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Liang Yu was bombarded with phone calls from Qin Xia that night, so he simply turned off his phone.

She knew Qin Xia had only two things on her mind when she called.

The first thing they did was insult her, and then ask her why she didn't stay at the hospital to take care of Fang Yao, and why she didn't pay the medical expenses in advance.

The second thing was to ask her to rush to the hospital to be with Fang Yao.

Liang Yu had had enough of Qin Xia's insults and didn't want to answer Qin Xia's calls at all.

When Liang Yu got up in the morning and turned on his phone, a series of missed call notifications came one after another.

She deleted them all without even looking at them.

It feels so good not having to deal with Qin Xia.

I felt relaxed and happy.

Liang Yu was in such a good mood that he wanted to talk to Yan Qi as much as possible on the way.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Liang Yu happily shared with Yan Qi:

"A senior of mine is researching treatment options related to brain-computer interfaces. Several Parkinson's patients have experienced relief from hand tremors after treatment, and I'm planning to give it a try."

Yan Qi hummed in agreement:

"I've looked into this treatment plan. There are cases both domestically and internationally where it has helped alleviate and restore hand tremors, so it's worth a try."

Liang Yu smiled and said with anticipation:

"My expectations aren't high; I just want things to recover to a point where they don't disrupt my normal life."

Yan Qi glanced at Liang Yu and said calmly:

"Medical technology is advancing rapidly now; your hand will definitely recover."

Yan Qi's encouragement pleased Liang Yu greatly.

She increasingly felt that although Yan Qi appeared cold and unapproachable, he was actually a reliable man who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside and didn't know how to express himself.

Fang Ze, who had originally planned to return to Haicheng tomorrow, went back to the company this afternoon.

As soon as he returned to the company, he convened a meeting with all senior executives.

The main conference room is the area Liang Yu is responsible for, so she needs to go there in advance to set up the conference room and distribute meeting materials.

After setting up the projector, Liang Yu carried the meeting materials into the conference room and carefully placed a copy of the materials in each location.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed outside the empty conference room.

Liang Yu instinctively looked up in the direction from which the footsteps were coming.

In a fleeting glance, she saw Fang Ze standing alone at the conference room door.

Liang Yu's hand trembled as she distributed the materials, and several sheets of paper scattered on the table and the floor. She quickly went to tidy them up.

Just as she was about to bend down to pick up the documents, a hand with distinct knuckles reached out and picked up the documents from the ground before she could.

Liang Yu looked up at Fang Ze, his voice calm and utterly emotionless:

"Thank you, Mr. Fang."

She reached out to take the documents from Fang Ze's hand, but Fang Ze placed them directly on the conference table and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"Give me the rest of the information."

Liang Yu remained silent, placing all the documents on the conference table and lowering his eyes slightly, avoiding Fang Ze's gaze.

She wanted to leave the meeting room as soon as possible.

Just as she turned around, her wrist was suddenly gripped by a warm hand.

Fang Ze's strength wasn't heavy, but it carried an unyielding stubbornness that left no room for escape.

Although he didn't pinch her hard, the warm touch on Liang Yu's wrist made her feel as if she had touched something scalding and taboo, causing her whole body to stiffen instantly.

Liang Yu struggled to pull his hand back, his voice cold and deep as he said:

"Mr. Fang, please let go of me. The meeting is about to start, and I need to prepare other things."

Fang Ze didn't let go, nor did he explain; he only replied in a low voice:

"Come with me."

He pulled Liang Yu and turned to walk out of the conference room.

Fang Ze took long strides, and Liang Yu was dragged along by him, almost staggering as he followed.

Liang Yu shook his wrist and pulled it back forcefully, a hint of annoyance in his voice:

"Fang Ze, what are you doing? Let me go!"

Her struggles caused Fang Ze to unconsciously tighten his grip, showing no intention of letting go.

Fang Ze remained silent, pulled Liang Yu directly into the president's elevator, and pressed the button for the president's office floor.

He pursed his lips tightly, showing no intention of explaining to Liang Yu.

Fang Ze was very tall, and Liang Yu's forehead could only touch Fang Ze's chin.

She looked up at Fang Ze angrily and said in an irritated tone:

"Fang Ze, if people see this, it'll be easy for them to misunderstand. Let me go, and let's talk this out."

The elevator doors opened with a "ding".

Fang Ze ignored Liang Yu's words and pulled her straight to the president's office at the end of the corridor.

Fang Ze pushed the door open with one hand and pulled Liang Yu inside.

Then, with a "bang," the office door slammed shut.

Fang Ze grabbed Liang Yu's wrist and pinned her against the door, his large, well-defined hands pressing against her ears, forming an impenetrable circle of confinement.

A complex emotion churned in Fang Ze's deep black eyes as he asked in a low voice:

"I am your husband, what right do others have to misunderstand?"

Liang Yu's back stiffened as Fang Ze forced him to turn his head, only to meet his gaze again.

She couldn't help but scoff:

"Mr. Fang, isn't your fiancée Shi Yue?"

Fang Ze's temples bulged slightly, but his voice remained steady and deep:

"I've already explained to you that Shi Yue is just my sister. How long are you going to make a scene over Shi Yue?"

Not wanting to argue with Fang Ze about this, Liang Yu reluctantly looked at Fang Ze, nodded slightly, and said indifferently:

"Okay, Shi Yue is your sister, I believe everything you said. Can you let go of me now? You're hurting me."

Liang Yu's nonchalant and conciliatory attitude left Fang Ze stunned.

This was completely different from what he had expected.

He thought Liang Yu would have a big fight with him because of Shi Yue.

He was prepared for Liang Yu to argue with him.

That night, the administration department had a dinner party. He originally intended to pick up Liang Yu, but due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, the administration department employees misunderstood and thought he was going to pick up Shi Yue.

Liang Yu wasn't even in the private room at the time. He thought Liang Yu had already left, but he didn't want Shi Yue to lose face in front of the administrative staff.

That's why I assumed I was going to pick up Shi Yue that night.

This isn't his fault; he had no idea Liang Yu hadn't left.

And it's not a big deal.

He had already sent a message to Liang Yu that night, explaining the reason.

He thought this was a trivial matter that could be completely forgotten.

But after he sent a message to Liang Yu yesterday, Liang Yu has not replied.

This caused him a strange, dull pain in his heart.

He recounted the dinner party again last night.

He felt that Liang Yu was a sensitive girl and might actually be very angry about what happened that night.

So today he was prepared to patiently soothe Liang Yu no matter how angry or noisy she became.

Once Liang Yu vents his anger, things will be exactly the same as before.

But now, Liang Yu is not doing as he expected at all.

Liang Yu was too calm.

This caused the dull, helpless pain in Fang Ze's heart to increasingly occupy his entire being, and even gave rise to a sense of panic.

Fang Ze remained silent for a moment, then spoke again, his voice strained, carrying a barely perceptible plea:

"Will you come home with me tonight?"

Liang Yu resolutely refused:

"Fang Ze, I don't want to go back with you. I really want a divorce. I want to start over, and I hope you can start over too."

Liang Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it amplified the panic that was growing in Liang Yu's heart.

Looking at the determination and resolve in Liang Yu's eyes, Fang Ze stubbornly said in a powerless voice:

"Xiaoyu, if you think there's anything I haven't done well, you can tell me directly, but don't bring up divorce again. Unless I agree, we can't get a divorce."

Liang Yu countered with a question to Fang Ze:

"What about the three-month agreement you mentioned before? Were you lying to me?"

These words instantly enlightened Fang Ze.

Yes, there are still three months left, why would he lose his composure now?

It seems likely that the events of the past few days were all part of Liang Yu's little trick of feigning indifference to lure her in.

Yesterday, I deliberately avoided the usual mundane chatter on the phone.

I've been deliberately ignoring his messages lately.

How could he lose his composure because of these obvious little tricks?

That was really wrong.

He could have simply watched quietly as Liang Yu schemed his way out of nowhere.

Once Liang Yu has exhausted all her little tricks and finds that they have no effect on him, he can then try to coax Liang Yu properly.

How could he be so flustered now?

Fang Ze took a few deep breaths, sweeping away all the bad emotions that had been lingering in his mind.

He looked down at Liang Yu quietly, as if he wanted to use his commanding presence to completely crush Liang Yu's determination.

A moment later, Fang Ze slowly released Liang Yu's wrist, reverting to his former gentle and polite demeanor, and said warmly:

"A three-month agreement certainly counts."

"But it's only been a few days, there are still many days left before the three-month deadline, aren't you being a bit too hasty?"

"Xiao Yu, the deadline hasn't come yet. Please stop bringing up divorce all the time, okay?"

Seeing that Fang Ze didn't seem to be lying, Liang Yu said:

"Okay, three months. I won't bring up divorce, but I don't want to go back to Redwood Bay. I hope you won't force me to go back."

Fang Ze looked down at Liang Yu and fell silent with a calm expression.

The office was silent, save for the ticking of the wall clock, which seemed to bridge the invisible gap between the two.

Several minutes later, Fang Ze reached out and grabbed Liang Yu's wrist again, pulling her to sit down on the sofa.

Speaking in a condescending tone, leaving no room for argument:

"Stay in my office and don't go out. We'll go home together after my meeting."

After saying that, I'll emphasize it again:

You absolutely have to come home with me today.

"Unless you don't want to continue the three-month agreement."

After saying that, he turned and strode out of the office.

Liang Yu followed closely behind Fang Ze to the gate, but the gate was locked from the inside by Fang Ze with a loud bang right in front of her.

Liang Yu tried her best to open the door but couldn't. With it almost time to get off work, she didn't want Yan Qi to wait in the garage, so she sent him a message first.

[Yan Qi, I probably won't be able to go back to Lishu Village tonight. You don't need to pick me up; I have the night off.]

Yan Qi replied to the message instantly.

Why can't we go back? Is it because we can't go back, or because we don't want to?