We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 63 You Are Not the Only Man in the World

Wen Zhixia stopped talking. She turned around calmly and cut vegetables quietly.

The suffocating silence is like the silent flash of swords and sabers.

Fu Ruoshi looked at Wen Zhixia's shaking shoulders, hesitated for a while, and finally said nothing.

The silence continued until after dinner.

Fu Ruoshi was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, while Wen Zhixia was washing dishes in the kitchen.

The small house was completely silent, as if filled with hidden danger.

After replying to a few emails, Fu Ruoshi stood up and prepared to leave. He looked at Wen Zhixia's indifferent back in the kitchen. He wanted to say something to her, but was too lazy to do so.

He had just opened the door when he heard a bang in the kitchen and the sound of dishes breaking.

Wen Zhixia bent over in front of the pool, her shoulders shaking violently.

Fu Ruoshi immediately ran into the kitchen and saw Wen Zhixia holding her stomach with a frown, looking very uncomfortable.

The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Your stomach aches again?" Fu Ruoshi picked her up to prevent her from stepping on the broken glass on the ground.

Wen Zhixia nodded. She was so upset that she couldn't speak, but her eyes were still fixed on the bowl on the ground.

It was an old-fashioned bowl, which I took from my grandfather's house.

"Don't look at it, I hope everything is fine." Fu Ruoshi kicked the fragments aside. "I'll get you some medicine, go lie down."

After saying that, he wiped the sweat from her forehead, carried her to the room, then went back to the kitchen, boiled some water, found the stomach medicine powder based on his memory, made it, and waited for the water to cool. Finally, he cleaned up the debris on the floor, took it out of the room and threw it downstairs.

While taking out the trash, he caught a glimpse of the security guard looking at him in shock.

He looked at the black garbage bag in his hand, then at the smelly trash can, and laughed at himself.

Young Master Fu has never done housework and has never even entered the kitchen since he was a child. Now he is actually sweeping the floor, boiling water and taking out the trash for a woman in a rental house.

It's also quite mean.

After returning home, Wen Zhixia took the medicine and felt much better than before.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Ruoshi asked, "It hurts so much, can't it be cured?"

Wen Zhixia's voice was weak. "I have stomach cramps. I'm treating it. I took some Chinese medicine for a while, but it was too bitter. I couldn't eat it."

too bitter.

Fu Ruoshi also felt as if by hallucination that a hint of bitterness flowed down his chest and spread between his lips and teeth.

He had heard from his friends in the medical field that stomach problems are emotional diseases, and depression, anxiety, and emotional tension can all lead to stomach problems.

She is both weak and strong, her health is not very good, and she has stomach problems.

How can she live alone?

Fu Ruoshi hesitated for a moment and spoke again, "Can you please not divorce me?"

"If you died alone at home, no one would know."

Wen Zhixia smiled weakly, "You're like that old lady in the matchmaker square who's urging people to get married, scaring off young people who don't want to get married."

She put down her teacup and said, "You are not the only man in this world. I have colleagues and friends. I will meet more people in the future. Many people love me."

Fu Ruoshi heard one sentence:

You are not the only man in this world.

What, she wants to find another one?

Fu Ruoshi suddenly felt a little confused.

He remained calm in the face of ups and downs in the business world, but he became angry when he came into conflict with the woman in front of him.

"Wen Zhixia, think carefully, what can you lose by being with me?"

Loss? Wen Zhi looked up at him curiously.

Fu Ruoshi explained, "If you dislike me not going home, fine, I'll come back more often in the future. If you dislike me not giving you a legitimate status, fine, I'll make a public announcement tomorrow."

"What on earth can't satisfy you about me? Why do you have to draw a line between us?"

"Even if you don't like me, you'll definitely win if you're with me."

"Money, house, car, power, status, dignity, looks, which one do I not have?"

"I can be your support and prevent you from dying in obscurity like your parents."

"Even if you feel a little wronged, I haven't really let you suffer any loss, right? Who hasn't been wronged in their life?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhixia suddenly stood up and pushed him back hard.

"Fu Ruoshi! Not everyone is like you! You can even calculate feelings so clearly!"

She glared at him, and her already pale cheeks lost all color.

"You businessmen spend your whole lives weighing the pros and cons. Do you understand true love? Fu Ruoshi, I'm not as calculating as you. What I want is a family, a relationship of equal respect, not a man-woman relationship based on weighing the pros and cons!"

"I am a human being. I am not your obedient, quiet, and pretty toy, nor am I a mascot that will boost your career and help you soar to success."

"My husband is not my support, not my ATM, not a stepping stone for me to climb up. He is also a human being, and he is my lover."

"Losses, risks, and guaranteed profits—that's all you care about. You even scheme against the people closest to you. Do you understand what true love is?"

Once, even though she was drugged by Zhang Huan, threatened by Gu Chun, chased for several floors by the crazy Si Shengli, and humiliated by Xu Hui and Yu Qian, she did not feel afraid or helpless, because her parents told her that fairness and justice will come sooner or later, and not to be afraid of the short-term darkness.

But she could not tolerate her dignity being trampled upon, her feelings being despised, and living people being treated as objects to be ridiculed, amused, and used.

So what if he has a status, so what if he goes home more often, it is still in name only, just a facade. The family has become a business place, and the family members are like partners, each taking what they need and benefiting each other, but there is no real emotion, they are all walking corpses.

Fu Ruoshi was questioned sharply by Wen Zhixia, and his brain stopped working.

True feelings?

Now that you have money, power and status, are feelings that important?

He thought he was not bad to her.

Fu Keming and Song Ailing's marriage was a result of weighing the pros and cons. None of the couples in the Fu family, including Fu Ruoshi's uncle, third uncle, cousin, and cousin, married out of love. They were all strong alliances for common interests.

No one told Fu Ruoshi that feelings are important, and he has never seen true love.

From childhood to adulthood, his marriage mentors were Fu Keming and Song Ailing. They quarreled like enemies and cursed each other's ancestors, but because they were bound together by interests, they could not divorce and had to pretend in front of others.

When he was young, he heard Song Ailing say more than once, "Son, if Mommy killed your daddy, would you blame Mommy?" and "Son, your daddy has a woman outside. Let's die together and turn into ghosts to find him."

He believed it and hurriedly ran to ask Fu Keming, but all he got was a cold reply, "Children, don't meddle in adult affairs."

Later, he wanted to indulge in life, have money and power, be decisive in killing, be irresponsible, and not get involved in emotions.

He thought he had escaped the cycle of family marriages of his father's generation, but he didn't expect that their sophisticated and selfish thinking was still engraved in his DNA.

He looked at Wen Zhixia and laughed out loud, "True love? True love can afford a private hospital room? Can it allow the best doctors to focus on your grandfather alone? Can it bring back the dead to those patients in your ward who have lost their limbs?"

After all, we are not from the same world.

Wen Zhixia gave up communicating.

She tried hard, but she was tired.

"Go ahead." She shook her head tiredly. "I want to sleep."

Seeing how haggard she looked, Fu Ruoshi originally planned to stay with her for one night.

But since they had already ordered him to leave and scolded him, he couldn't bring himself to do it and had to make the request again and again.

"Okay, I'll go."

The door slammed shut, Wen Zhixia closed her eyes and fell onto the bed.

Late at night.

Wen Zhixia was half asleep and half awake when she heard the phone vibrating beside the bed.

She woke up with a start.

"Hello, Sister Cao?"