Marital problems spiral out of control

Fu Shishen leaned back on the sofa and did not answer.

Wen Hua hung up his coat and asked again, "Shi Shen, I saw the news. You accompanied Miss Jiang to the hospital. Is she pregnant?"

"Wen Hua, Jiang Ruan is a celebrity. You should refrain from saying such unfounded things. It's not good for her and it will also affect the company." Fu Shishen raised his eyelids and reprimanded her impatiently.

"I just want to know, why did you accompany her to the hospital?" Wen Hua didn't back down and asked, word by word, "She has an assistant, an agent, and company staff to work with. By any measure, she doesn't need you to accompany her personally."

Every word and sentence is reasonable and clear.

Fu Shishen frowned, probably not expecting Wen Hua to suddenly confront him.

He stood up, walked up to Wen Hua, and his eyes were terrifyingly dark.

"She was working overtime filming yesterday and collapsed from exhaustion. As the president of Zhou's Group, I have to go to her, both out of courtesy and obligation."

Wen Hua frowned, but before she could speak, Fu Shishen had already grabbed her chin.

"When I arrived, she was bleeding heavily. Shouldn't a person's instinct be to save her first?" His voice grew even colder. "Wen Hua, you've disappointed me greatly."

Fu Shishen finished speaking with a heavy, cold snort.

He suddenly released Wen Hua.

Wen Hua staggered, her eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions.

Wen Hua just quietly looked at Fu Shishen.

In the past, if Fu Shishen was angry, she would apologize.

But now, she only has doubts about Fu Shishen's words.

They were married for seven years, and Wen Hua had witnessed their seven years of scandals.

Every time, she's just deceiving herself, telling herself it's just a publicity stunt.

Now it seems that this is probably not the case.

Especially today's pregnancy test results; her woman's intuition made her uneasy.

"What's wrong now?" Fu Shishen also noticed Wen Hua's strange behavior.

It's too quiet.

Even his quiet eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

He had never seen Wen Hua like this before, which prompted Fu Shishen to ask her a question.

He walked up to Wen Hua and looked down at her.

His calloused fingertips gently caressed her skin.

Wen Hua is very beautiful, with skin as smooth as cream and a curvaceous figure.

It's the kind of feel that men like.

Fu Shishen was no exception.

In bed, Wen Hua isn't particularly proactive, but her shy, coy way of refusing and welcoming is irresistible.

In her daily life, she takes meticulous care of herself and remembers every detail she likes.

But this gentle and kind demeanor made Fu Shishen feel like a stagnant pool of water, devoid of any vitality.

If it weren't for the grandfather's dying will, they would have had to be married for seven years before they could transfer the shares.

He thought he had already gotten divorced.

Then I thought of Jiang Ruan being pregnant, hugging me, crying her heart out.

She said she didn't want her child to be without a legal status.

Fu Shishen's disgust for Wen Hua suddenly became obvious. That trace of guilt vanished instantly.

"Wen Hua, don't give me that attitude. Jiang Ruan's matter ends here." His tone gradually became impatient.

"Then why is there her pregnancy test report in your suit pocket?" For the first time, Wen Hua was persistent about something, even a little aggressive.

"Wen Hua, you're being completely unreasonable!" Fu Shishen suddenly shook off Wen Hua.

He was somewhat unaccustomed to Wen Hua's aggressive manner, but he felt more dissatisfaction than anything else.

He watched as she bumped into the corner of the table because of his excessive force.

He didn't seem inclined to help.

Wen Hua instinctively protected her stomach.

Instantly, the pain hit me, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

Before Wen Hua could make a sound, the door was slammed shut again.

Fu Shishen is gone.

She just watched, without chasing after them, her disappointment growing stronger.

Regarding Fu Shishen, and this seven-year marriage.

He knew perfectly well that he cared about the rumors between him and Jiang Ruan, and even under such circumstances, he was still scolding himself.

So Jiang Ruan is really special to him, isn't she?

Wen Hua laughed self-deprecatingly.

Suddenly she realized that the news of her pregnancy didn't seem to matter that much to him anymore.

She struggled on the ground for a long time before she could stand up.

Just then, Fu Shishen's mother, Gao Yazhi, called.

Wen Hua answered.

"Go back to the mansion tonight," Gao Yazhi ordered Wen Hua.

"Yes," Wen Hua replied without hesitation.

As soon as she finished speaking, Gao Yazhi hung up the phone.

Wen Hua looked at the phone after it was hung up and started to get a headache.

Gao Yazhi didn't like herself, and the fact that she hadn't given birth to a child for the Wen family in seven years made her disdain all the more palpable.

If it weren't for her love for Fu Shishen, she felt she wouldn't have been able to persevere.

But now, her hopes have been shattered little by little by Fu Shishen, and she no longer wants to bear all of this alone.

She even thought that if Gao Yazhi wanted to go back, then she should let Fu Shishen make things clear in front of Gao Yazhi.

This is a thought of giving up.

Over the years, I've gone through many ups and downs, but I've never been this determined.

So after calming down, she called Fu Shishen.

After the call connected, a gentle female voice came through: "Hello, Shi Shen is resting. Could you call later?"

Wen Hua was probably ready to give up, so her voice became forceful: "Who are you? Why are you answering my husband's call?"

Because Wen Hua knew that the other person was Jiang Ruan, and Jiang Ruan's voice was very distinctive.

Sure enough, the next second, Jiang Ruan introduced herself and began to apologize.

"Mrs. Fu, I'm sorry, this is Jiang Ruan. Shi Shen's number wasn't saved in my contacts, so I didn't know it was you." Jiang Ruan spoke sincerely, yet with a hint of grievance. "Shi Shen was up all night last night and just came back looking exhausted. He's resting now, so I took the liberty of answering his call without disturbing him."

Sometimes deep, sometimes deep.

Jiang Ruan pronounced Fu Shishen's name so naturally, as if she had been calling it for a long time.

Wen Hua felt increasingly uncomfortable listening to this.

Over the years, she had read all the gossip about Fu Shishen and Jiang Ruan, and Jiang Ruan always referred to Fu Shishen in this way.

She told the media that they had known each other for so long that they shouldn't be so distant.

So hypocritical.

Wen Hua's expression gradually turned indifferent: "Miss Jiang, you are not qualified to answer Shi Shen's call. Please give him your phone."

This attitude is assertive.

Jiang Ruan on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, but she remained calm: "I'll tell Shi Shen to get up."

Then Wen Hua heard Jiang Ruan calling Fu Shishen's name.

Soon, his voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wen Hua, are you going to be this aggressive?"

Fu Shishen's first words were a reprimand.

They didn't even give Wen Hua a chance to speak.

"Jiang Ruan just didn't want to disturb my rest, so she answered the phone for me. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" Fu Shishen had already labeled Wen Hua.

Jiang Ruan, standing before me, was quiet, yet appeared aggrieved.

Without a second thought, Fu Shishen assumed that Wen Hua was scolding Jiang Ruan.

Such heartache arises spontaneously.

Wen Hua didn't know if she was numb or something else.

Aside from a slight pain in her chest, she can now calmly and completely answer Fu Shishen's questions.

"Shi Shen, Mom called and asked us to go back home," Wen Hua said calmly.

She wanted to get to the bottom of things with Gao Yazhi.

If Gao Yazhi doesn't like herself, does she only like an actor?

Fu Shishen, on the other hand, fell silent upon hearing this.