Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 413: Fu Shihan, My Name.

Clothing quality is hard to judge at the moment since everyone is dressed in suits and leather shoes at this kind of event, but he looks particularly good in his.

In the strictest sense, he is a man decidedly pleasing to the eye.

Yet despite being a handsome man who would surely be unforgettable to anyone, she had no recollection of him whatsoever.

"Do you know me?" she asked in a suspicious, slow voice, "Have we really met before?"

"Yes, we’ve met."

"Where?"

Shihan Fu thought seriously for a moment and replied with uncertainty, "At home?"

"..."

Damn it, idiot, damned rogue.

Wanxin Su clenched the wine glass in her hand, resisting the impulse to smash it in his face, and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Shihan Fu stopped the flustered person and smiled unconsciously.

"We have really met, but I can’t remember where," he answered her question earnestly. "I’ve just heard many people say that our relationship isn’t very good."

Wanxin Su stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him again. "I think they’re right."

Shihan Fu’s eyes held a trace of a lazy, teasing smile which did not change his inexplicably good mood in the slightest despite her words.

He had seen her in many places he often frequented.

At home, at the company, even in the wallet he carried with him, there were traces of her existence.

The photos taken in various settings always had one protagonist. Yet he could not remember where he had seen this person.

The bustling banquet hall, the thronging crowd, at this moment they all turned into the background.

The fervor in his eyes flashed by and he leaned down slightly, speaking with a very soft voice by her ear.

"Shihan Fu, that’s my name."

The warm breath brushed past her ear, making Wanxin Su’s body shiver as she hastily dodged.

After another glance at him, she hurriedly escaped.

Until Su Yao returned, she was like a refugee, squeezing into wherever the crowds were densest.

Fortunately, after Su Yao finished her business, she took her home. Before leaving, Wanxin Su looked back at the crowd once more.

The man called Shihan Fu, not far away, was surrounded by numerous people, conversing with them with an aloof expression—a typical ruthless and heartless businessman appearance.

His serious demeanor made Wanxin Su wonder if she had just hallucinated?

Driving home, Wanxin Su took a shower and slumped onto the bed. After chatting with Su Yao for a while and turning off the lights, she found she couldn’t sleep.

She tossed and turned for a long time, until Su Yao suddenly drew her into her arms, asking drowsily why she wasn’t sleeping yet.

Su Yao was very sleepy, and after comforting her with a few unclear words, she was silent again.

Wanxin Su laid her head on Su Yao’s arm, smelling her familiar faint scent, and her heart, which had been hanging in midair, slowly settled down.

She wasn’t not sleeping; it was just that every time she closed her eyes, she somehow thought of him.

That man in the black suit who approached her and asked if they had met somewhere. Bending down by her ear, telling her his name.

He said his name was Shihan Fu.

To be honest, Wanxin Su had heard this name. On TV news.

The KL Corporation of the Su Family had launched their first project in Hua Country, and the collaborative partner seemed to be his company.

Hua Country...

Wanxin Su closed her eyes, calming her emotions.

It had been a year since she left there. She wasn’t without the thought of going back, but every time she entertained the idea, she would feel uncomfortable.

Mu Suyu returned to the country half a year ago, and before leaving told her to find her if she ever came back to Hua Country.

Wanxin Su promised, yet she didn’t know when she would be able to fulfill that promise.