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

"Your boyfriend is so thoughtful; you two seem like a perfect match."

Wen Qingruan felt as if something was stuck in her throat, but she finally spoke.

He is not my boyfriend.

I have nothing to do with him.

Fu Yanci stood outside the door, his hands hanging at his sides slowly clenching, his dark eyes churning as he stared at the door of the ultrasound room, his face cold.

It started snowing again outside the window sometime during the day.

He thought, just tonight, just this once, he would do a good deed and accumulate merit for Fu Bao.

He would take her back and never bother with her again, just as Wen Qingruan had said on the phone, as if she were dead.

When Wen Qingruan came out of the ultrasound room, she saw Fang Fuyanci at the door.

"Let's go."

Fu Yanci didn't look at her, and walked towards the examination room. Wen Qingruan could only follow.

But Fu Yanci walked very slowly. Wen Qingruan knew that he was walking so slowly on purpose because of her.

In the past, when they were together, he would slow down and accompany her like this.

Thinking back on the past always makes Wen Qingruan sad.

She turned her head away and quietly wiped away her tears.

The doctor looked at Wen Qingruan's scans, sighed, and put his glasses back on to continue examining them.

Fu Yanci was already somewhat worried, and seeing the doctor's expression made her even more nervous.

"Doctor, is there a problem?"

The doctor pointed to a small shadow on the film and looked at Wen Qingruan.

Do you usually experience chest pain, coughing, or insomnia? How are your moods?

Wen Qingruan, "All of what you mentioned is true, as for emotions..."

She paused, then, remembering that Fu Yanci was right next to her, she ultimately didn't tell the truth.

"I don't have insomnia or emotional problems."

The doctor looked at Wen Qingruan over his glasses, his sharp eyes seemingly seeing through Wen Qingruan's lie at a glance.

"The stomach is an emotional organ. Stomach problems, besides dietary issues, are more related to emotions."

Maintaining a positive mood and getting enough sleep are both important; otherwise, your stomach problems will only worsen, and if they develop into complications, it will be a real problem.

Fu Yanci, standing to the side, listened to the doctor's words and his face darkened completely.

I've ruined myself like this in the last five years!

After picking up their medicine, Wen Qingruan and Fu Yanci left the hospital.

By this time, the snow was falling heavily, and the biting wind, carrying snowflakes, seemed to seep into one's very bones.

Wen Qingruan took stomach medicine, and her stomach felt less uncomfortable, but the effects of the alcohol gradually took hold, and her legs felt weak.

A thin layer of ice had formed on the floor outside the hospital, making it slippery underfoot. Wen Qingruan, who was already not fully conscious, was even more careful as she walked, afraid of falling.

Fu Yanci was just a step away from her, his eyes constantly fixed on Wen Qingruan.

Seeing that she would rather move her feet carefully than ask him for help, Fu Yanci thought of how she would rather be troubled by Shen He than ask him for help!

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Wen Qingruan was walking very carefully when someone suddenly blocked her way. She couldn't stop in time and bumped into them.

It felt like her nose had hit a hard wall, sending a sore sensation through her, which made Wen Qingruan's eyes redden and cause her to shed tears.

But she covered her sore nose with one hand, bent down and said to Fu Yanci, "I'm sorry."

Her aggrieved and humble appearance was like a spark that landed on Fu Yanci's long-suppressed anger.

"What are you apologizing for!"

Fu Yanci raised his voice.

"I stopped suddenly, which caused you to bump into me. Is it your fault? Apologize!"

Fu Yanci was seething with anger, and he was also concerned about Wen Qingruan's current state.

Wen Qingruan used to be bright and outgoing; even when they first met, she had never been this timid.

Wen Qingruan was stunned by Fu Yanci's shout and stood there. When she looked up, she saw the heartache in Fu Yanci's eyes.

She had seen that look before, and she still remembered it…

She just didn't expect that Fu Yanci would still care about her like this.

But she felt even more upset.

Seeing the tears welling up in Wen Qingruan's eyes, Fu Yanci ultimately said nothing more.

He stepped forward, took Wen Qingruan's hand, and walked towards the garage.

Fu Yanci was very strong and couldn't break free.

A layer of white had already settled on the road, and the snow was still falling, landing on their intertwined hands; it was cold, but it melted quickly.

Wen Qingruan looked at their hands, feeling that long-lost, long-missed warmth.

The dim streetlights cast long shadows of the two people, making them appear as if they were snuggling together.

Wen Qingruan was drunk. Looking at the figure in front of her, she stopped resisting.

Inside the car, Fu Yanci adjusted the interior temperature; it was very warm.

Wen Qingruan didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, the car had already arrived at the Lanting International Apartment.

This is where her students live.

Why did Fu Yanci bring her here?

She turned around and saw the man in the driver's seat staring at her.

Their eyes met, and Fu Yanci lightly looked away.

Wen Qingruan felt a bitter taste in her mouth. What was she thinking?

Fu Yanci had long hated her, so how could he look at her with the same affectionate eyes he used to have?

She was really quite drunk...

"get off."

Fu Yanci spoke in a cool and aloof tone.

He has already returned the person, and what happens after that is no longer his concern.

Wen Qingruan didn't understand why Fu Yanci had sent her here.

Perhaps he just happened to be here on business.

After all, the people who live here are all rich and powerful, and perhaps his girlfriend lives here too.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingruan pushed open the car door.

The snow had stopped, but as soon as she stepped out of the warm carriage, the cold wind still made Wen Qingruan shiver.

Fu Yanci glanced at it, his eyebrows twitched slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

Through the car window, Wen Qingruan thanked Fu Yanci.

Thank you for tonight.

Fu Yanci didn't look at her and closed the car window.

A hand blocked the window from closing.

Fu Yanci immediately pressed the button, worried that the car window might pinch her.

"Are you crazy?"

he said angrily.

This foolish woman always manages to break his composure.

Wen Qingruan mustered her courage and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

"Is Fu Bao... alright?"

Silence reigned all around, save for the howling of the cold wind.

In the past five years, she has never forgotten Fu Bao, but she also knows that not disturbing Fu Bao is the best thing for her.

But when she arrived in Kyoto and saw Fu Yanci, she couldn't help but think of that child.

When she left, Fu Bao had just learned to roll over. The five-month-old baby was chubby and would giggle whenever he saw her.

I wonder how tall he is now. He must be very strong. The Fu family must have taken good care of him.

Fu Yanci gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter, the veins on the back of his hands bulging and extending all the way to his forearm.

After a long while, he finally looked at the people outside the car window.

"His affairs have nothing to do with you!"

Since you abandoned him back then, don't bother us now!

Fu Yanci's words struck Wen Qingruan's heart like a series of blows.

"good……"

Wen Qingruan's voice trembled slightly.

"I see."

She released her grip and took a few steps back.

"I see……"

She repeated it again, but this time, she said it to herself.

She knew and wouldn't bother them...

Wen Qingruan murmured as she loosened her grip, but Fu Yanci suddenly grabbed her wrist.