: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (58)

Author: Yaoli

: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (58)

It wasn't very late when I got home. Fu Ji was tinkering in the kitchen, humming and seemed to be in a good mood.

Yan Ran took off his coat and wore only a white shirt. The sleeves were folded a few times, revealing his beautiful and graceful wrists.

She sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and let herself light it without smoking.

Almost ten minutes later, Fu Ji came out with the dishes. He didn't seem surprised at all when he saw Yan Ran, and smiled for the first time.

"Come back so early?"

Yan Ran did not turn his head, speak, or react.

Fu Ji didn't care. He brought out all the dishes from the kitchen and invited Yan Ran to come and eat.

Yan Ran was sitting on the dining chair without moving her chopsticks.

Fu Ji asked, "Why don't you eat it? I specially prepared it for you."

Yan Ran looked at the man's expectant and soft eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "I'm not hungry."

Fu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Yan Ran up and down, as if he didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

This is the first time Yan Ran has made such a request. In the past, no matter how full she was or how unpalatable his food was, Yan Ran would eat it without changing her expression, and even reward him after eating.

Let me just say, it tastes good.

So much so that he thought he was hallucinating.

Yan Ran sat there with a cold expression and said flatly: "I'm not hungry now."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ji's lips straightened and he folded his arms with an expressionless face.

The air seemed stuffy and suffocating.

Yan Ran closed his eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled, calmed down, and his voice was still hoarse: "I want to tell you something."

"Say." Fu Ji spoke quickly.

Yan Ran was silent for a moment, organized his words, and tried to be as subtle as possible, "Uncle Fu is hospitalized, aren't you going to take a look?"

Fu Ji smiled, with an indescribable meaning, and then pierced her with that cold gaze that seemed to pierce her whole body.

He didn't answer, but looked at Yan Ran with a look that was half-smiling.

This look made Yan Ran very uncomfortable.

Yan Ran frowned and said calmly, "You can choose not to go, I'm just asking if you need to look at me like this, Xiaoji, I won't hurt you."

After a simple inquiry, Fu Ji might have felt uneasy and kind-hearted from his perspective, or he might have thought that Yan Ran was blaming him, thinking that he was a wolf-hearted person, that he was cold-blooded and ruthless, at least that's what they all thought.

Of course this is correct, Fu Ji is such a person.

But not in Yan Ran's eyes.

Yan Ran saw the indestructible coldness in his eyes and pushed her away.

Keep her from getting close.

Yan Ran lowered his eyes to look at the dishes on the table, raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, felt the dazzling light of the incandescent lamp, and sighed.

Yan Ran didn't want to ask any more questions and said softly, "Don't worry, they won't come to trouble you."

He said this just to reassure the person opposite him. Yan Ran had no appetite at all. Just when he was about to get up and leave, he heard a low sneer from the man opposite.

After Yan Ran paused, Fu Ji slowly raised his eyes, squinted his eyes, looked at her with contempt and cold eyes, and said lightly, "Then should I thank you?"

The voice was low and cold, as if fermented from an ice cellar, and it hurt more than the cold wind outside blowing on a person's body.

Yan Ran's expression remained unchanged, I crossed my fingers consciously, and listened quietly to what he said below, following his true, real, inner thoughts.

After a pause, Fu Ji continued with a sneer on his lips, "Do you believe me? Do you really believe me? In fact, you also have the answer in your heart. You are no different from them, you are just pretending to look better than them.

In fact, you think I am a monster just like them."

Half of these words were true and half were false. At least, there was no anger in Fu Ji's heart that appeared on the surface.

Yan Ran's expression moved slightly, looking at him, her heart ached.

Fu Ji didn't seem to want to know her answer, nor her reply.

Maybe I just don't want to stay with Yan Ran.

The chair made a screeching sound as it scraped against the floor. The tall and muscular figure of the man came and quickly left.

He is going out.

Before he had taken two steps, he was unexpectedly grabbed by the hand.

Yan Ran stood behind him, walked around in front of him, held his face, and rubbed the side of his face with the knuckles of her index fingers, saying very gently: "Don't be angry, don't miss me so much."

Fu Ji's face was cold and heavy, and he didn't even look at her.

Yan Ran smoothed his frown, pinched his face, and kissed his lips: "How could I not believe you?"

"I will always believe in you."

Fu Ji stood still, turning his eyes slightly and looking down at her.

Yan Ran lowered his eyes, not seeing the man's gaze. The red mole on the tip of his nose was scorchingly beautiful. It was so bright that it touched the heart, and it seemed that anyone would be intoxicated by it.

Under the bright light, Fu Ji took the initiative to hug Yan Ran. The strength on his arms was very heavy, and the two of them were pressed tightly together.

There was a hint of contemptuous sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold, so deep that no waves could be seen.

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Mr. Fu's illness was as serious as everyone expected. Fu Yi ran to the company and to the hospital at night, taking care of him with all his heart, and he saw all this.

Many nurses think that the eldest son of the Fu family is a very filial and polite person.

He looks handsome, has a gentle personality, works in an orderly manner, and acts vigorously and resolutely.

Everyone feels that if Mr. Fu leaves, the Fu family will definitely be in Fu Yi's pocket.

As for the younger son, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid not many people know about him.

Yan Ran has also been there several times, whenever he is free.

I bought a bouquet of flowers and put them on the cabinet next to the hospital bed to add some vitality.

I also bumped into Fu Yi, but the two of them just met and didn't say a word.

Fu's mother was still not very unwelcome, but Yan Ran didn't care.

Every time Mr. Fu waits for Yan Ran, he will ask him something.

"Is he doing okay?"

Yan Ran said: "It's okay."

Mr. Fu's expression suddenly became relieved, and his mood was obviously better, but you didn't know what you thought of, and he quickly became depressed again.

Yan Ran looked at it and asked, "You want to see him, right?"

It was certain that he would meet him. After all, he was his biological son. Yan Ran didn't know what the father and son talked about in the study that day, which made Mr. Fu become like this, but no matter what, Fu Ji must be inseparable from the relationship.

After all, Yan Ran wanted to help him create some good fortune, not much, just to make him feel safer.

Yan Ran wanted to mend the bad things Fu Ji had done, otherwise the wind would leak too much and Fu Ji would be hurt.

Mr. Fu showed a sad and forced smile, "Forget it, he doesn't even want to see me, so I won't bother him."

There is one more chapter, I will post it later
Chapter completed!