Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 450: I Won’t Give It Back! The Ring Is Mine!

"Just like you, find someone to have a meal with, chat, get to know each other a little, and if you don’t dislike them too much, just settle and be together?"

Fu Shihan gave a bitter smile.

"I don’t know if you can do it, but I can’t."

Su Wanxin lowered her eyelids, avoiding his gaze.

"You’re right, I don’t remember you anymore, and I’ve forgotten completely, including why and how I forgot."

Su Wanxin: "Then stop thinking about it, just forget it, pretend we’ve never met."

"I’ve tried, and it doesn’t work."

He had tried, tried to remember her, tried to forget her, to no avail.

He stood up straight, walked over to her, and lifted the necklace out from her clothes.

Su Wanxin defensively covered it, stepped back, and watched him warily.

"Who gave you the necklace, do you remember?" Fu Shihan asked softly, noting her hesitation, then gave the answer: "If I’m not wrong, it was me."

"And how do you know it was you?"

"Don’t play dumb with me; you can clearly see what’s engraved inside the ring. You’ve suspected it too, just didn’t want to believe it, considering the rumors about us out there are quite a lot."

Stories like a male senior and his junior starting a business together, and then internal strife after the company grew.

Or stories of being spurned and walking away in a fit of anger, unable to handle losing.

These are the tales the dog-shit media never tires of writing.

"If you hate me so much, why are you still wearing this? Wouldn’t it be easier to just throw it away?"

Fu Shihan asked, each word heavy, as Su Wanxin’s breathing deepened, and she put the necklace back inside her clothes, not liking others seeing it.

"It’s my thing, how I deal with it is my business."

"Then give it back to me." Fu Shihan suddenly changed his tone, causing Su Wanxin’s heart to skip a beat. "The ring, give it back to me."

She slowly looked up at him, her face full of disbelief.

"If you don’t want it anymore, then it should return to its owner."

The parking lot was empty; it was just the two of them.

A cold wind blew gently, Su Wanxin looked up at the sky, then lifted her hand to remove the necklace.

He was right; she had seen what was engraved inside the ring and guessed it might be from him.

Even though she didn’t know where the thing came from for a whole year, she never wanted to take it off.

She felt it was important; she couldn’t take it off.

It seemed like she once promised someone that she would never take it off.

Her fingers found the clasp of the necklace, and her movements stopped. Then, she heard her own resentful voice rise.

"I won’t return it! It’s mine!"

She stepped back again, as if Fu Shihan would come and snatch her treasure.

"Once you gave it to me, it was mine. There’s no reason to take it back!"

She was on the verge of crying, her eyes red.

"People can be discarded, but not the ring?" Fu Shihan laughed disdainfully, his voice lazy: "I also gave myself to you, didn’t you toss me away just as easily?"

"How do you know it wasn’t you who dumped me?" Su Wanxin’s voice trembled as she retorted: "What right do you have to accuse me?!"

"Don’t cry."

Fu Shihan saw her tears, his breath hitched, and his chest painfully tightened.

"I’m not crying! Is it wrong that the wind made me squint my eyes?!" Su Wanxin denied while rubbing her eyes. "Stop your hypocritical act of stealing my things, bastard!"

"..."

Fu Shihan felt his tongue press against his cheek as she cursed at him, thinking he was really doomed to die by her hand.

With anyone else, he would’ve taught them a lesson.

But her curse, what was he thinking?

He actually thought he really was a bastard, for making her cry.