He quickly put it out of his mind, his gaze landing on Xia Yao standing before him.
He had always known that Xia Yao liked his second brother, Fu Jingyao, and she had never tried to hide it.
In the past, he had always believed that if he was willing to help her, accompany her and cheer her up whenever she was sad, she would discover his worth sooner or later.
But now, he found himself hesitating.
Ten years ago, she had been only fifteen. She should not have fallen for Fu Jingyao yet.
And yet, in order to win Fu Jingyao over, she had been able to spread rumors that drove a wedge between him and Su Qiao.
That alone showed how calculating and ambitious she was.
And just as Su Qiao had said, she pursued Fu Jingyao while coming to him to cry and complain whenever something happened. Without realizing it, he had indeed become her backup plan.
Thinking of that, then recalling everything Su Qiao had gone through over the years and how she had protected Fu Jingyao, Fu Heng suddenly felt utterly disenchanted.
Xia Yao was panicking inside, but she kept a cold expression as she stared at Su Qiao. "What do you mean?"
Su Qiao could not be bothered to explain. Xia Yao would find out soon enough anyway.
"It's noon. Time to make lunch. We're poor, so we won't be keeping you here."
Fu Heng and Xia Yao left. Fu Heng wore a solemn expression, while Xia Yao's face was livid.
Watching them walk away, Fu Jingyao squeezed Su Qiao's warm, soft palm. "What did Fu Heng do?"
Su Qiao shot him a sideways glance. "You're still too inexperienced. Someone stole the information, and you didn't even know."
Fu Jingyao thought about it and