After being missing for five years, President Fu's eyes welled up with tears when they met agai

Fu Yanci came here at the request of a friend.

She lives abroad, so she entrusted him to manage the sublet shop.

Tea room.

Fu Yanci arrived a few minutes early.

Hearing the knock on the door, he paused in his tea-pouring motion, thinking he had misheard.

"Enter."

He continued pouring tea without making a sound, but the flow of water was not as smooth as before.

Wen Qingruan pushed open the door to the private room and stood there stunned.

Gu Ying told her that the landlord of that yoga studio was also a student at a dance academy, but now he works abroad.

Perhaps we could offer her a discount since they are alumni.

With a try-it-out mentality, Wen Qingruan arrived at the agreed tea room, but she did not expect that the person inside was Fu Yanci.

"What are you standing there for? Aren't you coming in?"

Fu Yanci put down the teapot and turned to look at Wen Qingruan.

Wen Qingruan, who wanted to escape, was rooted to the spot by that gaze and couldn't move.

Fu Yanci withdrew his gaze and poured tea into another cup.

"Are you staying in Kyoto?"

Wen Qingruan hummed in agreement, stepped into the tea room, and sat down opposite.

"I didn't know that was your shop."

Fu Yanci tightened his grip on the teacup and hummed in agreement.

"If I had known, you wouldn't have come."

Wen Qingruan didn't know how to answer.

Fu Yanci was right. If she had known that the shop was related to Fu Yanci, she wouldn't have come.

Fu Yanci glanced at the person opposite him, his right ring finger resting on the table, empty.

"Where's the ring?"

he asks.

Wen Qingruan didn't understand for a moment what he meant by ring.

Fu Yanci continued.

"Aren't you getting married? Why don't you even have a ring?"

Is he that busy?

"You don't even have time to buy me an engagement ring?"

Wen Qingruan's gaze fell on her right hand.

Five years had passed since she last saw the ring on her ring finger, and it had long since disappeared. But at this moment, she felt as if something was tightly wrapping around that spot, making her feel like her bones were about to break.

Her fingers were connected to her heart, and it felt as if something was tightly gripping her heart, making her feel like she was suffocating.

She lowered her head and blinked away the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Yes, he's quite busy, there's a lot to do at the hospital. He said he'd take me to choose a ring when he had time off, and pick one I liked."

Wen Qingruan spoke softly, but her words struck Fu Yanci's heart with a sharp pain.

Fu Yanci let out a very uncouth sneer.

He thought he had gotten used to Wen Qingruan's cold-heartedness, and that no matter what this woman said, he could remain unmoved.

But he overestimated himself!

Wen Qingruan couldn't stay any longer.

She could feel the gaze from above her head, almost piercing her through a hole.

She didn't want to stay any longer and say those things against her will, making Fu Yanci sad.

Wen Qingruan stood up. "I have something to do, I'll go first..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Yanci suddenly grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall.

"Fu Yanci, you..."

"Don't you have a heart?"

Wen Qingruan, is your heart made of stone?!

With red eyes, Fu Yanci pinned her against the wall.

He raised Wen Qingruan's right hand, his scarlet eyes staring at the empty ring finger.

Where are the rings here?

Wen Qingruan, tell me, where is the ring I made for you by hand?

Is that doctor really that good? Better than me?

He's busy, he doesn't have time to take you home, he doesn't have time to buy you a ring, but none of that matters to you.

what about me?

Wen Qingruan, tell me, why are you returning the ring I made for you with my own hands back then?!

You promised to wear it for a lifetime!

How dare you treat me like this!

Fu Yanci finally couldn't hold back any longer and poured out all the grievances and anger he had been holding in these past few days.

He couldn't figure it out.

He spent countless nights trying to figure out what he was lacking compared to that doctor.

Why did Wen Qingruan treat him like this?

What gives her the right?!

Why should we treat his sincere feelings like this!

Wen Qingruan turned her face away, not daring to look into Fu Yanci's eyes.

She was afraid she would feel heartbroken, afraid she would be unable to resist telling everything, afraid she would become attached to Fu Yanci's kindness and never want to leave.

She choked back tears, "Fu Yanci, I... um..."

Fu Yanci didn't give her a chance to speak and kissed her fiercely.

He didn't want to listen to this woman; whatever she said, it was never what he wanted to hear.

All he wanted to do was kiss her.

From the moment I met her.

The long-awaited kiss was filled with the man's overwhelming anger, and Wen Qingruan couldn't resist, falling backward.

A large hand steadily supported her and pulled her into his arms.

If he could, Fu Yanci would want to merge this woman into his very being, so that she would never be able to escape again, never be able to say those awful things that caused him unbearable pain.

Wen Qingruan waved her hand, trying to push the person away.

They shouldn't be like this, they shouldn't keep entangled, Fu Yanci shouldn't be with someone like her.

In Fu Yanci's view, Wen Qingruan's resistance was a blatant rejection and disgust towards him.

He remembered that night, when Wen Qingruan and that man were embracing on the roadside, when that man came out of the hotel in a bathrobe, and when... Wen Qingruan and that man might have already done all sorts of intimate things.

She's refusing his kisses now because of that man...

Fu Yanci suddenly lost interest.

It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over his head, extinguishing all his desires.

All that's left is utter boredom.

He released Wen Qingruan.

I also saw the tears on her face.

His kiss caused her so much pain...

Fu Yanci raised his hand, wanting to wipe away her tears.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qingruan trembled and instinctively hid to the side.

Fu Yanci's hand hung suspended in the air.

After a long while, he slowly put it down.

"You can leave now."

Without any hesitation, Wen Qingruan turned and left the tea room.

She left so resolutely, as if some raging flood or ferocious beast was behind her.

Fu Yanci smiled bitterly.

Now, he has become a monster in Wen Qingruan's heart.

He just found it ridiculous.

He laughed at his own stupidity, at how, after living for thirty years, he was still less carefree in matters of the heart than a woman, and at how he even fantasized about whether he still had a chance to win back his tenderness.

But Wen Qingruan's heart was no longer with him.

She no longer cared about him...

Outside the tea room.

The waiter saw a woman, pale-faced, leaning against the corner of the wall, crying.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Wen Qingruan clutched her heart and shook her head.

"I'm fine, thank you."

She was just in too much pain.

She was in so much pain she was about to die.

Fu Yanci... Fu Yanci...

She called his name over and over in her heart, and all she could see was Fu Yanci looking at her with red eyes.

She hurt the man who loved her most in the world time and time again.

Fu Yanci, don't come to see me again. Just keep hating me like this.

You and Fubao shouldn't be dragged down by me...

Fu's old house.

Zheng Huilan looked at the photos sent by the private investigator and sighed.

Originally, she didn't want to go to such extremes.

However, Wen Qingruan broke her promise first and then went to find Yan Ci.

For Yan Ci's sake, and for the sake of the Fu family, she could not stand idly by.