The studio gradually got on the right track. I designed the interior decoration according to my preferences. This busyness made me feel fulfilled. I hadn't thought about Fu Tianming for a long time.
I ran into Liu Qingqing downstairs from my house. I was waiting at a traffic light when she suddenly rushed over. She glared at me with resentment and said, " Feng Nuannuan, didn't you decide to get a divorce?" I didn't understand what she meant.
She continued, "Then you shouldn't be clinging to him." I laughed, "Clinging to him?" "You mean Fu Tianming?" Her expression darkened. "Yes, he's been very cold to me these past few days."
"That's because you've been clinging to him." I was speechless. "Have you mistaken something?" "When have I ever clung to him?" Liu Qingqing sneered, "Don't play dumb."
"That day I bought him stomach medicine; he was in so much pain he cried and kept calling your name." "If it weren't for you clinging to him, how could he be so cold to me?" I found it absurd.
Fu Tianming's attitude towards her had nothing to do with me. Just as I was about to speak, she suddenly raised her voice. " Feng Nuannuan, you've already decided to get a divorce." "Since you don't want him anymore, then just let go completely." "Can’t you act like he doesn’t exist?"
I was both angry and amused. Before I could respond, she suddenly received a phone call and hurriedly left.
In the evening, I sat in the living room, watching a TV show while it poured outside. The sound of the heavy summer rain brought me joy. My cat, Qiuqiu, was purring beside me. At that moment, Liu Qingqing called me.
" Feng Nuannuan, let's talk," she said. I was too lazy to respond to her. She continued, "Are you still clinging to President Gu?"
"He told me today that he wants to transfer me to the branch office."
"He hasn't treated me like that in a long time."
" Feng Nuannuan, since you've already decided to get a divorce, why can't you let us go?"
I couldn't take it anymore: "Liu Qingqing, get this straight."
"First of all, I'm not clinging to Fu Tianming."
"Secondly, how Fu Tianming treats you is his business."
"Don't morally bind me; I have no obligation to be responsible for your relationship."
Just as I was about to hang up the phone, someone knocked on the door. I opened it to find Fu Tianming standing there. He was soaked through, with water dripping from his hair. His clothes were drenched in rain, and he looked quite disheveled.
Seeing me, he took a slight breath. "Xiao Nuan, come back."
I was taken aback upon seeing him. I didn't expect him to come looking for me in person. "What are you doing here?"
He wiped his face and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Can you... can you come back?"
I blinked, confirming that I hadn't misheard him.
I coldly asked, "Come back?"
"Where to?"
He stared straight at me and said, "Home."
"Fu Tianming, we are getting a divorce."
"Are you personally delivering the divorce papers?"
"Can't you just send someone to do it?"
Fu Tianming looked at me for a moment before suddenly coughing violently.
He bent over from the force of his cough.
At that moment, our neighbor, Aunt Wang, opened her door and curiously glanced at us.
"Xiao Nuan, this is..."
I quickly said, "He's a friend of mine."
Aunt Wang responded with an "Oh," then suddenly lowered her voice and said to me, "Xiao Nuan, weren't you followed by a pervert a few days ago?"
"And last time, someone tried to pry open your door."
"You need to be careful and not bring just anyone home."
I forced a smile and replied, "I know, thank you, Aunt Wang."
After Aunt Wang left, Fu Tianming asked with a serious expression, "Someone is following you?"
"And someone tried to pry your door?"
I coldly replied, "It's none of your business."
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he only said one thing: "I'm sorry."
I interrupted him: "Fu Tianming, how much is your apology worth?"
"If you really feel sorry for me, then don't disturb me anymore."
"Let's live our lives peacefully until the end."
He bit his lip and suddenly said, "I can transfer Liu Qingqing to the branch office."
"This way you won't see her again and won't fight with me because of her anymore."
I was taken aback.
What is this?
Using Liu Qingqing as a sacrifice?
Is this what it takes to exchange for my return?
I looked at Fu Tianming in shock.
I suddenly realized that he had long seen my unwillingness to divorce.
He knew that my love for him had always been much greater than his for me.
So he hurt me without restraint.
And now, he wanted to use this love to coerce me.
He thought I would return to him because of his concession.
It's ridiculous.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
Seeing me cry, he seemed a bit flustered.
He reached out his hand, wanting to wipe my tears.
"Xiao Nuan, please don't cry."
"I promise you, I won't contact Liu Qingqing anymore."
"I won't let you be sad again."
"Please come back, okay?"
I cried so hard that I couldn't speak.
This absurd feeling left me at a loss.
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind me.
"Xiao Nuan, this is..."
I turned my head and, through my tear-filled eyes, saw Han Zheng.
Fu Tianming also turned to look at him.
Their eyes met, and Fu Tianming's eyes widened in shock.
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