Su Yun came forward and asked carefully, "What happened? Why did you quarrel? If you have anything to say, just talk about it."
She had never seen Fu Nanli so angry before. Did Qiao Qiao do something to anger him
Wen Qiao said softly, "Mom, you guys go out first and close the door. This is a matter between him and me, we can solve it ourselves."
The door was closed. Fu Nanli grabbed Wen Qiao's wrist and pressed him against the wall: "Say it again?"
Wen Qiao looked directly into his furious eyes: "Literally, we break up."
Fu Nanli suppressed his anger and asked, "Why?"
Wen Qiao finally gave in, his eyes flickered: "I can't be with you anymore."
"I can take care of everything, you don't have to think about it."
Wen Qiao: "You can handle everything? How do you handle it? Can you turn back time and let all that not happen? Fu Nanli, no, you can't handle everything. If you insist on staying with me, how will you face your family? Won't you feel guilty about your dead father?"
"You don't have to worry about me, Wen Qiao. You don't have to worry about these. I will face them."
Wen Qiao: "Don't be so naive, okay?"
Fu Nanli touched his face with trembling fingers: "Now that things have come to this, I can only do this, Wen Qiao, father has left, you can't leave like this too, I won't allow it."
Wen Qiao said calmly: "Let's break up."
Fu Nanli looked at her with gritted teeth: "You were the first to break into my life, and you were the first to pretend to be my girlfriend. Without my permission, you have no right to leave me."
Wen Qiao looked at him and said, "You will be fine after a while."
Fu Nanli: "How could you do this to me?"
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry."
Sorry, but this is the only way she can go.
Seeing her determined look, Fu Nanli finally let go of her hand: "If you regret it, come find me."
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Fu Nanli stood there for a long time, but finally left. He knew Wen Qiao too well. Once she made a decision, no one could persuade her to change her mind. She would only respond to soft words and not hard ones. If he pushed her too hard, she would only be pushed further away.
He understood her inner torment. She felt that she had killed his father and had no face to face him again.
Perhaps, his mother came to see her. She always respected his family. Under so much pressure, she couldn't bear it for a while and wanted to break up. He could understand that.
He gave her time to think about it, and when she figured it out, she would come back to him.
Yes, definitely.
But after waiting for a long time, he only saw Wen Qiao and He Xihuai meeting and interacting with each other.
Qin Bei stood in front of him trembling with fear. His young master had looked haggard recently, which was really pitiful. He didn't want to tell anyone, but he was afraid that it would be even more hurtful if the young master found out himself.
The cigarette between Fu Nanli's fingers was a long way off, the ash dangling, "What do you mean?"
"I saw Miss Wen and He Xihuai meeting in a restaurant today."
Fu Nanli gritted his teeth and said, "Did you see it wrong?"
"I think... I guess I'm not mistaken. I waited outside the restaurant for a long time. After dinner, Miss Wen got into He Xihuai's car."
The cigarette butt was fiercely extinguished in the ashtray, and Fu Nanli said in a deep voice: "Got it."
"Master, maybe..."
(End of this chapter)