The atmosphere in the living room was on the verge of exploding. Su Wanning’s unfinished sentence—“The one who should leave is…” —hung in the air, but the way she glared at Fu Sinian said everything. Just as the tension reached its peak, Gu Jingchen suddenly moved.
He gently freed his arm from Su Wanning’s grip, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Fu Sinian. The suddenness of the gesture caught even Fu Sinian off guard.
“Mr. Fu, I’m sorry. This is all my fault!” Gu Jingchen lowered his head, his voice choked with emotion, his shoulders trembling slightly. He looked utterly humble, as if reduced to dust. “I shouldn’t have touched your things without permission. I lack manners. I didn’t think things through.”
He slowly straightened, his eyes reddened, looking at Fu Sinian with sincere remorse. “You have every right to be angry. The shirt, the cup, and that photo… I was too thoughtless. I’ve caused so much trouble for you and Wanning.”
Seeing him like this, Su Wanning’s heart ached. Tears streamed down her face. She wanted to step forward to comfort him, but Gu Jingchen subtly stopped her with a small gesture.
“I… I’ll go pack my things and move out right now.” His voice trembled slightly, yet he forced himself to appear strong. “I can’t let you two argue because of me anymore. Wanning,” he turned to her, offering a bitter smile, “thank you for taking care of me these past few days. I’ve caused you trouble.”
With that, he turned toward the guest room, his steps slow and heavy, as if burdened by immense weight. At the moment he turned, he cast a quick glance at Su Wanning—his eyes filled with helplessness, grievance, and a trace of guilt, as though saying, “I’ve dragged you into this.”
That single glance shattered Su Wanning’s last line of defense.
“Jingchen, you don’t need to leave!” she rushed forward, grabbing his arm tightly, her voice sharp with emotion. “The one who should leave is…” She looked at Fu Sinian again. Though she did not finish, the accusation and resentment in her eyes were unmistakable.
Gu Jingchen shook his head gently, his tone soft yet firm. “Wanning, don’t be like this. Mr. Fu is right. This is your home, after all. I shouldn’t stay and upset him.”
Fu Sinian watched the entire performance coldly, a faint mocking curve forming at his lips. Gu Jingchen’s acting was flawless—the humility, the trembling voice, the perfectly timed tears. If Fu Sinian hadn’t already investigated this man’s background, he might have been deceived by this pitiful display.
“Mr. Gu is quite the actor,” Fu Sinian said calmly, his tone unreadable. “But you don’t need to put on a show in front of me. Since you said you’re leaving, then please go.”
A flicker of panic crossed Gu Jingchen’s eyes, but it quickly returned to that aggrieved expression. “Mr. Fu, I truly mean to apologize. I’ll go pack my things immediately. I won’t stay a minute longer.”
He moved toward the guest room again, but Su Wanning held onto him tightly, refusing to let go.
“Fu Sinian, do you have to be so aggressive?” Su Wanning accused through tears. “Jingchen has already apologized like this. Can’t you be more generous?”
“Generous?” Fu Sinian let out a quiet, incredulous laugh. “I let him stay in my house, wear my clothes, and use my things. Isn’t that generous enough? Su Wanning, do you think I should hand over the entire Fu family to him to be considered generous?”
Seeing the situation escalating, Gu Jingchen quickly tried to smooth things over. “Wanning, stop. I was indeed in the wrong. I shouldn’t have touched Mr. Fu’s things. I’ll leave now. Please don’t argue anymore.”
The more considerate he appeared, the more distressed Su Wanning became. Looking at his guilt-ridden face, then at Fu Sinian’s cold and unyielding expression, her heart felt unbearably chilled.
“Fine. If this house doesn’t welcome my friend, then I’ll leave with him!” Su Wanning wiped her tears, grabbed Gu Jingchen’s hand, and started toward the door.
A trace of triumph flashed in Gu Jingchen’s eyes, but it was quickly replaced with concern. “Wanning, don’t act impulsively. This is your home. How can you just leave like this?”
“This house has no place for me anymore!” Su Wanning cried as she began putting on her shoes.
Fu Sinian watched the scene quietly, a deep exhaustion settling over him. Seeing Su Wanning ready to leave for another man, seeing Gu Jingchen’s hypocritical act, everything felt absurd to the point of ridicule. The source of this chapter is g.com.
“If you want to leave, then go,” he said, his voice frighteningly calm. “But Su Wanning, think carefully. If you walk out that door with him today, don’t ever come back.”
Su Wanning’s movement froze. She turned back in disbelief. In her expectations, Fu Sinian should have stopped her, compromised, coaxed her like before.
But Fu Sinian simply stood there, his gaze cold, with no intention of stopping her.
Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, Gu Jingchen tugged gently at her sleeve and said in a low voice, “Wanning, don’t do this. You and Mr. Fu should talk it out. I’ll stay at a hotel for a few days.”
This time, his tone carried more sincerity. He knew that pushing Fu Sinian further might backfire.
Su Wanning looked at Fu Sinian’s indifferent expression, then at Gu Jingchen’s concerned gaze. Suddenly, she crouched down and burst into tears.
Gu Jingchen crouched beside her, gently patting her back, his voice soft with comfort. “Don’t cry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have come and disturbed your lives.”
Fu Sinian watched for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked upstairs without looking back. He couldn’t bear to watch any longer. The entire farce disgusted him.
At the moment he turned away, the corner of Gu Jingchen’s lips lifted ever so slightly. Though Su Wanning had not left with him, tonight’s turmoil had already carved an irreparable crack in their marriage.
And he had all the time and patience in the world to slowly dismantle it.