Fu Yanci hung up the phone, his gaze towards Lin Sa revealing a hint of difficulty:
"Sa Sa..."
Lin Sa stated decisively, her eyebrows and eyes instantly regaining their previous coldness:
"Since it was given to me, there's no question of sharing it with others. Moreover, a prestigious family like the Jiang family, a century-old clan, wouldn't be unable to afford a superior red ginseng? Su Yurou clearly..."
Lin Sa suppressed her complaint about Su Yurou and didn't continue.
Fu Yanci subconsciously made excuses for Su Yurou:
"It's not that they can't afford it, it's that Yurou didn't want to trouble the Jiang family."
"As you know, the Jiang family is vast. After Jiang Yang and Yurou got married, they established their own household and live a quiet life abroad. She really has no need to ask the Jiang family for a favor for a mere stalk of red ginseng."
Lin Sa couldn't listen any longer and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh:
"Fu Yanci, have you mistaken the primary and secondary issues? Su Yurou married into the Jiang family, not the Fu family. To her, you are the outsider."
"..."
Fu Yanci was momentarily speechless.
The atmosphere fell into a stalemate.
Lin Sa turned and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes, completely losing the desire to communicate further with Fu Yanci.
Fu Yanci stood on the spot, his mobile phone continuously ringing.
Lin Sa vaguely heard the sound of him tapping on his phone's keyboard. She was groggy, utterly exhausted, and unknowingly drifted into dreamland.
When she woke up again, it was already midnight.
Zhang Sao, holding the crying Li Li, knocked on her door.
Hearing the crying sound, Lin Sa reflexively sat up and took Li Li from Zhang Sao's arms.
She subconsciously looked around, not seeing Fu Yanci's figure, and her gaze instantly dimmed:
"Didn't he say he'd take care of her tonight? Where is he?"
"Sir originally intended to stay and take care of her, but someone kept calling his phone, and it seemed like something serious had happened. Sir rushed off in a hurry."
"Oh, right. Sir asked me to tell you that he's taking the red ginseng with him for now. He'll find someone to get you a better and more valuable one, I guarantee it will be more precious than this one."
Lin Sa's whole body instantly stiffened.
After a long while, she subconsciously moved her stiff finger joints and smiled:
"Zhang Sao, from now on, you are not allowed to let him step into this house again. If he dares to come in again, call the police."
Zhang Sao looked a bit troubled:
"Madam, but wouldn't that be cutting off all ties? You and Sir are a couple, after all..."
Lin Sa's heart was already filled with desolate coldness, having completely lost even basic emotions:
"The one who cut off all ties is not me, it's him."
That was not just a rare stalk of red ginseng, but Fu Yanci's favoritism.
But clearly, Fu Yanci's favoritism was not directed at her.
For the rest of the night, Lin Sa, quite pathetically, suffered from insomnia.
She closed her eyes, and countless beautiful memories with Fu Yanci from the past echoed in her mind.
She remembered the first time she saw Fu Yanci, it was at university.
At that time, she was still a student, while Fu Yanci was already a renowned young entrepreneur in Haicheng.
As a campus newspaper reporter, she was supposed to write a report about him, and they arranged to meet at the school auditorium.
It was a spring morning, and the sunlight streamed through the window, falling directly on him.
He was wearing a perfectly tailored dark suit, his figure tall and straight like a pine tree, his facial features deep and three-dimensional, and his steady, powerful voice calmly narrated the hardships and perseverance of running his business.
Lin Sa sat opposite him, her hair playfully short, wearing a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans, quietly listening.
Every word he spoke seemed to carry a certain magical power that struck the heart, causing Lin Sa's hand holding the pen to tremble slightly, her heart beating powerfully and rapidly.
It was from that day on that she suddenly understood what it meant to be smitten.
She was completely captivated by the mature, wise, and powerful aura he exuded, falling for him uncontrollably.
After the interview ended, he handed her a business card and affectionately patted her head:
"You are very cute, but your questions are very insightful. If you have any follow-up questions, feel free to contact me anytime."
His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of imperceptible gentleness.
At that moment, Lin Sa felt her whole world light up.
She carefully took the business card, her fingertips accidentally brushing against his, and an electric current instantly surged through her entire body.
To get closer to him, she began to obsessively follow everything about him:
The design projects he led, the architectural concepts he advocated, the industry forums he frequented, she knew them all by heart.
She minored in architectural design and stayed up late poring over obscure professional books, just to understand the world through his eyes.
After graduation, despite her mother's strong opposition, she resolutely joined Fu Corporation as an intern, starting from assistant designer and eventually taking charge of projects independently. Every step was taken with determination and persistence.
She once thought that as long as she worked hard enough, she could stand shoulder to shoulder with him under the same starry sky.
Becoming his wife was a dream that was almost impossible to achieve for her.
Every time she woke up late at night for the past five years and saw him lying beside her, she would have a dreamlike daze... Had she actually married the person she once looked up to?
But now, the dream was completely shattered.
The person Fu Yanci truly loved was never her.
Yet, she had loved him for so many years, loved him to the point of completely changing the trajectory of her life for him, loved him enough to give birth to their daughter without hesitation...
Lin Sa's heart ached intensely all night.
Her head felt heavy and muddled all night. When dawn broke, Lin Sa struggled to get out of bed.
The moment she stood up, her vision went black. She gripped the bedpost forcefully, managing to support herself without falling.
Her qi and blood were severely depleted, and her steps were unsteady. Just as she was about to leave the room, her phone rang.
She answered it, and the same sarcastic male voice came from the other end:
"That century-old red ginseng is indeed nourishing. I only sliced two pieces to make tea, and now I have strength all over my body. It's a pity you can't have such a good thing, hehehe..."
Lin Sa heard the laughter, which sounded like a chicken's cluck. This time, she had learned her lesson and directly pressed the record button.
"My cousin said that the red ginseng was originally bought for me. He thought I didn't need it, so he gave it to you. Since I want to use it, it naturally goes to me first. As for your health, he doesn't care at all."
"Lin Sa, you are truly pitiful, having been a substitute for me for five years by such a twist of fate. However, you don't need to feel wronged. After all, a man like my Yan Ge is yearned for by countless women. You slept with him for five years, so you've gained something, haven't you?"
"My Yan Ge cherishes me like a treasure, Jiang Yang follows my every command, and the Su family treats me like a pearl in their palm. Lin Sa, if you dare to make this recording public, I have a hundred ways to make you and your best friend die. Don't believe me? Just try."
"After I recover, Yan Ge will arrange for me to join Fu Corporation and become the chief designer for the Qitian Building project, a position above yours. You've already seen the appointment letter, haven't you? No matter how much painstaking effort you put in over these five years, by the time the Qitian Building is completed, everyone will only remember me as the designer, haha..."
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