Maybe Fu Shihan is not afraid of death, but he will probably never know just how afraid Su Wanxin is of him dying.
During a long period in Su Wanxin's life, he was the light that illuminated her world.
And in the long years to come, it will remain so.
She cannot let her light be extinguished, and for this, she is willing to give everything.
Su Wanxin nodded, watching the fleeting pain in Fu Shihan's eyes. "Yes, it was Grandpa, and others also told me."
"Who else?"
"Mu Xinghan."
Fu Shihan gritted his teeth, turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down, suppressing his anger.
Grandpa...
Heh.
He should have just skinned those two alive today and thrown them at the old man's doorstep.
Fu Shihan did not expect it to be like this; even if he knew that Fu Yansheng did not like Su Wanxin, he didn't think it was because of this.
Su Wanxin leaned weakly against the wall, watching him suffer, struggle.
Her heart ached.
