She didn't dare to look at him either.
It's a complicated feeling to be in a heated dispute one moment and to be sitting at the negotiation table the next.
Having sex was not what she expected.
Although she liked Fu Jingchuan's body, she never thought about having a relationship with Fu Jingchuan again.
But when Fu Jingchuan kissed her, it was true that she could not resist the temptation.
As long as Fu Jingchuan treats her with a little beauty or a little gentleness, she will be helpless.
Although he knew it was a fact, when it was confirmed again, Shiyang still felt complicated, a little depressed, and even a little self-abandoned.
Fu Jingchuan saw the self-abandonment in her expression.
"Do you regret it?" he asked, his voice calm.
Shiyang shook his head slightly: "No."
"It's just that it's a little hard to face."
she whispered.
There is no room for regret about what has happened. She also enjoyed the process. There is no such thing as a loss, it is simply self-dislike for being unable to control herself.
"You agree with me, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Fu Jingchuan said, "And it's not the first time."
"..." Shi Yang put his hand on his forehead and turned his head silently, "Can we... please stop discussing this topic?"
She really didn't want to talk to him about this issue in a negotiation table-like situation.
The whole model works very well, but the content is very...
"good."
Fu Jingchuan nodded, slowly crossed his hands on the table, and then looked at her.
He looked at her with her head lowered and faceless, and stopped talking again.
Ever since he heard her say when he got off work that she hoped he could meet a girl who was suitable for him and wished him a smooth blind date, he had been holding back a fire in his heart.
This anger went all the way from her indifference in the elevator to her indifference when she saw him again at the entrance of the park, and then all the way to the restaurant where she saw him with other women and she was still indifferent. It fermented and swelled in her chest until she was indifferent. Saying goodbye to him and leaving, this fire finally opened up all the reason.
He ignored her wishes and the astonishment of passers-by, and brought her back without hesitation. His reason was burned away along the way, and all he could think about was tearing away all her calmness and indifference, but under such an almost crazy thought, When I saw her tears, I felt unspeakably distressed and complicated.
The anger he had been holding back all the way was suppressed by her tears, and the corner of his heart was racing wildly.
"Shiyang." He was silent for a while and finally spoke, "Do you really not care at all?"
Shiyang was stunned for a moment, and then realized what he was talking about.
She pursed her lips slightly, then looked at him: "I thought this would be the best result."
"We each get married, each has a new person, each has his own family, and we have nothing to do with each other from now on. In your opinion, is this the best outcome?"
He looked at her and asked, extra calm.
"Without thoughts, there will be no entanglement." Shiyang said softly, raising her eyes to look at him, "Don't you think so too?"
"I don't deny that I have had such thoughts." Fu Jingchuan also looked at her calmly, "Even for a long time, I have been trying to get rid of your influence on me. For me, the last thing I need is emotion. fetters, so I kept suppressing all emotions with reason.
"I never force anyone. If you want a divorce, I will grant it to you. Anyway, it's just a matter of returning to a person's life. Just get used to it.
"If you don't want to get involved with me, then I'll let you go. It's not like I haven't let go."
Shiyang also looked at him quietly, listening to him calmly and candidly describe the reasons behind why he turned around every time. Although he already knew it, when he actually heard what he said, his heart still felt as if something was holding him. There was a dull pinching pain.
It's one thing to know your own embarrassment, but it's another thing to see your own embarrassment from others.
She didn't want to continue listening, and she didn't want to face the unhappiness of her two-year marriage so nakedly.
She interrupted him calmly: "I know."
There was even a slight smile on her lips. She was not angry or sad, she just accepted it calmly.
She turned her head and looked outside the balcony: "It's getting late, I want to go back first."
After saying that, she nodded apologetically, pushed away the chair and stood up.
The palms that were still on the table were suddenly pressed down.
Fu Jingchuan's palm crossed the dining table and pressed tightly on the back of her hand.
He didn't get up, but looked at her calmly and steadily: "No, you don't know."
