"I know that love is not about first come, first served, so even if I appear in front of you first, I can't stop you from seeing only Fu Huaian."
In the past, when he saw Wen Yiru's tears, Fu Huaizhi had already reached out to wipe away her tears and asked her what was wrong.
But at this moment, Fu Huaizhi didn't seem to feel hurt at all even though he knew what was wrong with her.
He just pinched her chin and said sternly: "Fu Huai'an doesn't love you, you know that, right? He told me that he only regards you as his sister. I've told you the same thing, right? What's more, this marriage is his.
Once you open your mouth, the two families will settle down."
"Wen Yiru, if you don't like me, don't agree to the engagement in the first place. Do you think that by agreeing to the engagement, Fu Huaian's conscience will be discovered?"
"If I had known you were a piece of stone, I would have been... all these years..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Huaizhi suddenly stopped talking and let go of his hand as if he had made a mistake.
At noon, the sun is blazing.
But the trees in the forest are layer upon layer, blocking most of the scorching heat, leaving only the coolness.
Fu Huaizhi stared at his shrunken shadow at his feet, as if he saw the self he had been unable to love over the years.
He looks like a poor guy waiting for others to give him love.
Fu Huaizhi curled his lips, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.
"Fu..."
"Broken off the engagement, right?"
Just as Wen Yiru spoke, Fu Huaizhi also spoke, "Okay. I will agree when you climb to the top of the mountain. Let me see clearly how far you can go for Fu Huaian."
After saying that, Fu Huaizhi changed his gentleness from the previous two days, turned around and strode forward.
Wen Yiru was stunned.
That year, she fell in love with Fu Huaian at first sight by the fountain in front of the Venice Concert Hall.
She boldly stepped forward to confess her love, but he refused politely: Miss, you are very beautiful, but I am sorry that I am not your knight!
Later, she met Fu Huaizhi.
Two brothers from the same mother, one is a gentleman and the other is a ruffian.
Of course she loves that gentle gentleman.
It was because of her impure thoughts that she wanted to get close to her brother through Fu Huaizhi, who was more talkative, so during that time, the two of them ate together in Paris and traveled together.
It was as if he had guessed who she was here for, and when she curiously probed him, he knew everything.
So, I knew which wine Fu Huai'an liked, what kind of perfume he liked, as well as which hotel he was staying in and what his room number was.
In a foreign country, there are no paparazzi, only romantic encounters.
And for the sake of love, a girl who is already hot and bold will be as desperate as a moth to a flame.
That night, she sprinkled Fu Huaian's favorite perfume, brought Fu Huaian's favorite wine, and knocked on Fu Huaian's door.
Fu Huaian opened the door, but had no intention of letting her in.
He just said "Sorry" and turned her away.
Having been praised by others since childhood, this was the first time that Wen Yiru discovered that her charm was worthless.
Turning around, she knocked on Fu Huaizhi's door.
It was her fault, she admitted it, it was just a night of indulgence.
Now that she is an adult, she can pay for her frivolity.
But when she opened her eyes in the morning and Fu Huaizhi confessed that he loved her, Wen Yiru was shocked.
Flee in despair.
She escaped for two years, and Fu Huaizhi chased her for two years.
But just now, he said: OK, climb to the top of the mountain, and I will do what you want.
But then she thought about him saying that he appeared in front of her first, and the sentence "those years" that he stopped at the right time.
Wen Yiru's heart skipped a beat inexplicably.
I always feel that there are many important things that she has ignored.
Looking up again, the man left only a black dot.
Thinking that this time he had really left her behind, Wen Yiru panicked and strode after her.