Nanxing was glad that she was sitting down, otherwise she would have fainted.
Before she could digest this sentence, she heard a "Fuck" sound.
It was Luo who exclaimed: "A gold medal screenwriter!"
Bai Jiaojiao: "Why the gold medal?"
Luo: "Didn't you find that the color of the gold medal is very similar to that thing?"
Bai Jiaojiao understood.
Overt praise and hidden derogation.
Luo wasn't praising Fu Yunshen, he was just calling him a piece of shit. However, this man's psychological quality was really strong and he couldn't see any flaws.
If she hadn't known Luo, she would have been deceived.
Bai Jiaojiao looked down, her palms were empty: "Where are my melon seeds?"
Luo stuffed it into his mouth, shook his head, and continued watching the show.
Nan Xing remained silent and didn't even react much. Her calm look was hard for Fu Yunshen to accept.
Little by little he collapsed.
Fu Yunshen couldn't bear it. Even after he said this, Nan Xing remained indifferent. He stood in front of Nan Xing and bent down, putting his hands on her shoulders: "A Xing, I know you don't believe me, but you can't believe the evidence. "
"I have been investigating this matter for these years, not only to make my uncle and aunt feel at ease in heaven, but also for you, Axing. I don't want you to fall into other people's traps. You haven't seen it clearly until now. .”
"The car accident that year was not an accident, it was deliberately framed by someone, making you lose your parents and become an orphan overnight!"
Fu Yunshen became more and more excited as he spoke. At the end of the sentence, he bent his knees and knelt on the ground, looking up at Nan Xing: "Axing, maybe others don't understand, but I know better than anyone how much you miss your uncle and aunt. You are most afraid of being alone. I'm most afraid that you will be the only one left in this world. Ah Xing, do you dare to tell us? Dare you tell us how you got here all these years!"
Nan Xing's eyes turned red little by little. She looked at Fu Yunshen and noticed tears in the corners of his eyes.
He is not Fu Yunshen now, he is more like Nan Chen. He understands her and knows what she is most afraid of.
But……
She couldn't connect the death of her parents with Shen Xingzhi.
There must have been a mistake somewhere. She knew that Fu Yunshen was trying to repay his kindness, so she investigated the truth about her parents' car accident. But it was an accident. No one expected such a thing to happen. But accidents, who can say for sure.
There are too many uncertainties in this world. It’s like everyone doesn’t know who will come first, accident or tomorrow.
Nan Xing raised her hand tremblingly to wipe Fu Yunshen's tears, but he held her hand.
"Axing, I know it's hard for you to accept, but all of this is a scam."
"You can ask Shen Xingzhi. If he were a man, he would admit all this. Ah Xing, if I lie, let me lose everything I have now."
Nan Xing hurriedly covered Fu Yunshen's mouth: "Don't say this, do you know that some oaths cannot be said casually."
She was in a very complicated mood now: "Yun Shen... No, Nanchen, let's not talk about this now, okay? Shen Xingzhi is still in the operating room now. I just want to wait for him to come out. Let's not talk about this anymore. It's my parents' fault." Death, I have..."
"Why do you think it was a coincidence that you met Shen Xingzhi in the year when your uncle and aunt died?"
Fu Yunshen interrupted Nan Xing's words: "Do you think everything is destined? Do you think this is fate? Ah Xing, have you ever thought that everything is arranged and approached deliberately just to let you in?" This trap. Don't be stupid, Axing, there is no love, all the Shen family values is profit, the profit in you."
"Do you know why Diana can't marry Shen Xingzhi? It's because she has no power, no background, and no value at all, so the Shen family doesn't like her."
Nan Xing really didn't want to hear any more. She said, "That's enough! Shut up, okay?"
"The truth is always the harshest, only lies are the best." Fu Yunshen raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face with his fingertips.
"A Xing." Fu Yunshen's voice was very soft, and he said slowly: "I'm sorry."
