Ruoyi took a shower and returned to her room on the second floor. It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Fu Xiyu still hadn't come back.
In the end, Roy fell asleep in disappointment.
When Fu Xiyu woke up, he was in the private room of the club. He had been partying for nearly the whole night last night, and he was smelling of alcohol. He still remembered having sex with Qiangwei several times.
But when he woke up, he was alone on the large bed, and there was no sign of Qiangwei.
Fu Xiyu leaned on the bed thoughtfully. Fu Xiyu had always been the only one to dump women. Unexpectedly, he was actually dumped by Qiangwei today?
Frowning, he stood up and put on his own clothes. Looking at the wrinkled suit and the shirt that smelled of alcohol, Fu Xiyu's originally frowned eyebrows became even tighter.
Finally, I decided to go home and take a shower and change clothes before going to the company.
I drank too much last night and my head still hurts slightly.
I walked out of the club, walked towards the parking lot, started my car, and drove directly towards Fu's house.
———————————————————————————— Ruoyi quickly got up and washed up. He slept too late last night and was worried about Fu Xiyu.
She didn't sleep well at all! Look at the faint dark circles under her eyes.
He quickly changed his clothes, opened the curtains of his floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly saw Fu Xiyu's car driving slowly outside the villa.
A smile appeared on the corners of his lips unconsciously, and he closed the curtains.
When I ran out of the room and headed for the stairs, I slowed down my pace, suppressed the smile on my lips, and walked down.
Ruoyi walked down the stairs, and Fu Xiyu was walking in. He raised his eyes and saw Ruoyi.
A faint smile on the stern face: "Are you up?"
Ruoyi pretended not to care and responded: "Well, yes..."
Fu Xiyu walked up the stairs, and when he passed by Ruoyi, Ruoyi could clearly smell the alcohol emanating from Fu Xiyu's body, frowned, and turned around to look.
He was stunned for a moment, and his hands tightly grasped the handrail of the stairs.
Fu Xiyu didn't notice anything strange about Ruoyi, so he ran upstairs, took a shower and changed clothes.
Ruoyi froze on the stairs for a long time before coming back to her senses and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.
What more could she ask for?
After all, Fu Xiyu is Fu Xiyu, the romantic young master of the Fu family.
She was expecting Fu Xiyu just now, what a joke.
Ruoyi walked down the stairs and sat at the dining table. What flashed through her mind repeatedly was the hickey under Fu Xiyu's neck.
Those are so obvious and so deep.
Last night, Fu Xiyu must have had a night of carnival with some woman.
What's funny is that she actually thought Fu Xiyu was working and waited for him until midnight.
Ruoyi's lips paused slightly, after all, he was just Fu Xiyu. No matter how nice or gentle he was to her, he was still Fu Xiyu.
Ruoyi curled her lips and ate her food with peace of mind, no longer having any expectations.
After Fu Xiyu changed, took a shower, changed clothes and went downstairs, Ruoyi didn't even look up.
He said hello, but she ignored him.
Although Fu Xiyu was dissatisfied, he had no time to trouble Ruoyi anymore. He had an important meeting for the managers of various companies in the morning, so he hurried out the door.
Ruoyi lowered her eyes and drank the milk gently, but her eye circles were red.
As soon as Fu Xiyu left, Fu Xichen and Ye Xiaoran walked into the living room with smiles.
Ruoyi raised his eyes and looked at the two people.
When Fu Xichen saw Ruoyi's face and reddish eyes, he narrowed his eyes and gently patted Ye Xiaoran's hand. "You go up first."
Ye Xiaoran took a deep look at Fu Xichen, nodded, and smiled gently at Ruoyi. Although she was a little reluctant, she finally walked upstairs first.
Fu Xichen pursed his thin lips, walked to the dining table, and sat across from Roy.
"What's wrong with you?" Fu Xichen asked Ruoyi softly.
Ruoyi drank milk in a low voice: "I didn't do anything." His attitude was indifferent, as if nothing really happened.
Seeing her reddish eyes still looking like that, Fu Xichen felt angry and shouted in a low voice, "Do you look like you're nothing?"
Hearing his low roar, Ruoyi was already in a bad mood and couldn't help but sneer.
He retorted: "Second Young Master Fu, actually, even if something happens to me, it's none of your business. What you should be concerned about is taking good care of your fiancée, not worrying about what happens to me here."
Hearing Ruoyi's sneer, Fu Xichen was suddenly stunned, his eyes dark and unclear.
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ruoyi felt a little regretful. It was not Xichen's business, so how could she get angry at Fu Xichen.
However, now that the words had been spoken, Roy had no intention of taking them back. She looked away gently and ate her breakfast.
Fu Xichen sat opposite Ruoyi, slightly pursed his lips, and after a long time, he gently stood up.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips: "You're right, it's none of my business!" He said it lightly, turned around, and walked upstairs.
Ruoyi held the spoon in her hand tightly, with hatred in her eyes. What happened to her? Why did she get angry at Xichen.
I am really getting worse and worse!
Irritably, I threw down the spoon in my hand and faced the breakfast, not wanting to take another bite. I stood up and walked out with my bag in hand.
The driver was already waiting. When he saw Ruoyi coming out, he hurriedly opened the door for Ruoyi.
"Old Wang, I don't know why I don't want to take the car today. I want to take a walk. You, go and rest." Ruoyi refused, carrying her bag and walking outside.
Lao Wang didn't know what to do, so he could only nod: "Yes, young lady."
She was irritated because of the hickey on Fu Xiyu's neck and because of her current state.
I couldn't figure out what happened to her.
In the past, I was very indifferent, accepted the one million indifferently, married Fu Xiyu indifferently, and lived a life under the same roof with Fu Xiyu indifferently.
At that time, when Fu Xiyu brought the woman home, she was not so agitated.
This kind of self is also strange to Royce.
Ruoyi didn't go directly to the class. She carried her bag and took the No. 11 bus all the way. She walked until she was tired, then she hailed a taxi and headed towards the cemetery in G City.
She wanted to see her father.
An hour later, Roy got out of the taxi and slowly walked into the cemetery.
This cemetery is in the suburbs, with fresh air and unique scenery.
Holding her bag tightly and buying a bouquet of flowers, Royce slowly walked in and walked slowly to his father's grave. Looking at the photo with a kind smile and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, Royce's