It seems that the love between his parents is just an illusion he built for himself.
It seemed like his parents were just showing their affection in front of him.
Dust-covered memories are like Pandora's box; once opened, they can no longer be contained.
When he came out of the bathroom and met Wen Qiao's worried eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "Sleep here with me, okay?"
Wen Qiao nodded.
After taking a shower, I saw him smoking on the balcony of the bedroom. Hearing the noise, he opened the French window and entered the bedroom. Wen Qiao went up to hug him and comforted him: "No matter what happens, you have to know that there are people behind you who support you."
Although she wasn't very strong yet, she tried her best to protect him.
Fu Nanli finally smiled and caressed her face lovingly: "Shouldn't this be something a man should say to a woman?"
Wen Qiao tilted her head and looked at him with a smile: "Who says that only men can protect women? Men can also be vulnerable at times."
Fu Nanli bent down and kissed the top of her head, hugged her tightly, and carried her to the bed.
The lights were off, and the bedroom was dark with only a curtain drawn. Wen Qiao leaned in his arms, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his breathing.
I couldn't say what I wanted to tell him and I couldn't sleep all night.
Late at night, Fu Nanli reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, flipped to his mother's WeChat, and his thoughts were a little confused.
He was a little undecided for a moment whether he should believe his father and ignore the text message, or ask his mother for clarification.
After a while, he put down his phone. If there was anything, he would ask his mother in person.
In Jingnan Road, in Gu Xiao's room, he sat at the desk with a video chat page on the computer screen. Theresa stared at him and raised her eyebrows: "Dear young master, you wanted to video chat with me, but you didn't say a word for fifteen minutes. It's getting late. If you have nothing to say, then hang up."
"Today I told him about his father's affair."
Finally, he spoke.
Theresa paused and spoke with difficulty: "Are you going to show your hand? This doesn't seem to be your original plan. Didn't you say that you would wait and wait for your brother to die and become the only heir of the Fu family? Why can't you hold back suddenly?"
Gu Xiao was a little upset: "I just couldn't help it suddenly. Seeing him easily get those things that I couldn't get even with all my efforts, I felt... very... uncomfortable."
"What happened?" Tereza asked persuasively.
Gu Xiao then told him what happened that evening.
Theresa played with the lighter in her hand: "Are you in love with that pretty girl?"
Gu Xiao lowered his eyes, said nothing, and his face was calm.
"Or did you just see your brother was too happy and you simply wanted to sabotage him?"
Gu Xiao's eyes trembled.
"You are special to that girl just because she is your brother's girlfriend. Maybe you just want to snatch your brother's things. You just don't want to make your brother happy. In the final analysis, everything you do is because you hate your brother, right?" said Theresa.
Gu Xiao finally looked up at the person on the screen. It was a handsome young face with a blank look in his eyes. "I don't know."
He said I don’t know Theresa, I really don’t know.
Theresa sighed softly: "Your brother knows that your father cheated on his wife. He must be in pain now. You should feel happy now that you know he is in so much pain."
(End of this chapter)