Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua looked at Fu Shishen in astonishment, but forced herself to remain calm: "I'll go pack, let me go."

"Sit down and keep me company. Wen Yin is here too. There are servants to handle this kind of thing; you don't need to come," Fu Shishen said calmly.

Because of Wen Yin.

Wen Hua cannot make any large movements.

Eventually, she was forced to sit down.

However, Fu Shishen's hand remained firmly in Wen Hua's grasp, never letting go.

She could even feel the man's fingers slipping through her own and snapping shut behind her back.

Wen Hua didn't feel any intimacy; instead, she felt a sense of helplessness.

Drifting in the deep sea, feeling lost and helpless with no end in sight.

That feeling of being easily startled became increasingly pronounced.

She sat there passively for a long time.

When Wen Yin's doctor arrived, Wen Hua immediately let go of her hand.

"Xiao Yin's doctor is here, I'll go ask her." She didn't even look at Fu Shishen when she spoke.

Then Wen Hua turned around and walked towards the doctor.

Fu Shishen remained standing there, watching his hand miss its target, without showing any emotion whatsoever.

Thirty minutes later, Wen Hua saw Wen Yin's doctor off.

Wen Yin has already gone to rest.

She walked back and saw Fu Shishen waiting for her.

She looked up and decided to walk around Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen just stood there.

Wen Hua's heart was beating very fast.

But as she passed by Fu Shishen, her wrist was once again restrained.

She suddenly looked at Fu Shishen, and before she could react, she was brought to stand in front of him.

"You didn't call Jiang Ruan, huh?" Fu Shishen asked casually.

When the matter was brought up again, Wen Hua frowned, but remained neither humble nor arrogant.

She forcefully pulled her hand away, and Fu Shishen frowned slightly.

Wen Hua quickly took a step back before saying, word by word, "Fu Shishen, haven't you already convicted me? Then whatever you say goes. There's no point in bringing this up again."

Even this tone is confrontational: "If you want to get revenge on me, if you want to make things difficult for me, then come at me directly, don't involve any unrelated people."

She made her meaning clear, standing proudly in place without even flinching.

She was prepared for Fu Shishen to lash out at her.

After all, she was already used to it.

However, for Wen Hua, this habit was tragic.

But there was no choice.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Hua's eyes widened.

Because Fu Shishen was holding her chin, she was forced to look up at him.

"Wen Hua." Fu Shishen's deep, magnetic voice came through the phone. "We've been married for seven years, hmm?"

Wen Hua did not respond.

From last night until now, she has felt that Fu Shishen is not normal.

"We've been married for seven years, so we should have at least some understanding of each other. You wouldn't lie," Fu Shishen said, each word distinct and direct.

Wen Hua was stunned, watching his handsome face get closer and closer to her.

The suppressed heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

"And then? You can't lie but you can do it, right?" Wen Hua came to her senses and asked Fu Shishen in a defiant manner.

Fu Shishen was not angry, but he did not loosen his grip on Wen Hua either.

The hand that was holding her chin was gently stroking her cheek.

His calloused fingertips traced her delicate skin, causing her to tremble slightly.

Then, Wen Hua saw Fu Shishen lower his head.

The two were very close, so close that their thin lips were almost touching.

Wen Hua had nowhere to escape.

Fu Shishen's voice continued to reach her ears.

"Of course not," he denied. "That's why I had Cheng Ming investigate. This has nothing to do with you. Your phone was hacked, and her phone number was implanted to create this illusion."

In short, this cleared Wen Hua's name.

Wen Hua said it was impossible not to be surprised.

But after being tormented for so long, she always believed that Fu Shishen had a conspiracy.

She looked at Fu Shishen calmly, but did not speak immediately.

Fu Shishen's hand rested on Wen Hua's cheek, his voice becoming even more serious.

"Wen Hua, let's stop arguing and focus on giving birth to this child, okay?" Even the way he looked at Wen Hua was completely serious.

Wen Hua asked without blinking, "After the baby is born, will I be able to leave?"

When the same question was presented to Fu Shishen, he did not answer it immediately.

Wen Hua didn't mind: "Don't worry, for Wen Yin's sake, I will give birth to the child safely. But you will definitely not break your promise to me, otherwise I don't know what I might do."

She said this with seriousness.

A cornered dog will jump over the wall; a cornered rabbit will bite.

Wen Hua has a good temper, but that doesn't mean she won't react at all when pushed to the limit.

Human beings' instinctive resistance is to destroy everything in their path.

Every word is a threat.

But Fu Shishen remained silent, simply asking Wen Hua, "Do you really want to leave me that much?"

"Yes," Wen Hua answered without hesitation.

Even Wen Hua was waiting for Fu Shishen to lash out at her.

But unfortunately, this person didn't have that.

The voice remained unchanged as she continued, "Wen Hua, if Jiang Ruan weren't between us, would things be alright?"

One sentence calmed Wen Hua down.

She knew her answer: yes, she definitely would.

As long as Jiang Ruan wasn't around, she would probably have lived until the moment she died.

Besides, with Jiang Ruan by her side, she persevered until the moment she could no longer hold on.

But she didn't need to say these things to Fu Shishen.

Therefore, when Wen Hua answered Fu Shishen, she was direct and without any emotion: "Fu Shishen, there are no 'what ifs' in this world. We are impossible."

Fu Shishen's gaze darkened slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

But it was only for a moment.

He remained patient, looking at Wen Hua: "But I know that if you had come first, even if you were chosen by Grandpa to bring him good luck, I think I would have liked you."

Wen Hua fell silent.

Fu Shishen didn't mind and continued, "But, like you said, there are no 'what ifs' in this world. So she came first, and I had a conflict with you, but I couldn't resist the tacit understanding we shared in bed. I think there are still some feelings between you and me."

"Fu Shishen, there's no point in you telling me this. I don't want to talk about it," Wen Hua said calmly, her words filled with rejection.

This time, it was Fu Shishen who remained silent.

He stared intently at Wen Hua.

The little woman I remember has changed.

Wen Hua had always been easygoing and never resisted.

If I said such words to Wen Hua, she would cry with joy.

Instead of looking at himself calmly like he does now.

So, is it out of control?

With this in mind, Fu Shishen's limited patience gradually dissipated.

That unpleasant feeling quickly turned into a bloodthirsty, sinister rage, a desire to completely destroy Wen Hua.

Ironically, it was under these circumstances that Wen Hua smiled.