Chapter 38

Knowing that she couldn't break free, she obediently laid on the bed. She really wanted to cry, but as far as she could remember, she had been able to get in touch with him. After entering the Fu Family, she knew that she had lost this right. It was just like a wife who had lost her favour. Crying and making a ruckus in front of her husband only made him feel even more annoyed with her.

"Why did you confuse Big Brother, and get someone as cold as him to speak up for you?" His sudden question made Jingwen's eyes ache. She pulled up her blanket to cover her face and said, "Shao Ting, I want to sleep for a while."

"I have truly underestimated you, Fu Jingzhi!" He stood there for a moment, then suddenly threw down the door and left.

That heavy sound was like a blow to Jingwen's heart. She lay on the bed. She looked up at the ceiling and felt the walls pressing down on her from all directions. She felt as if it were difficult to breathe under the pressure. She was about to suffocate from the torment of such a marriage!

She chatted with An Jiahe in the cafe all the way until late into the night. She didn't talk too much about herself, but a person who was chatting with her about something she liked gradually pulled her out of the deep abyss.

When he prepared to go back, it was already very late. An Jiahe insisted on driving her home, and upon realizing that Meng Shaoting wouldn't be coming back for the next few days, he agreed. In his heart of tranquility, she and An Jiahe's relationship was like a clear wind and bright moon, there wasn't the slightest bit of shyness to see others in, so she calmly accepted his good intentions.

An Jiahe had a pair of gentle eyes that made people look at him, or when they were talking to him, they would involuntarily quieten down. There was one type of person who had such power, and it was like at this moment, he stopped his car, turned his head and looked at Jingwen: "Jingwen."

"What's wrong?" Jingzhi stood outside the Meng Family and asked with a smile.

"Did I tell you that I like you?" His sudden confession stunned Jingzhi. She was married, and there was no possibility of a divorce.

An Jiahe saw her frown, his porcelain like face had a stunned and alert expression, but his pink lips were pursed slightly, revealing her uneasiness.

An Jiahe let out a light sigh in his heart, but immediately after, he gently smiled. "Don't be nervous, I just want to say it out loud, let you know."

Quiet And Steadfast lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Can we still be friends?" An Jiahe's hand seemed to be on the verge of falling down, but in the end, he still endured it.

"Of course, I have always regarded you as a good friend."

An Jiahe drove away, but Jingzhi still silently stood in the ice-cold night wind. It had begun to snow again, and it was still drifting about.

Jingwen slowly turned around and opened the door, only to see Meng Shaoting leaning on the fence, coldly staring at her: "You want to steal food, and don't bring it home for others to see, it's too disgusting."