aside and cut open the expensive skirt with force.

As she was cutting, she cursed under her breath, "What are you wearing!"

With every movement of the scissors, the skirt was cut into pieces and scattered on the floor.

But Su Yaoyao still seemed unsatisfied. She threw her skirt hard to the ground and then stomped on it several times until it was unrecognizable.

Fu Yanchuan watched everything happening in front of him silently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He was not angry because of Su Yaoyao's behavior. On the contrary, he felt that Su Yaoyao was more like a real person.

A person with flesh and blood and emotions.

Compared with the lifeless and dull Su Yaoyao before, she now makes Fu Yanchuan feel more gratified.

At least, she still has emotions, and will cry, make a fuss, and lose her temper.

Fu Yanchuan knew that this kind of Su Yaoyao was the real her, and this was the her he wanted to see.

Instead of that poor girl who just endures everything silently.

Looking at the pile of rags on the ground, that was the red dress she had originally planned to wear to meet Pei Shaoqing. Now because of Fu Yanchuan, she cut it into this shape. Su Yaoyao's heart was filled with anger and helplessness.

She glared at Fu Yanchuan and yelled, "Fu Yanchuan, are you satisfied and happy? Can you leave now?"

Fu Yanchuan looked at Su Yaoyao's angry expression and a trace of guilt flashed through his heart, but it didn't matter. Pei Shaoqing was just a passer-by in her life and she would soon forget him.

He smiled, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, then took out a very conservative set of clothes and handed it to Su Yaoyao.

"Wear it! This outfit suits you well and won't make you look too conspicuous."

There was a hint of tenderness and consolation in Fu Yanchuan's tone. He hoped that Su Yaoyao could understand his intentions.

Su Yaoyao looked at the clothes in Fu Yanchuan's hands, feeling helpless.

She took the clothes, without even looking at Fu Yanchuan, and turned around to change her clothes.

After changing her clothes, Su Yaoyao walked out of the room and saw Fu Yanchuan still standing at the door. She said with a bit of coldness, "Can I leave now?"

Fu Yanchuan nodded, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance: "Of course, Yaoyao. I just hope you can be more careful and don't make me worry or jealous, understand? I can't stand other men staring at you."

Su Yaoyao didn't say anything else. She turned and left, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She knew that Fu Yanchuan didn't love her, he just didn't want to accept it, it was just that kind of chauvinistic mentality.

Su Yaoyao went out first with her bag, and Fu Yanchuan followed behind with a faint smile on his face.

Lin Jingshen was waiting outside, "...???" Their boss was possessed and could actually laugh.

After Su Yaoyao and her group arrived overseas, they immediately went to the hospital where Pei Shaoqing was.

Su Yaoyao learned from Fu Yanchuan that Pei Shaoqing had woken up, but was still in the intensive care unit. Su Yaoyao's heart dropped as it had been hanging in her throat.

She rushed to the hospital and inquired about his condition.

The doctor told her that although he was no longer in danger, he was still very weak and needed to rest. Hearing these words, Su Yaoyao finally felt relieved.

She came to the ward and looked at the pale, sleeping man on the bed, a trace of self-blame flashed in her eyes.

If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have been injured so badly.

Tears flowed down unconsciously.

"If you don't mind him breaking his hand again, you can continue crying."

Fu Yanchuan threatened from the side.

Su Yaoyao: "..." Bastard.

She wiped her tears, walked gently into the ward, and looked at Pei Shaoqing's calm face, with a complex emotion welling up in her heart.

This incident caused great harm to Pei Shaoqing and also put his parents under great pressure.

Su Yaoyao felt uncomfortable when she saw Pei Shaoqing's parents accompanying him in the ward.

It was because of her that Pei Shaoqing was injured and hospitalized, and is still lying in bed.

And his parents have to guard him here day and night, bearing tremendous pressure and pain.

Thinking of this, Su Yaoyao couldn't help but blame herself. If it weren't for her, none of this would have happened.

She knew that she was responsible for what happened this time, and she had no complaints even if they beat and scolded her.

She walked gently to their side and whispered, "I'm sorry." A hint of resentment flashed in Pei's father and mother's eyes, but they saw Fu Yanchuan's warning look at the door of the ward.

They didn't dare to speak anymore and shook their heads, "It's okay, this is his fate, it's not your fault."

Pei Shaoqing woke up on the bed and gave a bitter smile when he saw Su Yaoyao.

"Yaoyao..."