Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua's stomach pain became more pronounced.

But she stubbornly remained silent, her fingers braced against the ground, her knuckles turning white.

The housekeeper heard the commotion and rushed over, just in time to see this scene.

His expression changed as well, and he immediately realized that Wen Hua was not feeling well.

After all, Wen Hua is pregnant now, and there is no room for any mistakes.

He immediately looked at Fu Shishen: "Mr. Fu, I'll ask Dr. Chen to come over. Your wife seems to be feeling unwell; she doesn't look too good."

Fu Shishen didn't say anything, resumed his hand-in-bag posture, and just stood there indifferently.

His gaze darkened as he looked at Wen Hua, and his expression became subtle.

Having worked in the Fu family for many years, the butler generally knew that Fu Shishen was not as indifferent to Wen Hua as he appeared.

Without hesitation, he quickly turned around and called Dr. Chen.

The maid immediately stepped forward: "Madam, let me escort you back to your room."

Wen Hua nodded: "Thank you."

Even saying thank you was difficult for her.

But throughout the entire process, she still didn't look at Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen didn't stop them, and just watched as the maid took Wen Hua back to the master bedroom.

After a long while, Fu Shishen lowered his eyes and tightened his grip on his hands in his pockets.

Married for seven years, he knew Wen Hua quite well.

He knew very well that Wen Hua wouldn't lie.

So what exactly happened when Wen Hua called Jiang Ruan?

What's going on with Wen Hua's call logs?

All the evidence was conclusive, yet Wen Hua's eyes were incredibly clear.

Is the problem with Jiang Ruan?

Fu Shishen's gaze darkened slightly; this was the first time he had doubted Jiang Ruan.

Adding to this, Jiang Ruan has been aggressive lately, even going so far as to threaten him by going abroad.

The first time Jiang Ruan was so resolute was when he married Wen Hua.

At that time, he could understand Jiang Ruan and realized that he had wronged her in this matter.

But Fu Shishen knows exactly what Jiang Ruan wants now.

He used such methods to force himself to divorce Wen Hua, so that she could take his place.

Because she was heavily pregnant and couldn't wait any longer.

so what.

Fu Shishen never intended to reject Jiang Ruan, but that didn't mean he would let her get closer and closer.

No one in this world can threaten me.

Even ginger won't work!

Fu Shishen snapped out of his daze and immediately called Xu Ming.

"President Fu," Cheng Ming's respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Check Wen Hua and Jiang Ruan's chat history," Fu Shishen said succinctly.

Cheng Ming replied without hesitation, "I understand. Wait for my news."

Fu Shishen hummed in agreement and then hung up the phone.

Almost the instant he hung up, Bo Zhirong called, and he answered it without hesitation.

Bo Zhirong's voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "You really let Jiang Ruan go?"

Fu Shi leaned against the second-floor railing, speaking slowly and deliberately: "Since when have you become a busybody?"

His attitude was very indifferent, and he didn't seem inclined to answer.

Bo Zhirong paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Suddenly, both ends of the phone went silent.

Finally, Fu Shishen broke the silence: "She's determined to leave. I've chased after her, I've tried to persuade her to stay, but she still won't agree to stay. Do I have to kneel down and beg her?"

As he said this, Fu Shishen chuckled, his dissatisfaction evident in his words.

"Recently, she has repeatedly made things difficult for me, so now she can do whatever she wants. If I really go along with her in everything, she will take advantage of me sooner or later." Fu Shishen's voice grew heavier as he spoke, his eyes revealing his dissatisfaction with Jiang Ruan.

But considering the Massachusetts investigation report, he said it was impossible for him not to be worried at all.

However, Jiang Ruan refused to back down, and Fu Shishen was unwilling to yield.

His personality and temperament would not allow him to do that.

Therefore, Fu Shishen will not compromise on this matter.

He was betting that Jiang Ruan wouldn't hold out for long and would eventually give in.

Bo Zhirong and Fu Shishen were childhood friends for many years, so how could he not know what he was thinking?

Finally, he sighed, "I can't refute what you said, but I just want to say that Jiang Ruan also has her own reasons."

Fu Shishen frowned, but did not hang up the phone immediately.

But the impatience in his eyes and brows was building up as he patiently listened to Bo Zhirong's words.

"Back when you married Wen Hua, she left for another place, and I accidentally learned some things about it. When I left, I asked her about it, but she avoided answering." Bo Zhirong said with a headache.

Fu Shishen interrupted Bo Zhirong, asking directly, "Did she send you here as a mediator?"

"No, that's not it. I only found out about her departure from the news, which is why I called you. I think she must have some unspeakable difficulties," Bo Zhirong advised Fu Shishen.

"What unspeakable secret?" Fu Shi asked in a deep voice.

This time, it was Bo Zhirong who remained silent: "I'm sorry, Shi Sheng, I promised Jiang Ruan I wouldn't tell. Besides, I really don't know much about this matter; it's related to her health. Otherwise, I wouldn't have needed to give you this call, because I felt something bad would happen to her if she went out."

Fu Shishen did not respond, his tone was very indifferent.

Bo Zhirong even had the illusion that Jiang Ruan was no longer important to Fu Shishen.

There was growing silence on both ends of the phone.

It wasn't until Bo Zhirong broke the silence: "Shi Sheng, have you suddenly realized that Wen Hua does hold a place in your heart after all?"

These words seem to have shattered the current strange balance.

Fu Shishen sneered, "You're overthinking it. That's absolutely impossible. To me, Wen Hua is nothing more than a tool. Do you think she has any romantic feelings for me?"

"You've been married for seven years, and you have no feelings for each other at all?" Bo Zhirong asked in disbelief.

"Yes," Fu Shishen said cruelly, "I don't deny it, I still like it when we're in bed together."

It's all about physical attraction, not emotional connection.

So, at this point, Bo Zhirong stopped talking about the matter.

He understood Fu Shishen's temperament.

There's no point in saying anything more.

Soon, the two changed the subject and started talking about work.

Fu Shishen didn't hang up the phone until Dr. Chen came out of the master bedroom, and then walked towards Dr. Chen.

"What's going on?" Fu Shishen asked with a serious face.

"It's the same old problem. Your wife needs to keep her emotions stable, otherwise, things could easily go wrong," Dr. Chen said calmly. "I've already given her an injection to prevent miscarriage. She'll be fine after a rest."

Fu Shishen hummed in agreement, but didn't say anything else.

Dr. Chen nodded in acknowledgment, and the butler personally escorted Dr. Chen away.

Fu Shishen then walked towards the master bedroom.

The master bedroom was quiet; Wen Hua was asleep.

He walked to the bedside and saw that Wen Hua was not sleeping soundly, her brows furrowed.

Even in nightmares, they struggle as if they are in great pain; their bodies are twisted.

But Fu Shishen just stood there silently.

"No..." Wen Hua mumbled in her sleep, seemingly lost in a dream.

Then she began to struggle, using all four limbs.

The blanket that had been covering her had been kicked off, and Wen Hua was sleeping on her side.

Fu Shishen's gaze fell on Wen Hua, whose belly was already quite noticeable.

But compared to her slender limbs, you would never guess that she was pregnant.

Her once small, delicate face was now deathly pale.

Fu Shishen's hand unconsciously touched Wen Hua.