In comparison, Fu Jinchuan immediately felt uneasy.
Although it's instant noodles with a braised beef flavor, you can tell from the smell that it's made with seasoning powder.
He took a couple of bites, tossed the plastic fork into his bowl, and turned to look at Shen Anbai: " Baibai, let's order takeout tomorrow."
Shen Anbai was taken aback. "But we don't have any money."
Fu Jinchuan: "I can still afford a meal."
Shen Anbai's eyes lit up. " A-Chuan, do you still have money?"
Fu Jinchuan paused for a moment, his eyes filled with sincerity. "You pay."
Shen Anbai's expression changed drastically. "Why am I still paying?"
Fu Jinchuan softened his tone and said gently, " Baibai, as you know, I'm currently contacting my company's old employees, preparing for a comeback. It requires money from top to bottom, and I've already poured all my money into it..."
Shen Anbai's displeasure vanished instantly. "Really?"
Fu Jinchuan asked affectionately, "Don't you still believe me?"
"I believe you, I believe you." Shen Anbai looked down at the pickled cabbage noodles in his bowl, took a slurp, chewed a couple of times, then looked up and saw the food on the show, and instantly felt a pang of sadness.
" A-Chuan, how much longer?"
Fu Jinchuan's eyes flickered. "Soon."
The next day, Shen Anbai gritted his teeth and ordered a takeout meal worth two hundred yuan for himself and Fu Jinchuan.
The moment Shen Anbai tasted the white rice, she almost burst into tears.
After the two finished their meal, Fu Jinchuan returned to his room and resumed his work.
Shen Anbai had dressed herself up very nicely just a few days ago, wearing a horse-face skirt, but these past two days she's lost all interest in it.
His hopes faded with time, replaced by rage and anger.
Shen Anbai would ask Fu Jinchuan every day when he would be able to make a comeback.
Fu Jinchuan's answer was consistently, "Soon, soon."
Two weeks later, Shen Anbai finally snapped.
The incident started when Fu Jinchuan expressed his dissatisfaction during lunch and asked again if they could order takeout the next day.
"What the hell?" Shen Anbai slammed the fork that came with the instant noodle box onto the table.
Fu Jinchuan's eyes widened.
I don't know why Shen Anbai, who is usually gentle, kind, and understanding, would have this expression.
Shen Anbai gritted his teeth and said, "I'm broke now, not a single penny left. We only have a box of instant noodles left at home. If we finish these, we'll really have to go begging on the streets."
Fu Jinchuan's face darkened. "I don't believe you're broke."
Shen Anbai: "Why would I lie to you? I really have no money left."
Fu Jinchuan: "You were a celebrity before, after all."
Shen Anbai said, "I need money to rent a place, I need money to buy designer clothes and watches, and I need money for skin whitening treatments and facial slimming injections. All of these things cost money, don't they? My family isn't well-off, and all my money goes to myself."
Shen Anbai said vehemently, "Do you think everyone is like you? Born into wealth?"
Fu Jinchuan pursed his lips. "Wait for me a little longer."
"Tell me honestly, when exactly will you succeed?" Shen Anbai crossed his arms, his brows furrowed with impatience.
Fu Jinchuan's face darkened, and he was visibly about to explode in anger.
For some reason, she suddenly paused, then said in a gentler tone, " Baibai, give me another week."
Shen Anbai took a breath. "Okay, I'll wait another week."
The two finished their instant noodles in silence.
They ate at the coffee table in the living room, each sitting at one end of the table, dressed in simple light shirts and trousers, keeping a good distance from each other.
Just a short time ago, they were people Shengsheng saying they loved each other.
We kept our distance, afraid of running into each other.
After finishing his instant noodles, Fu Jinchuan wiped his mouth and went into the bedroom.
Shen Anbai poured the noodle soup into the sink, put the two instant noodle bowls into the scrap heap, tidied everything up, and then went out.
In fact, Shen Anbai concealed some of the money.
He left all the luxury goods he had bought in the past at a friend's house.
To put it nicely, we're friends.
In fact, Shen Anbai still had to pay a portion of the money.
This amount of money is negligible compared to luxury goods.
He is now planning to exchange some of his luxury goods for money.
-
It was late May, and with the college entrance exam approaching, Fu Xingli was so anxious that she broke out in pimples.
Before June, he took a leave of absence from school to spend time with his wife.
Fu Xingli originally wanted to give his wife a surprise, so he secretly went to his wife's neighborhood.
I knocked on the door, and someone opened it quickly.
Fu Xingli struck a pose, wearing a black T-shirt under a white windbreaker-style jacket and jeans, trying to achieve an effortlessly cool look.
When the door was pushed out from the inside, the person had recently dyed pink hair and was holding a green popsicle.
He seemed a little shocked, his eyes wide open, his lips red from the cold.
"Hey, Little Green Hair, what brings you here?"
Fu Xingli's tenderness vanished instantly, and he stood there expressionless. "Why is it you?"
Jiang Nan took a sip of her popsicle. "Aren't you happy because it's me? My good son."
"Get out." Fu Xingli's chest heaved a few times.
Song Zhusheng, who was sitting on the sofa, came over when he heard the noise. He was holding a white popsicle in his hand. When he saw Fu Xingli, his eyes widened. "Why are you here?"
Fu Xingli: "Can't I come?"
Even though Jiang Nan was his sister-in-law, and even though he knew the two were good friends, it was still a little strange to have an Alpha and an Omega in the same room.
Jiang Nan clicked her tongue. " Little Green Hair guy, stop pretending to be a green tea b*tch. I'm leaving now, giving you two some private space."
Jiang Nan was bored today, and since Song Zhusheng happened to be on vacation, the two decided to watch a newly released movie together.
Fortunately, I've finished watching the movie now.
Jiang Nan, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, took the elevator down to the first floor. Just as she stepped out of the building, she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.
But he was a little hesitant to recognize him.
The man was thin, wearing a simple white shirt and sweatpants, with short hair, and carrying four large bags.
Jiang Nan was shocked when the person walked around the corner and their eyes met.
It really was Shen Anbai.
"You... you..."
Jiang Nan didn't know what to say for a long time.
Long time no see, and you've become such a disheveled mess.
Shen Anbai's eyelashes trembled, and her first reaction was to avoid the other person's gaze.
He bit his lip, feeling ashamed, and tried to save face.
" Jiang Nan, fortunes change, don't be too smug."
Jiang Nan laughed, "I've never been proud of myself."
Shen Anbai tightened his jaw. "I forgot to tell you, I'm living with A-Chuan now."
Even now, Shen Anbai still believes that Jiang Nan likes Fu Jinchuan.
Therefore, he felt that Jiang Nan would be very surprised and saddened to hear this news.
Jiang Nan gasped, "Really?"
Shen Anbai raised his chin, reverting to his usual arrogant demeanor. "Of course it's true."
Jiang Nan looked at him with pity. "Then you really do love him."
Shen Anbai said smugly, "Of course, you might abandon A-Chuan for Fu Jingzhou, but I won't. I will always support him, help him, and love him."
"Oh." Jiang Nan nodded, her gaze sweeping over the luxury bag in his hand. "You really do love him; you're even willing to help him pay off his debts."
The smile on Shen Anbai's face vanished instantly.
"What did you say?"
He doubted his ears.
Jiang Nan was also stunned. "You don't know?"
Shen Anbai was stiff, and his lips twitched. "Should I know?"
Jiang Nan was amazed.
"You're really something else when it comes to being love-struck."
Shen Anbai was no longer even sure how he felt, and said stiffly, "Just tell me already."
Jiang Nan glanced at the other person's pale face and honestly said, " Fu Jinchuan has gone bankrupt and is now heavily in debt. If he can't pay it back, he'll probably be in jail."
"... How much does he owe?"
"Astronomical figures."
Shen Anbai almost couldn't catch his breath.
He glanced down at the bag in his hand, recalling how Fu Jinchuan had been using the guise of a comeback to trick him into spending money for the past month, and a certain string in his heart snapped.
Damn it.
Shen Anbai expressionless.
He looked at Jiang Nan, his voice hoarse, "Are you mocking me?"
Jiang Nan paused for a moment, then said, "6."
"Don't bite the hand that feeds you! You don't appreciate kindness... What are you trying to do?!" Jiang Nan's voice suddenly rose after the last part of her sentence, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.
Shen Anbai threw down the bag in his hand and, as if possessed, rushed over and grabbed Jiang Nan's arm.
Shen Anbai is an Omega, so theoretically he shouldn't be able to beat Jiang Nan at all.
However, Jiang Nan was completely unprepared, and with surveillance cameras nearby, he figured Shen Anbai probably wasn't that crazy.
The two shoved each other a few times, and when Shen Anbai pushed her into the pond in the community, Jiang Nan was still regretting the popsicle she was eating halfway through.
The pool wasn't deep. When Jiang Nan was fully submerged, she managed to stand up and found that the water level only reached her chest.
" Shen Anbai, I'm warning you, if you're crazy, go find Fu Jinchuan..."
"Go to hell."
With a hoarse voice and a ferocious expression, Shen Anbai picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it heavily on Jiang Nan's head.
Jiang Nan's eyes widened.
As May approaches, the temperature is already quite high, and the sun shines so brightly that it's practically invisible to the naked eye.
As the blood flowed, Jiang Nan instinctively closed her eyes.
Perhaps it wasn't subconscious, but rather that my eyelids were too heavy.
[WARNING! WARNING!]
[Host life lost! Host life lost!]
[Activate emergency response mechanism!]
An electronic voice rang in my ears.
Jiang Nan heard a sound before she fell into a deep sleep.
What the heck?
It's inexplicable.
-
Five o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Group.
When Fu Jingzhou received Jiang Qingye's call, he had just finished signing the last contract.
He sounded somewhat nonchalant when he answered the phone.
"Hello?"
Jiang Qingye: "What about the little brat?"
Fu Jingzhou said, "He went to his good friend's house to watch a movie."
Jiang Qingye: "What movie do you want to watch?"
Fu Jingzhou raised an eyebrow, twirling the pen between his fingers. "Why are you asking this?"
Jiang Qingye: "I sent him several messages, but he didn't reply. He also didn't answer my calls."
Fu Jingzhou paused, his pen still.
He kept the call connected and opened the pinned chat window.
He sent Jiang Nan a message during his lunch break.
F: [Come home early today, there's a surprise.]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [What a surprise! (⊙_◎)]
F: [We'll find out then.]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [Okay ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [See you this afternoon, wife. (˘❥˘)]
What time did you send him the message?
Jiang Qingye: "One hour ago."
Fu Jingzhou: "He's probably having too much fun. I'll call his best friend."
"Alright, tell that brat to get back to me soon, he's in a hurry."
Fu Jingzhou hummed in agreement and hung up the phone.
Logically speaking, it's quite normal for someone not to reply to a message for half a day.
However, this seems quite strange when applied to someone like Jiang Nan, a tech-savvy internet user who is always online.
He opened his contacts and found a contact he had saved a long time ago.
The phone rang a few times before being answered quickly.
"Hey? Bro, what's up?" he asked in a nonchalant tone.
Fu Jingzhou recognized Fu Xingli's voice. "Where's your sister-in-law?"
"Tch," Fu Xingli said, "That little pink-haired girl left a long time ago."
Fu Jingzhou's expression then changed.
-
After the call was disconnected without a word, Fu Xingli scratched the back of his head. "That was weird."
Song Zhusheng came out of the kitchen with an apple in her hand. "What's wrong? Who called?"
Fu Xingli said, "My brother."
"Your brother?" Song Zhusheng picked up his phone and looked at it, puzzled. "Why did he call me?"
Fu Xingli casually blamed Jiang Nan, saying, " Jiang Kounan is probably out partying again and not coming home."
"Don't talk nonsense, Nannan isn't that kind of person."
Just as Song Zhusheng finished speaking, a message suddenly popped up in the mobile phone owners' group.
Why is there someone soaking in that pond in the neighborhood?
Song Zhusheng's eyelids twitched. He opened the group chat and glanced at the pink-haired person in the photo. The apple in his hand fell straight to the ground.
Fu Xingli: "What...?"
Upon seeing the photo, Fu Xingli swallowed the rest of her words.
It's over.
-
Three days later.
Early in the morning, when Shangguan Feng walked into the ward with the medical record, Jiang Nan was still unconscious, her head already bandaged.
Fu Jingzhou sat silently to the side. He hadn't rested much in the past three days, and when he did manage to fall asleep, he would wake up quickly, his beautiful eyes bloodshot.
Shangguan Feng sighed, "You can't keep going like this. Don't collapse before Jiang Nan even wakes up."
"It won't fall." Fu Jingzhou's voice was low and hoarse.
As the two were talking, the person on the bed suddenly opened their eyes.
He moved his eyes, then looked at the person beside the bed.
He paused for a second when he recognized the person.
"It's you?!"
When the familiar voice rang out in the ward, Fu Jingzhou's heart suddenly raced and pounded violently, and he abruptly turned his head.
Jiang Nan opened her eyes and looked at him with a panicked expression.
Shangguan Feng looked over and remarked, "You woke up quite quickly."
Fu Jingzhou didn't speak. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Nan's hand, about to say something.
The other person suddenly flung his hand away forcefully, her face filled with disgust and contempt, and said, "Don't touch me!"
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(Without saying a word) (picks up the pot lid) (puts it on his head and runs!!!)
Don't worry, in Tao's style, she'll be back in the next chapter (T^T)