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After Fu Yunshen saw the contents of the phone, his eyes widened instantly, and he snatched the phone from Jiang Xiaohe in disbelief.

The photo above clearly shows Xia Ying and Song Shiyan kissing.

"This must be AI-generated, how could it be real!"

Fu Yun firmly believed that the image was created by AI and returned the phone to Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe gave a mocking smile: "AI? Brother Yun Shen, are you just fooling yourself? You already knew in your heart, didn't you? Sister abandoned you a long time ago, hahahaha."

Her words were harsh, piercing Fu Yun Shen's heart and striking at the deepest fears and anxieties within him.

Xia Ying wouldn't wait for him after suffering so much, especially since Song Shiyan had always been by her side.

He kept hypnotizing himself, unwilling to face reality. He could even mistake a brightly lit photograph for an AI.

But what if it's true?

Thinking of this, Fu Yunshen felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a knife was ruthlessly ripping out his heart.

He clutched his chest, gasping for breath, and broke free from Jiang Xiaohe who was trying to help him, telling the driver to take him directly to Xia Ying's apartment building.

"Mr. Fu, and Miss Jiang..."

"Ignore her, drive!"

Fu Yunshen roared, and the driver said nothing more, quickly rushing off to their destination.

Jiang Xiaohe, who had been abandoned, was furious and chased after him for a few steps.

"Fu Yun Shen, you don't really want to marry me, do you!"

Jiang Xiaohe knelt on the ground, repeating the same sentence while weeping bitterly, stubbornly wanting an answer.

But like Fu Yun Shen, she used illusions to numb herself, so the blow would be even more devastating when she learned the truth.

Fu Yunshen tried calling Song Shiyan multiple times along the way, but couldn't get through, so he could only send WeChat messages.

"Song Shiyan, are you and Yingying really together?"

"Yingying is my girlfriend, and you're my best brother. Why would you do something to betray me?!"

"Song Shiyan, why aren't you answering my calls? Are you feeling guilty?!"

A series of messages were sent but made no splash. Fu Yun Shen anxiously pounded the leather seat on his body, his usual mature and composed demeanor completely gone.

By the time he arrived at Xia Ying's doorstep, anger had long since overwhelmed his reason; jealousy had distorted his very being.

He stood quietly at the doorway, pressing his ear against it to listen to what was happening inside the room.

Song Shiyan was sitting on the sofa with someone in his arms, it was Xia Ying.

"Sister, I love holding you like this. I'm happy just sitting here, not going anywhere."

As he spoke, he nuzzled Xia Ying's neck and hugged her even tighter.

Xia Ying smiled gently, her long hair falling naturally, revealing her clean and clear face, and her genuine expression made her even more lively.

"It's so hot, why are you even more clingy than before?"

She smiled and stroked his hair with her hand, receiving an even more enthusiastic response.

Song Shiyan slightly raised his phoenix eyes, his gaze filled with infatuation.

"That was before. My sister likes me more now, so of course I can't lose."

"Childish ghost."

Their voices carried and were heard clearly by Fu Yunshen.

He was now absolutely certain that Xia Ying and Song Shiyan were together!

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Fu Yun Shen knocked on the door excitedly, calling out urgently, "Yingying, it's me! I have something to tell you!"

It's not too late, everything is definitely not too late!

Fu Yunshen comforted himself in this way when suddenly the door in front of him opened, and Song Shiyan appeared.

"Fu Yunshen, I don't want to talk to you. You should leave."

"What right do you have to speak up for her?!"

Fu Yun Shen grabbed Song Shi Yan by the collar. Seeing the other man's clear eyes and untainted temperament, he was insanely jealous!

Yingying probably likes this kind of person, which is why she agreed to be with Song Shiyan. As for him, he doesn't want to become like that either!

"There's a misunderstanding between Yingying and me, please leave!"

Fu Yunshen released Song Shiyan and prepared to force his way in, but was blocked by Song Shiyan's muscular physique.

"Fu Yun Shen, you and your sister are a thing of the past."

"Don't tell me you had no choice, that it was to give your sister a better life? That's a lie! You just want the Fu family's wealth, stop saying everything is for your sister!"

"The harm you caused her is real. Do you think it can be covered up with a mere misunderstanding? You're so naive."

Song Shiyan was still not satisfied with his output and was eager to show off his skills.

Suddenly, Xia Ying's voice rang out from behind: "Ayan, don't fight. You'll get hurt, and he'll have something on you. It's not worth it."

Song Shiyan was somewhat disappointed. He had been hoping to have a good fight, but now it seemed like that was out of the question.

Fu Yunshen, however, seemed somewhat dazed by Xia Ying's words. He called out into the room, "Yingying, is that really the kind of person you see me as?"

"Isn't that right?"

Xia Ying's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

"Isn't this how you treated me before? I blame myself for being blind and unable to judge people properly. I accept my bad luck and ask you to leave my life completely from now on."

At that moment, Fu Yunshen's mind went blank. After taking a few deep breaths, he desperately tried to explain, "Yingying, there's nothing between Jiang Xiaohe and me. This is just a deal between us. Without the Fu family, I simply couldn't give you the life you want."

"There are too many misunderstandings between us. Can you give me a chance to clear them up slowly?"

Song Shiyan rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. It was clear that Fu Yunshen in front of him was not listening to anything and was still thinking about the misunderstanding.

Misunderstanding, misunderstanding... these two words have borne too much of the burden of actual harm.

The misunderstanding was too minor, so minor that some people felt it was a great pity and regret that they couldn't stay together because of a misunderstanding.

However, misunderstandings have masked the repeated harm caused.

Xia Ying patted Song Shiyan on the back, signaling him to move aside.

At this moment, Fu Yunshen finally saw Xia Ying.

Xia Ying looked much more energetic, her cool and aloof face like the high-hanging moon.

Fu Yunshen's gaze lingered, as if he had returned to university.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Xia Ying handed him her phone.

The above is an entertainment news item: the Fu family and the Jiang family have formed a marriage alliance, a perfect match, to further expand their business empire.

"Fu Yunshen, now that you're married to Jiang Xiaohe, be a good husband to her."

"I have no obligation to collect garbage here. If you still can't forget the past, you can travel back in time yourself."

"We broke up a long time ago. I love Ayan now, and I want to marry Ayan. If you can understand human speech, then leave here right now."

After saying that, Xia Ying closed the door, her tightly furrowed brows finally relaxing.

"No way, having talked to someone like that really puts you on a criminal record."

She said it with a self-deprecating tone, full of indignation.

Suddenly, Song Shiyan pulled her into his arms, pressing her against his chest and letting her hear his strong heartbeat.

"Sister, it's okay, let's just focus on the present."

Xia Ying relaxed and wrapped her arms around his waist, nodding: "You're right, the present moment is the most important."

Fu Yunshen stood at the door for a long time, Xia Ying's words still echoing in his ears, making him feel unreal.

Did he really do something wrong? He just wanted to give Yingying a better life, what's wrong with that?

His relationship with Jiang Xiaohe was just an act, a ploy to gain the Fu family's support. He did all of this for his childhood dream!

But now, the dream is shattered.

He returned to his car dejectedly, smoking one cigarette after another, still unwilling to give up.