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Fu Yanci turned the steering wheel and made a sharp turn at a traffic light intersection.

Wen Qingruan was thrown to the side by inertia.

She closed her eyes and cursed Fu Yanci in her heart.

This person definitely did it on purpose!

Why is he so vengeful now!

Once she was seated again, she looked out the car window and realized that the car had already passed her neighborhood and was driving further and further away.

"Fu Yanci, where are you taking me?"

Fu Yanci said, "Let's go home."

Wen Qingruan, "Are you going back tonight? My things..."

Fu Yanci interrupted her, "I'll have someone come and clean it up for you."

Fu Bao is alone at Jingyuan tonight.

Wen Qingruan immediately understood that Fu Yanci wanted her to accompany Fu Bao.

"it is good."

Fu Yanci glanced at the rearview mirror, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

Jingyuan.

When we got off the bus, Luo Luo was already fast asleep.

Wen Qingruan carried Luo Luo out of the car.

The servants in the villa were all asleep, and the courtyard was quiet.

Fu Yanci came to Wen Qingruan's side, glanced at the child in her arms, and then reached out to take the child from her.

He carried the child into the villa, leaving Wen Qingruan standing there, stunned.

She thought that even if Fu Yanci agreed to let her bring Luo Luo back, he would still dislike Luo Luo very much.

After all, in Fu Yanci's eyes, Luo Luo was proof of her betrayal of him.

On her way there, she thought that during her stay at Jingyuan, she should try her best to prevent Luo Luo from disturbing Fu Yanci, and ideally, make sure they rarely even run into each other.

But she didn't expect that Fu Yanci would actually take the initiative to hug Luo Luo.

Fu Yanci, who was walking ahead, turned around when he saw that Wen Qingruan had not followed.

"Come open the door."

Wen Qingruan came to her senses and walked to the door.

"password."

Fu Yanci: "It's the same as before."

Wen Qingruan's fingers, which were resting on the combination lock, froze, and her lowered eyes concealed the emotions within them.

She entered the password, and with a "beep," the combination lock opened.

The lock in Wen Qingruan's heart seemed to loosen for a moment.

Five years have passed, and the password to this house is still the same as before.

Was it because Fu Yanci was too lazy to bother... or was it for some other reason...?

After all, the password to this room was the day they moved into Jingyuan, which was also the day they got their marriage certificate.

Pushing open the door, the hall was pitch black.

Wen Qingruan turned on the light in the entryway.

The room was extremely quiet.

Fu Yanci changed into slippers, picked up Luo Luo, and walked upstairs.

Wen Qingruan followed behind Fu Yanci.

"You'll be staying in guest rooms. Anything you need will be delivered tomorrow."

As Fu Yanci spoke, he gestured for Wen Qingruan to open the door to the guest room.

For some reason, even though it wasn't her first time back in this room, Wen Qingruan felt extremely nervous.

Standing in the guest room, I felt so awkward that I didn't even know what to do or say.

Fortunately, after Fu Yanci put Luo Luo on the bed, he didn't say anything more and walked out the door.

"that……"

Wen Qingruan called out to Fu Yanci.

"I……"

She bit her lip but still managed to say it.

I don't have pajamas.

Fu Yanci's hand rested on the doorknob.

"Your things are still in the same place. If you need anything, just go and get it yourself."

After saying that, Fu Yanci left.

Wen Qingruan remained in a daze for a long time.

Her things are still in the same place...

But she's been gone for five years!

Five years later, those things are still there.

Didn't Fu Yanci hate her to the core?

Why keep her things...?

She stayed in the guest room for a long time, thinking about it, but she couldn't figure it out.

Five years later, Fu Yanci's every move was still unfathomable to her.

She didn't even know if choosing to return to Jingyuan was the right thing to do.

But she knew one thing: at least for now, she had a chance to make it up to Fu Bao.

She thought that she must make the milk-leaking dessert that Fu Bao didn't get to eat last time for Fu Bao tomorrow morning, and also prepare a gift to apologize to Fu Bao.

Thinking of Fu Bao and the things she needed to do, Wen Qingruan immediately put aside the contradictions and struggles in her mind.

She just hoped tomorrow would come soon so she could spend more time with Fu Bao.

Wen Qingruan knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

"I've come to get something."

After waiting for a while without a response, Wen Qingruan knocked on the door again.

"Fu Yanci, are you inside?"

"Take whatever you need. It's late, and Fu Bao is in the room next door, so don't wake him up."

Fu Yanci's voice came from behind Wen Qingruan.

Wen Qingruan was quite frightened.

"what!"

She immediately covered her mouth, "How come you walk so quietly? You scared me to death!"

There was a hint of coquettishness in Wen Qingruan's tone that she herself was unaware of.

Fu Yanci slightly curled the corners of his lips, and his voice unconsciously softened a bit.

"I was in the study. I came over when I heard you knocking. I didn't mean to scare you."

Only after Fu Yanci explained it did Wen Qingruan realize that she had just been complaining about him.

"I...I thought you were in the bedroom, I came here to get some clothes."

Fu Yanci hummed in agreement. "Just go in. The room door isn't locked. I'll be in the study tonight. If you need anything, just come to this room and get it yourself."

After saying that, Fu Yanci walked towards the study at the end of the corridor.

Wen Qingruan watched Fu Yanci's retreating figure.

He must be very busy now that he's taken over the Fu family business.

Especially in the period immediately after she left, she had to take care of the crying Fu Bao and also take over the Fu family business.

Just thinking about it, Wen Qingruan could guess how difficult it must have been for Fu Yanci at that time.

He must have hated her back then...

Wen Qingruan slowly withdrew her gaze and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

Before she even turned on the lights, she could smell a familiar floral fragrance.

That's the scent of freesia.

Under the cover of night, she saw the few pots of freesias placed on the windowsill.

Looking at the familiar flowerpot, Wen Qingruan's heart skipped a beat.

impossible……

It couldn't be the few pots she planted.

She turned on the light, and when she could see the flowerpots clearly, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.

Those were flowerpots she bought; they were for the freesias she planted.

Five years have passed, and they are still there, or even better.

She looked at everything in the bedroom in disbelief; nothing had changed.

From the large light on the ceiling to the small decorative items she bought on the shelves.

Nothing has changed...

Wen Qingruan arrived at the changing room.

She stood in front of the wardrobe, thinking about what Fu Yanci had said: "Your things are all in their original places."

She reached out, but hesitated to open the wardrobe.

impossible.

Those flowerpots and ornaments were probably just something Fu Yanci was too lazy to tidy up, or something he had gotten used to seeing.

But her clothes can't possibly still be hanging here like before.

Fu Yanci must have put it in the locker.

How could he possibly want to see those clothes that belonged to her every day?

He hated her too much to even think about it...

Wen Qingruan opened the wardrobe door, and when she saw her clothes hanging there neatly in a row, she felt more of a dense, indescribable pain than shock.

Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly walked towards the dressing room.

Everything is here!

Her skincare products, cosmetics, everything is still in the same place.

Nothing has changed.

She walked to the dressing table and picked up the cosmetics.

No, the dates are recent, but nothing has been opened. It's obviously newly bought and placed here, but never used.

Wen Qingruan looked around the bedroom.

Everything here is the same as it was five years ago, everything is the same!

It's as if she only went out this morning, but she's been gone for five years.

Fu Yanci kept everything she had...

Even skincare products are readily available.

It felt as if Fu Yanci had been waiting for her to come back, waiting for her to become the mistress of this house again.