Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Fu Zhengting looked down at Wen Kerou, who was clinging to him like an octopus, feeling both angry and guilty.

They had been married for three years, and he still had no idea how much Wen Kerou felt for him.

Judging from Wen Kerou's stubborn attitude towards him, she must have liked him for a long time.

Because he had no experience with love and had never been in contact with girls, he often couldn't discern the truth.

For him, if he likes someone, he'll just say it directly.

Like is like.

If you don't like it, you just don't like it.

There's nothing to hide.

He had feelings for Mu Tiantian, and after investigating her background and finding nothing wrong, he wanted to confess his feelings and be with her.

I didn't expect to hear those words when I returned from my business trip, so I blocked Mu Tiantian in anger.

If he doesn't go to Mu Tiantian soon, he's afraid she'll delete his contact information too.

They were even more afraid that Han Qikai and Qin Fei would take advantage of the situation.

He lost his patience and, unable to hit Wen Kerou, could only push her away forcefully.

For a man who is 1.88 meters tall and trains regularly, getting away is not difficult.

He was afraid that being too violent would hurt Wen Kerou. Even if he didn't like her, she was his ex-wife with whom he had been together for three years.

We can't be too heartless.

This time, I can't be soft-hearted.

If you don't like Wen Kerou, you can't be soft-hearted and you can't give her hope.

He hardened his heart and broke free from Wen Kerou.

Put on your leather shoes, pull up your trousers, zip them up, and button up your shirt.

The force was too great, and Wen Kerou staggered back two steps, bumping into a table. A vase sat on the table, and as it shook, the vase fell and shattered on the floor with a loud crash. As Wen Kerou fell, her hands landed on the glass shards, sharp edges piercing her palms, drawing blood immediately. She screamed in pain, "Ah!"

Fu Zhengting abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He's in a dilemma: whether he stays or leaves.

Wen Kerou and he were childhood sweethearts. She came to the Fu family when she was 15 years old and became friends with each other through the introduction of their fathers.

They later entered into a business marriage and lived together for three years, treating each other with utmost respect.

They didn't turn against each other after the divorce and maintained a friendly relationship.

He didn't know Wen Kerou liked him before, so he maintained a friendship with her.

Now that he knows Wen Kerou likes him, he can no longer maintain the old friendship.

When love is involved, the friendship becomes impure.

He should have left without hesitation, so that Wen Kerou would have been hurt by his indifference and would have given up.

But the kindness in his heart wouldn't allow him to leave heartlessly.

Wen Kerou was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up for a moment. Looking at the blood flowing from both palms of her hands, and then at Fu Zhengting who had stopped walking, gazing at his noble yet indifferent back, she laughed self-deprecatingly.

At least Fu Zhengting knew to stop and didn't completely ignore her.

But she knew that this was simply due to Fu Zhengting's inherent kindness.

I might as well let the shards of glass pierce my palm; at least that way I can keep Fu Zhengting there for a while.

Too lazy to pull the shattered glass out, she braced herself with her hands on either side and tried to stand up. With the slightest effort, the sharp glass shards pierced even deeper, and her screams of pain intensified, "Ah!"

Fu Zhengting turned around and saw through Wen Kerou's extreme approach; he was very angry.

She was willing to hurt herself like this to keep him!

She knew perfectly well that he hated scheming people, yet she still schemed against him like this.

Take advantage of his drunkenness and bring him here.

If he hadn't woken up in time, who knows what would have happened.

If he likes Mu Tiantian, he won't have relationships with any other women besides Mu Tiantian.

In his view, loving someone requires absolute loyalty, both physically and mentally.

He must be loyal to the woman he loves.

Even if you have no feelings for your ex-wife Wen Kerou, you can't be too heartless.

He has always been a man of principle.

When Huo Qijun talked to him about the conflict between his mother and daughter-in-law, he asked him how to resolve it.

He has only one principle: help whoever is right.

Wrong is wrong, and right is right.

Black and white must be clearly distinguished.

For him, there is no such thing as balance.

He walked towards Wen Kerou, kicked the shards of glass aside, knelt down beside her, grabbed her hand, and coldly pulled the shards of glass from her palm. "Wen Kerou, I won't abandon you, because you were once my wife. But don't waste your time on me. This time you took me here while I was drunk, and I can let it go, but I can tell you clearly, there's no possibility of us remarrying. I've fallen for Mu Tiantian, I know it very well, I understand it very clearly, and I'm very certain. I want to be with her!"

He stayed purely out of gentlemanly conduct.

His words were sincere, direct, decisive, and firm.

Both women were taken care of.

Wen Kerou stared blankly at Fu Zhengting's cold face, then smiled, her eyes misting over with tears.

Fu Zhengting is such an open and honest person.

How could she possibly give up on someone as wonderful as him?

He might as well leave her heartlessly, chilling her soul and leaving her with no hope whatsoever.

She was truly unwilling to accept it. His words were so domineering, and his choice of Mu Tiantian was so firm.

From childhood to adulthood, she had everything she wanted and never envied anyone.

This is the first time I've ever envied someone of the same sex.

I envy Mu Tiantian for being so fortunate to receive such unwavering love from Fu Zhengting.

She let Fu Zhengting continue removing the shards of glass for her, and asked the question that had been bothering her, "Weren't you arguing with Mu Tiantian at the restaurant? Why are you in such a hurry to find her now?"

"I was very angry because I overheard some of her words earlier. What you just said reminded me that there might be a misunderstanding, and I want to go find her and ask her to clarify things," Fu Zhengting said frankly.

Sure enough.

Wen Kerou was so angry that she wanted to bite off her own tongue.

He intended to remind Fu Zhengting of his feelings for him, but the result was the opposite.

She asked, unwilling to give up, "What if it wasn't a misunderstanding?"

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, I'm going to find Mu Tiantian and get to the bottom of it myself." Fu Zhengting's tone was particularly firm, wanting Wen Kerou to know how persistent he was in his feelings for Mu Tiantian.

Wen Kerou raised the most sensitive question, "What if your father strongly opposes your relationship with Mu Tiantian?"

Fu Zhengting paused slightly as he pulled out the thorn.

But he only paused for a moment, then said firmly, "If my father still can't accept me being with the woman I love despite all my efforts... then I will have no choice but to sever our father-son relationship."

He had thought deeply about this issue when he went to the port city on a business trip.

He didn't want to fight a battle he wasn't sure of winning. Since he had decided to be with Mu Tiantian, he was prepared for the worst.

Wen Kerou was shocked.

While shocked, I was even more envious of Mu Tiantian.

There's nothing to be shocked about; this is exactly Fu Zhengting's usual style.

"Even if the price is losing your right to be the heir of the Fu family and being expelled from the Fu family, are you willing to accept it?" she asked, staring at Fu Zhengting.

I already have the answer in my heart.

As expected, Fu Zhengting responded with an "Mm" without any hesitation.

Though his voice was soft, his deep, eagle-like gaze was unwavering.

Wen Kerou completely broke down, tears streaming down her face like a gushing spring. She couldn't accept this cruel reality. "A-Ting, I was the one who liked you first. I've liked you for so many years. I fell in love with you the first time I went to the Fu family when I was 15."

When Fu Zhengting saw Wen Kerou crying and looking so heartbroken, he felt helpless and guilty.

"If I had confessed my feelings to you back then, would you have liked me?" Wen Kerou couldn't help but wonder.

Fu Zhengting couldn't bear to say anything more direct that would only deepen Wen Kerou's sadness, but he had to say it: "Wen Kerou, even without Mu Tiantian, I still don't like you."

Wen Kerou cried and then laughed.

This answer was actually expected.

She even asked the question, which made her look foolish.

Fu Zhengting felt terrible seeing this. The glass shard had been pulled out. He stood up, told Wen Kerou to remember to disinfect and bandage the wound, and then strode out.

As he stepped outside, he received a phone call. Stunned, he stammered, "What did you say?"