He didn't know what happened to Ruoyi, so he asked her, but Ruoyi also smiled and blocked her back. He didn't know what happened.
The entire journey was silent, with only the sound of autumn rain hitting the car windows.
Just when the car was about to return to the villa and the lights of the villa were vaguely visible, Ruoyi said softly: "Fu Xiyu, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer truthfully!"
Fu Xiyu was stunned for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his handsome face: "You said, I will be truthful..." Before he could finish his words, Ruoyi spoke first.
"The child Qiangwei is carrying..."
"Squeak!!!" Fu Xiyu suddenly stepped on the brakes and turned his head instantly to look at Roy.
Taking a deep breath, he continued: "Is the child Qiangwei is carrying yours?"
Roy tilted her head and spoke in a calm voice without any change.
Ruoyi just tilted her head, making Fu Xiyu's expression unclear.
Fu Xiyu wanted to pull Ruoyi over and see her face clearly.
But Ruoyi just leaned against the car window quietly, with an air of repulsion that made Fu Xiyu dare not touch her.
For a long time, no one spoke. Fu Xiyu was panicked. He had never been panicked before. He held the steering wheel tightly and couldn't say a word.
The car parked there quietly, the only sound was the rain hitting the windows.
After an unknown amount of time, Ruoyi gently sat up straight, turned her head, smiled slightly, and said to Xiyu, "Let's go home..."
Fu Xiyu took a deep look at Ruoyi, but could not detect any emotion in her eyes.
She was so quiet and smiling, which was beyond Fu Xiyu's expectation and frightened him even more.
However, looking at Roy's look, he still couldn't say a word. He didn't know whether to defend, deny, or...
I could only listen to Roy's words, start the car gently, and head towards the villa not far away.
Ruoyi sat upright and looked into the distance, her heart sinking little by little.
Fu Xiyu's behavior was acquiescence. He acquiesced that the child was his.
There was a smile on Zoe's lips, but tears were streaming from her eyes, and she felt like the ring on her finger was burning her.
He made a woman pregnant with his child, and now he gave her a ring.
She no longer wanted to know how the child was conceived, who was willing or unwilling.
The result is what matters, the child, that child.
She... what to do with her child... She didn't want to say it. She felt that Fu Xiyu must not let Fu Xiyu know about her child, absolutely not!
Fu Xiyu, why do you always disappoint people, why do you hurt people so much every time!!
I am so disappointed in you, so disappointed that I don’t even visit you anymore!
I clenched my fingers so tightly that the ring hurt, and it was so painful.
Ruoyi had been quiet all the time, her eyes not moving randomly, Fu Xiyu was panicking and feeling uncomfortable, she would rather Ruoyi yelled, yelled, and had a cold war with him, than stay quiet like this all the time.
Finally, the car stopped at the door of the villa, and Roy wanted to open the door and walk out.
Fu Xiyu was a little panicked, and hurried down as if to please, opened the umbrella, and sheltered Ruoyi under the umbrella, and the two of them walked towards the villa.
Finally walking in, the warm breath greeted me, and Uncle Quan walked out.
"Master and mistress, you are back!" Uncle Quan smiled and looked at Fu Xiyu and Ruoyi.
Ruoyi smiled and nodded, took off her furs, and walked upstairs without even looking at Fu Xiyu from beginning to end.
Fu Xiyu stood behind her, wanting to hold her arm and talk to Ruoyi.
However, her quiet and indifferent look was the strongest fortress. Fu Xiyu had no choice but to watch Ruoyi quietly walk upstairs.
"What's going on? Something happened?" Uncle Quan asked with concern after noticing the strangeness between the two.
Fu Xiyu glanced upstairs despondently, feeling frustrated like never before, and walked to the stage, poured himself a glass of strong wine, sat on the stage, and drank in a depressed tone.
Seeing Fu Xiyu like this, Uncle Quan stopped asking, sighed softly, turned around and left.
Ruoyi went upstairs quietly, opened the door, and changed out of her dress, always looking so casual.
Even I can't believe that I can be so calm.
Finally, after changing into pajamas, Zoë climbed onto the bed, leaned against the bedside, looked at the ring on her ring finger, and felt ironic.
I wanted to take it off, but found that I couldn't take it back. This ring was tailor-made and it couldn't be taken off unless it was twisted.
Looking at the ring, Zoë finally gave up on getting it off and clenched her hand tightly.
She now admitted that she cared about Fu Xiyu, really cared, that's why she felt so uncomfortable.
However, she is also cowardly. A cowardly person does not dare to face it or go to see Fu Xiyu.
I don't even want to question or argue.
Roy turned off the light and sat quietly on the bedside.
Fu Xiyu, how do you want me to face you in the future... I don't know how to face you.
When you let me look at you, how can I not think of that child? How can I not think that I also have your child, the child that I have no way of knowing why you got that woman pregnant.
Now, I don’t even want to see you, I don’t want to quarrel with you, I don’t want to make trouble with you, and I don’t even want to force a smile.
Ruoyi didn't shed tears, and a rose-like face appeared in her eyes, the maternal radiance between her brows, the way she faced her directly and stated her purpose bluntly.
And Fu Xiyu looked like he was waiting for me at the banquet with a slight smile.
Flashed alternately in Roy's mind.
Tonight was supposed to be her day, but instead, she became a supporting role.
Pursing her lips, a thought came to her mind and gradually became firmer!
Fu Xiyu downstairs drank a lot of strong alcohol before he stood up, clenched the hands hanging by his sides, with dark eyes, stood up and walked upstairs.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Fu Xiyu looked at Ruoyi's door, hesitating slightly, feeling a touch of fear and cowardice in his heart.
No one has ever made him so timid, and the word timid is not used to describe the president of the Fu Group.
But now, just separated by a door, he felt cowardly in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, he walked forward and knocked on the door gently with his hand.
"Who? I'm resting." In the room, Roy's slightly tired voice came faintly, neither sad nor happy.
"Chen Ruoyi, it's me!" Fu Xiyu swallowed and said calmly.
"What's the matter with you?" Ruoyi's voice was soft and light.
Ruoyi had never dealt with Xiyu so calmly before. She either had a cold voice or a low growl, but such gentleness made Fu Xiyu even more flustered.