After I died, Master Fu let Bai Yueguang be buried with me

Pei Youchi did not imprison her anymore.

Instead, he sent someone to send her back to Fu Tingkun's villa.

Jiang Yuyan knew that he wanted her to find the answer herself.

And Jiang Yuyan really wanted to know—

Did Fu Tingkun already know her identity a long time ago, but still keep playing tricks on her?

"Young Madam, oh no, Miss Jiang, you are finally back!"

Aunt Mei was so happy to see her that she almost called out the wrong name.

"Where have you been? The young master has been looking for you everywhere these days?"

Jiang Yuyan made up an excuse: "I went back to my hometown!"

Aunt Mei was stunned: "Hometown?"

Jiang Yuyan raised her eyebrows: "Yeah."

Aunt Mei didn't ask any more questions, but just said thankfully: "I'm glad you're back."

God knows how anxious the young master was during the few days she disappeared.

Except for the time when the young mistress passed away, she had never seen the eldest young master become like that.

"By the way, where is Fu Tingkun?" Jiang Yuyan asked.

"I'll call the eldest young master and ask him to come back early." Aunt Mei said happily.

Jiang Yuyan went upstairs, originally planning to go back to her room and wait for him.

She hesitated for a few seconds at the door of the master bedroom where Fu Tingkun currently lived.

Finally, I pushed the door open and went in.

This was her former bedroom.

After she faked her death and left three years ago, this place became Fu Tingkun's bedroom.

Jiang Yuyan was stunned when she entered.

This bedroom has retained its original appearance from three years ago.

Not only that, there are many more of her old photos on the wall.

There are times when she is happy and laughing, times when she is angry and upset, and times when she is sad and lost...

She has every expression.

Jiang Yuyan didn't expect that Fu Tingkun still had her old photos in his collection.

How did he get these photos?

They even enlarged it and hung it on the wall?

He admires it every day?

Jiang Yuyan suddenly felt a chill.

It was as if Fu Tingkun was a hunter who had been lurking for a long time.

And she is his prey!

Returning to the room next door where she had lived before, Jiang Yuyan felt even more uneasy.

If Fu Tingkun really knew it a long time ago, she must be his ex-wife Jiang Yuyan.

So what was his purpose in acting out this scene with her?

revenge?

This was the first thought that came to Jiang Yuyan's mind.

Because she had acted out this drama in front of him three years ago, successfully deceiving him into divorcing her, allowing her to fake her own death and leave.

Three years later, he also played a trick on her, deceiving her into thinking that she had deceived him again.

Little did she know that she had already fallen into the trap he had set in advance?

It has to be said that Fu Tingkun's scheming was beyond her imagination.

Jiang Yuyan had been waiting for Fu Tingkun in this bedroom.

I thought he would be back soon.

But one hour, two hours passed...

Fu Tingkun never came back.

Instead, Jiang Yuyan was tired of waiting and finally fell asleep on the sofa.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside.

Jiang Yuyan actually found herself lying on the bed.

She clearly remembered that she had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

Why did you wake up and find yourself in bed?

The only explanation is that Fu Tingkun is back.

He carried her to bed.

Without further hesitation, Jiang Yuyan immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed.

She rushed out the door and ran into Aunt Mei who was walking upstairs with a glass of honey water.

"Is Fu Tingkun back?" Jiang Yuyan asked when she saw Aunt Mei.

"Yes, the young master was late for a social event today, and he reeked of alcohol when he came back."

Aunt Mei nodded and handed her the cup of honey water in her hand: "Miss Jiang, please help me take the honey water in for the young master."

She left after she finished speaking, as if she was deliberately trying to match her up with their young master.

Jiang Yuyan looked down at the honey water in her hand.

She was just about to go find Fu Tingkun.

If he was really drunk, they couldn't talk.

It would be better to bring in some honey water to help him sober up.

Jiang Yuyan knocked on the door.

There was no response from the person inside.

She turned the doorknob and pushed it in.

There was no light in the room and the curtains were drawn tightly.

I could only see the man lying on the bed with the light coming in from the corridor lamp outside.

Fu Tingkun was leaning against the head of the bed with his legs hanging over the edge.

His eyes were closed and his brows were slightly furrowed.

His chest rose and fell slightly.

It's obvious that he drank too much last night.

Jiang Yuyan came to his bedside with honey water.

Reaching out and nudging him, she said, "Wake up and drink some honey water."

She had something important to ask him.

He was so drunk that she couldn't ask.

However, no matter how she pushed him or called him.

Fu Tingkun didn't even wake up.

Jiang Yuyan could only put the cup of honey water on the bedside table.

give up!

Forget it, she would come to see him after he wakes up tomorrow.

Jiang Yuyan stood up and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed by his warm and cool palm.

Jiang Yuyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

There was no looking back.

She instinctively wanted to pull her hand back.

But Fu Tingkun held on tighter and tighter.

She couldn't help but wonder if the man had already woken up.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

Jiang Yuyan scolded.

Fu Tingkun refused to let go.

Instead, the big palm holding hers was gradually getting hot.

Jiang Yuyan was a little anxious and confused.

What does this man mean?

Aren’t you drunk?

Could it be that he was pretending to be with her?

Realizing this, Jiang Yuyan instinctively wanted to escape.

But she only struggled a few times.

Fu Tingkun suddenly increased the strength of his hands and pulled hard.

Jiang Yuyan was caught off guard and fell on him.

With swift movements he pushed her down on top of him.

Jiang Yuyan panicked instantly.

The long and thick eyelashes were startled.

My knee-jerk reaction was to push him away.

Unexpectedly, Fu Tingkun's thin lips pressed down towards her.

His familiar scent was strongly scented with alcohol.

It came at me.

Like a tide, it almost drowned her.

Jiang Yuyan widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

He kissed her again?

This would have been almost impossible three years ago.

This was also the reason why she didn't immediately suspect him of discovering her identity three years later.

It was obvious that he had always hated and despised her as his ex-wife.

Why is there such a sudden reversal? Every time I see her, I want to kiss her?

Could he be possessed by an evil spirit?

Jiang Yuyan felt confused.

Fortunately, Fu Tingkun only gave her a light kiss on her red lips and did not kiss her deeper.

He looked down at her.

The tip of his nose was almost touching hers.

Their breaths intertwined, and they were particularly close at this moment.

Jiang Yuyan frowned and instinctively wanted to push him away.

But Fu Tingkun's chest was like a solid wall at this moment.

She couldn't move at all.

In the quiet bedroom, a silent and ambiguous confrontation took place.

Jiang Yuyan couldn't push him away, so she clenched her fists and hit him.

"Let me go!"

Fu Tingkun didn't move at all.

He reached out and grabbed her jaw.

His dark eyes stared deeply into her, his voice low and deep.

"Where have you been these days?"