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Wen Yiyan's face became extremely ugly, sinister and cold.

Not caring about his pride or self-esteem, he quickly walked in and forcefully pulled Fan Xing back into his embrace. His sharp eyes swept across Jiang Ke as he coldly asked: "What do you mean?"

He would never allow anyone to sow discord between the two of them.

Jiang Ke didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

He was honest with Fan Xing and did not do anything that could not be said to others.

He glanced at Fan Xing who had lowered his head to conceal himself, and indifferently replied: "What's the point of it?"

Wen Yiyan laughed coldly, and warned him in a serious tone: "I know you like Fan Xing, but she is my wife.

Jiang Ke didn't say anything for himself, he only looked at him with ridicule: "Girls' reputation is very important, I hope you don't speak carelessly to avoid tarnishing Fan Xing's reputation."

Wen Yiyan was startled, and looked at Fan Xing with a complicated expression.

Fan Xing had already wiped all her tears clean. She shook off Wen Yiyan's hand, lowered her head, and did not look at him.

She sniffled and raised her head to say to Jiang Ke: "I'm sorry Senior Brother, I'm not in a good condition today, so I'll go home and rest first. There are still unfinished work left, I'll catch up on it after I've rested."

Because his personal matters were affecting the progress of his work, Fan Xing felt very embarrassed.

This was a sign of a particularly unprofessional nature.

However, she also knew that in her current state, she couldn't continue to work. Forcing herself to stay here would not only prevent her from completing her work, but would also affect her Senior Brother's mood.

Jiang Ke also thought that she was currently not in a good condition and should be given a good rest. He did not try to persuade her further, but only said softly, "It's alright, go back and rest well.

Fan Xing completely ignored Wen Yiyan and went back to his seat alone to pack.

As he slightly narrowed his cold eyes, Wen Yiyan could clearly feel how cold Fan Xing was to him.

Wen Yiyan didn't know what had happened, but she was hugged in his embrace and when he saw her, not only did he not explain anything to her, he even treated her so coldly.

Obviously, Jiang Ke was the one who had ulterior motives. He had separated the two of them, allowing her to leave him.

Not only did she not jump up and retort, she stood by Jiang Ke's side and threw him a hard look.

This series of events left Wen Yiyan at a loss. He was angry, but he had nowhere to vent his anger on.

Layers of haze covered Wen Yiyan's eyes as he warned Jiang Ke with a cold expression, "Fan Xing is mine, he will be mine for the rest of his life. You are not allowed to have any ideas about her."

No one could snatch Fan Xing away from him.

Jiang Ke's eyes darkened slightly as he watched Fan Xing gather the information. He did not refute Wen Yiyan's words.

Fan Xing tidied up the documents on the table and picked up his handbag.

Wen Yiyan walked over and extended his hand out to take the folder and handbag from her.

Fan Xing subconsciously avoided his hand, causing him to miss.

The man's dark eyes narrowed and his thin lips pursed even tighter.

From his point of view, Fan Xing's action of bordering on infuriating was very unreasonable.

Even if they had any conflicts between husband and wife, they should have resolved them privately and not show it in front of outsiders, especially in front of Jiang Ke, the person he viewed as his number one rival in love.

Wen Yiyan frowned, he snatched away Fan Xing's things forcefully, grabbed her wrist with his other hand and pulled her out of the office.

Fan Xing's hand bones hurt a little from his grip. She wrinkled her little face, but didn't dare show it in front of Jiang Ke.

When he walked past Jiang Ke, Wen Yiyan's sharp eyes swept across him, implying that he was giving him a warning.

Jiang Ke just frowned and stood in place watching Wen Yiyan take Fan Xing away.

Outside the hospital, the sky was already dark.

The streets were crowded with cars, neon lights in the city were flickering, and couples walked hand in hand along the sidewalks.

Wen Yiyan pulled the door to the front seat and let Fan Xing in.

Fan Xing, who was still fuming, didn't want to sit with him, especially when her hand was being squeezed so hard by him.

She shook off his hand, pulled open the rear door, and threw herself in.

As Wen Yiyan watched her movements, a ruthless aura spread from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, he placed his documents and handbag on the front passenger seat, closed the door, and returned to the driver's seat.

The man didn't drive home immediately.

He sat at the driver's seat and looked at Fan Xing's red eyes through the rearview mirror. His thin lips were pursed tightly, but he suppressed his temper and asked her: "What happened? Why are your eyes so red? Did you cry? "

Fan Xing lowered his eyes, "Nothing."

She had not yet decided how to talk to him.

Her mind was in a mess. She needed some time to calm down and sort things out.

In the past, no matter what happened, Fan Xing would always tell him at once.

She always talked a lot. She would chatter incessantly in his ears whenever it was a small matter.

She would sing in his ear and give him a cold sneer.

He listened to her all the time they were together.

With her there, the atmosphere would not be embarrassed by his reticence.

And now, she would rather cry in another man's arms than tell him.

Wen Yiyan pressed his hand on the steering wheel, and his distinct fingertip turned white.

He knew something had changed between them, but he didn't know what had made them change.

In this marriage, he and Fan Xing were like two children who had just crossed a river, only knowing how deep the river was when they stepped foot inside.

She did not know that he was actually very clumsy.

He knew nothing about relationships, but he loved her dearly.

Wen Yiyan suppressed his unease and faintly controlled his emotions. Looking at her in the rearview mirror to prevent her from being disgusted, he tried his best to use a slightly gentle tone to ask her: "Why are you hugging Jiang Ke?"

Fan Xing did not speak.

She didn't know what tone to use to tell him about her uneasiness, her doubts, and the bad feelings she had nowhere to hide.

In all matters, as long as Wen Yiyan was involved, she would be thrown into complete chaos.

She wasn't sure if he could give her the same explanation he had given her.

Fan Xing's silence caused waves of stabbing pains in Wen Yiyan's heart.

Wen Yiyan looked forward, and said with a pale and powerless voice, "Have you really fallen for him?"

Hearing this, Fan Xing's nose suddenly became sour, and his eyes became wet.

She stared at him blankly, suddenly finding it funny.

She had loved him wholeheartedly for so many years, but now, because of a simple hug, he had easily denied her love for him. It was truly ridiculous.

If he talked to his girlfriend three times in the middle of the night, or even stayed out all night, she might as well deny all his love for her.

Perhaps, he didn't even have any love for her.

After all, both Senior Brother and Shen Junwei had said that Wen Yiyan did not love her.

However, she refused to admit it. She thought that as long as she kept denying it, he still loved her.

Fan Xing mocked himself as he thought about his childish thoughts.

A twenty-something year old man trying to escape when encountering something was really stupid and childish!

Her heart was tired, as though she had used up all of her strength to fight. Her mind was completely blank, and Fan Xing no longer wanted to explain anything.

With empty eyes and a cold voice, she said, "Let's go back. I'm tired."

Wen Yiyan did not allow her to change the topic, and insisted on clarifying the matter between her and Jiang Ke.

Anyone could do it, but Jiang Ke couldn't.

He looked at Fan Xing with dark eyes: "I told you before, to keep your distance from him."

Fan Xing was furious, she stared at him: "Then are you keeping your distance from Shen Zilin?"