Marital problems spiral out of control

Fu Shishen answered out of habit.

This action intensified the disappointment in Wen Hua's eyes, gradually turning it into a deep-seated despair.

Fu Shishen always responds to Jiang Ruan's calls immediately.

Her calls to Fu Shishen were always forwarded to Cheng Ming's phone.

She still felt uncomfortable in her chest.

She thought she had been open and honest, but why was she feeling uncomfortable now?

"Shi Shen, are you coming home for dinner again tonight?" Jiang Ruan's gentle voice came through the phone. "Auntie came by earlier and asked me when we're going home together."

This aunt is Gao Yazhi.

Wen Hua knew, of course.

So even before Fu Shishen signed the agreement, Gao Yazhi was already impatient to send Jiang Ruan back.

How ironic.

Wen Hua laughed mockingly.

But she knew that Jiang Ruan heard the sarcasm clearly.

Because Jiang Ruan is a sensitive and suspicious person.

Sure enough, before Fu Shishen could even speak, Jiang Ruan's voice came again.

"Shi Shen, I think I heard Wen Hua's voice. Have you found Wen Hua?" she asked quietly.

Fu Shishen neither denied nor admitted it, and remained silent throughout.

Jiang Ruan's voice turned aggrieved: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had found Wen Hua, that's why I called you. Wen Hua is pregnant, so please comfort her. She must be feeling uncomfortable after being away from home for so long."

As she spoke, she sighed, as if she were genuinely worried about Wen Hua.

"The baby in Wen Hua's belly is very important to you." She said calmly, "As for me, you don't need to worry about me. I have people here to take care of me, and I'll be fine."

Every word and sentence is gentle, but it hides a sharp edge beneath its soft exterior.

How could Wen Hua not understand Jiang Ruan's disgusting words?

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly let out a muffled cry.

"Ruan Ruan!" Fu Shishen's tense voice came instantly.

That was genuine concern for Jiang Ruan.

Wen Hua knew perfectly well that Jiang Ruan was acting.

Anyone with eyes could see the charade, but Fu Shishen couldn't.

He believed it every time.

This time is no exception.

Upon hearing Jiang Ruan's cry, Fu Shishen immediately turned to look for her.

They were terrified that something might happen to their precious child.

Looking at this scene, Wen Hua called out Fu Shishen's name calmly: "Fu Shishen."

Upon hearing Wen Hua's voice, Fu Shishen suddenly turned around.

He saw the blade of the fruit knife pressed against Wen Hua's stomach.

"I want to know, right now, do you care more about this tool in my belly, or about the baby in Jiang Ruan's belly?" Wen Hua said bluntly.

But this is a threat.

Fu Shishen certainly knew.

In that instant, he was truly taken aback by Wen Hua.

Even if you're unhappy, you're also afraid inside.

Because Wen Hua's knife was really aimed at her stomach, you could even see that her clothes were torn.

There were already faint traces of blood.

"Wen Hua, are you crazy?" Fu Shishen rushed back without thinking.

He couldn't let anything happen to Wen Hua's baby.

Otherwise, the Fu family's shares would truly be lost.

But the moment the fruit knife pierced his stomach, his hand had already firmly grasped the blade.

Fresh blood dripped down.

It wasn't Wen Hua's blood, it was Fu Shishen's blood.

At that moment, Fu Shishen realized that he had suddenly felt afraid that something might happen to Wen Hua.

It wasn't that I was worried about the baby in my belly, but rather about Wen Hua herself.

It was an emotion I had never felt before.

It's unclear whether Wen Hua's resoluteness shocked Fu Shishen or something else.

His eyes were fixed on Wen Hua.

The hand gripping the fruit knife never loosened its hold.

A mix of complex emotions weighed on Fu Shishen, and for a moment, he even felt a sense of oppression and suffocation.

Wen Hua was also taken aback by Fu Shishen's actions.

She hadn't expected Fu Shishen to be so direct.

Because she knew very well that Fu Shishen had a million ways to stop her.

She couldn't possibly harm the child in her womb.

The moment Fu Shishen rushed over, she sensed his tension; he was coming for her.

Wen Hua was speechless for a moment, passively looking at Fu Shishen.

More and more blood was spilling onto the floor, and the stench of blood filled the air.

After becoming pregnant, she became particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, and the nausea and vomiting sensation instantly surged up.

She didn't care about anything else and vomited on the spot.

"Wen Hua." Fu Shishen looked at Wen Hua nervously.

He didn't even bother with his bleeding hand; he immediately picked up his phone and dialed 120 for emergency medical assistance.

Throughout the entire process, his eyes were fixed on Wen Hua.

Wen Hua regained her senses and forcefully pushed Fu Shishen away: "You don't need to pretend to be kind to me."

I've long since become numb to it.

A fleeting moment of attraction, overwhelmed by the overwhelming cruelty of this period, gradually led her to despair.

She spoke each word with unwavering resolve: "Fu Shishen, I'm determined to divorce you. All you want is the child in my womb, and I'll give it to you. But you must let Wen Yin go. Don't worry about me breaking my promise; after all, this is Jiangzhou. You have countless ways to make me die, don't you?"

Even Wen Hua's eyes didn't flinch at all.

This gentle demeanor deeply impressed Fu Shishen.

His gaze grew increasingly somber.

Wen Hua thought Fu Shishen would yell at her.

Because she was provoking Fu Shishen time and time again.

However, what this person said made Wen Hua fall silent.

"Wen Hua, do we really have to come to this?" Fu Shishen asked Wen Hua quietly.

This was the first time in a long time that they had spoken so calmly.

Wen Hua did not respond immediately.

She thought that if Fu Shishen had spoken to her like this before, she wouldn't have hesitated for even a moment.

But now—

She looked up at him calmly: "We have no way out, and we can't go back to the way things were. I'm superfluous to you, and you can't meet my demands. You're unwilling to give up Jiang Ran, and I don't want to share a man with someone else."

If it were before, Fu Shishen would have already exploded.

But now he tightened his grip on his hands in his pockets.

Wen Hua's words made him unhappy, but more than that, he felt a sense of oppression.

A kind of oppressive feeling of being stuck in a limbo.

He lowered his eyes and stood there quietly.

He found perfect reasons for himself.

The reason for not getting angry was to keep Wen Hua calm, because the child in Wen Hua's belly was the most important thing.

With this in mind, when Fu Shishen looked up again, he was calm and composed.

"Wen Hua, I have never considered divorce," he said succinctly.

Wen Hua laughed: "If you don't get a divorce, what will happen to Jiang Ruan? Will she be a mistress for life?"

Fu Shishen responded quickly: "Jiang Ruan never cares about titles or status."

Wen Hua lowered her head, smiling faintly: "So, I'm the one who's going to hold a grudge, right?"

He's not as good as ginger in every way, and he's always calculating and petty.

She constantly questioned Fu Shishen about his ambiguous relationship with Jiang Ruan.

They made things difficult for Jiang Ruan at every turn.

Jiang Ruan was the victim, always concerned about herself and always putting Fu Shishen's interests first.

Oh.

Indeed, the difference between people is immediately apparent when compared.

Wen Hua felt ashamed of herself.