A popular female live streamer with a constant stream of wealthy patrons.

I long for Xu Qinghuan.

I also miss every single moment we spent together in this house.

He probably would never have said those words if he hadn't been drunk.

He had to admit that in this battle with Xu Qinghuan, he had lost completely, utterly and utterly, and could never get back up.

Secretary Lin could sense his complex emotions just by hearing those words.

That sense of loss, that helplessness, is truly heartbreaking!

"Mr. Fu, don't think about it anymore."

"Hmm, I don't want to think about it anymore." Fu Yanshi nodded obediently, a bitter smile on his thin lips. "I don't want to think about it anymore."

Secretary Lin sighed, "Let's go back and rest. You're drunk, and you have work to do tomorrow."

"Ah."

"What's your door lock code? I'll open it for you, and then you can change it tomorrow."

Judging from President Fu's current state, he didn't seem like someone who could crack the code.

Fu Yanshi's tall figure swayed slightly. "The password is... the initials of Fu and Xu, plus the day we started sitting next to each other—August 25th, 0825."

"..."

Secretary Lin was unsure whether to say the president was too infatuated or too stubborn.

The door lock was unlocked smoothly. When he turned around to help Fu Yan, he found that Fu Yan was already sitting on the steps at the entrance of the villa.

The shadow, stretched long by the moonlight, appeared even more desolate and forlorn.

"Mr. Fu..."

"Secretary Lin, I have an idea."

"You say."

"If I use my life to threaten Xu Qinghuan, will she come back to me?"

"...Not necessarily, I don't know what Assistant Xu thinks of you."

"What if I use every means to keep her by my side?"

After Fu Yanshi finished speaking, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "I don't want to be a gentleman anymore, I just want her."

Being a gentleman is exhausting. He no longer cares about morality or whether Xu Qinghuan loves him or not.

He was really losing control; all he wanted was to take Xu Qinghuan back.

……

It was also late at night.

Xu Qinghuan remained seated on the bench at that bus stop, without moving.

It was as if saying those words had used up all her strength, and she couldn't move another step.

She knew that Fu Yanshi would be very sad.

He knew that his words were hitting him where it hurt.

But they were already divorced, she carried the burden of her mother's hatred, and he had just announced his marriage. She couldn't give him any hope.

The phone rang again and again.

Finally, just as the battery was about to run out, Xu Qinghuan answered the phone.

The voice on the other end sounded anxious, "Huanhuan, why haven't you answered the phone? I'm so worried about you!"

"Brother Zhisen, I'm fine."

"What did Fu Yanshi say to you? Did he discover anything?"

"No, I said a lot of harsh things to him, and he hung up the phone. He probably didn't suspect anything."

Nie Zhisen sighed, "You're regretting saying those harsh words to him, aren't you?"

"..."

"Huanhuan, I want you to be happy, and I believe your mother wants that too. Otherwise, you'll—"

“There is no such option, Zhi Sen. I cannot ask him to personally send his parents to prison for murder for my sake.”

"Sigh! Then let's not think about it anymore. Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan are waiting for you."

Xu Qinghuan hastily wiped away her tears. "Um... I probably won't have a ride back tonight. I'll go back tomorrow!"

“Silly girl, do you really think I would feel comfortable leaving you in Beizhen City?” Nie Zhisen smiled. “Xu Qinghuan, look to your right.”