After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"Sister, I really didn't lie to you. I really don't know Mr. Fu!"

"Still acting, bitch," Su Juanjuan raised her hand and prepared to hit Su Yaoyao again.

"What?"

"Father, sister, she is a bully."

Father Su heard the noise and came over to see the two sisters arguing. In the past, he would have pretended not to see it or even blamed Su Yaoyao.

Su Yaoyao is the elder sister, and the elder sister should give in to the younger sister, but today he didn't dare to cover up for Su Yaoyao.

Before Fu Yanchuan left, he said that he would come to see Su Yaoyao tomorrow.

Thinking of how Fu Yanchuan looked when he didn't see Su Yaoyao at the banquet today, his uncle was scared.

At that time, Fu Yanchuan wanted to turn the banquet hall upside down. As a man, how could he not understand the emotions in Fu Yanchuan's eyes.

If he saw Su Yaoyao with some injuries tomorrow, he would probably turn the Su family upside down.

He shouted at Su Juanjuan with a cold face, "Go back to your room. Why do you feel that you haven't lost enough shame today?"

"Father, it's obviously her. You used to..."

"Enough." Su's father roared. Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang's mother immediately pulled Su Juanjuan away.

"Is Yaoyao feeling better?" Father Su's eyes were full of love.

"I'm much better now! Is there anything else, father?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I just want to tell you that Mr. Fu said he will come to see you tomorrow. If you are sick, it will be bad."

"What? Father, what did you say?" Su Yaoyao looked up, fear in her eyes.

"Child, Mr. Fu said that he will come to see you tomorrow. Have a good rest and perform well tomorrow. Don't let Mr. Fu down."

"Father,"

"Okay, okay, go back! I'll take you to see your mother in a few days."

After his father said this, Su Yaoyao did not resist and went back to the house. Because his mother's ashes were in his father's hands, he knew that his father's words seemed to be concerned, but in fact they were a warning.

Su Yaoyao returned to the house, feeling as if a stone had been thrown into her heart, causing ripples to spread out.

Her father's words echoed in her ears, making her heart beat faster and making her feel panicky.

Tomorrow Fu Yanchuan will come to see her again. This sentence echoed in her mind.

This situation, which had never happened in her previous life, made her confused and uneasy.

In her previous life, Fu Yanchuan's attitude towards her was cold and even hateful, and she never thought that he would take the initiative to visit her.

But now, everything has changed. She doesn't know why Fu Yanchuan has become interested in her in this life, nor does she know how to deal with this situation.

She sat on the edge of the bed, clasped her hands together, trying to calm her inner panic.

No, she must find a way to avoid meeting Fu Yanchuan tomorrow.

She didn't want to fall into that complicated emotional vortex again, and she didn't want to repeat the same mistakes and end up dying without a burial place.

Su Yaoyao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She began to think of countermeasures, trying to find a way to avoid meeting Fu Yanchuan without arousing his suspicion.

She knew it wasn't easy to deceive Fu Yanchuan, but she had to try.

She had to find a reasonable reason not to meet Fu Yanchuan.

Wait, didn't Su Juanjuan say she was sick today? Then she could make a fuss about this.

Su Yaoyao ran into the bathroom in a panic and turned on the shower head without hesitation, letting the icy cold water instantly wet her body.

She clenched her teeth and endured the biting cold, with only one thought in her mind - she didn't want to see Fu Yanchuan.

Time passed little by little, and Su Yaoyao stood in the cold water for a full three hours.

Her body began to tremble and her lips turned pale, but she still persisted stubbornly.

It wasn't until she felt unwell and dizzy that she realized she might have a fever.

Su Yaoyao turned off the shower head with difficulty and dragged her tired body out of the bathroom.

Every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife, but she endured the pain and moved towards her bed step by step.

"Fu Yanchuan, I finally don't have to see you tomorrow."

Su Yaoyao murmured to herself, her voice revealing endless bitterness and helplessness.

She knew it was stupid of her to do this, but she really didn't know how to face that man.

She was afraid that she would fall into the emotional whirlpool of her past life again and die with regrets. She couldn't forget the scene before her death.

Thinking of her now, I still feel a dull pain in my heart. I guess it’s a hangover from my past life.

Lying on the bed, Su Yaoyao felt as if her body was on fire.

She curled up into a ball, trying to use the quilt to keep out the cold and pain.

Gradually her consciousness began to blur, but she still persisted and did not let herself fall asleep.

She didn't know if this was the right thing to do, but she knew she had no way out.

She can only face it all alone, and no matter what the outcome, she must move forward bravely.

As the night deepened, Su Yaoyao finally couldn't stand the fatigue and pain anymore, made a phone call, and fell into a deep sleep.

She dreamed of every detail of her past life with Fu Yanchuan. Those painful memories intertwined together made her feel terrified.

"No, no, it's not me." The unconscious Su Yaoyao muttered to herself in her dream.

"It's not me, it's not... ah!"

Su Yaoyao suddenly woke up from a nightmare, her heartbeat reverberating violently in her chest like a drum.

She opened her eyes wide, and a familiar and stern face was reflected in her pupils - Fu Yanchuan.

In Su Yaoyao's eyes at this moment, that face that seemed to be carved out of ice seemed to be filled with some concern and confusion.

For a moment, Su Yaoyao's thoughts had not yet completely withdrawn from the dream, and she seemed to have returned to the painful and entangled days of her previous life.

Her body instinctively moved backwards, she waved her hands, and shouted in a voice that was somewhat horrified and panicked: "It's not me, it's not me."

It seemed as if he was defending himself, but also as if he was trying to escape from some invisible constraints.

Fu Yanchuan frowned as he looked at Su Yaoyao's abnormal behavior.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to comfort the girl who was like a frightened deer, but he was worried that his action would backfire.

His voice was low and gentle: "Yaoyao, Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?"

Su Yaoyao's thoughts gradually returned to reality at Fu Yanchuan's call.

She looked at the man in front of her, his icy face now showing some worry and confusion.

She suddenly realized her own gaffe, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner panic.

"I... I'm fine." Su Yaoyao's voice was trembling a little, but she still tried her best to make herself look calmer.

Fu Yanchuan watched Su Yaoyao's face gradually regain its calm, but the worry in his heart did not diminish.

He didn't know what the girl had experienced in her dream that made her so terrified.

He nodded gently and said softly, "I'm glad you're okay."

Su Yaoyao pulled the quilt over herself and said, "Fu, Mr. Fu...why are you in my room?"

Fu Yanchuan, "???"