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Chapter 458: He used her birthday as the password and displayed her photos at home.
On the phone, his weary voice came through: "There’s a document left at home, help me go over and take pictures of some data and send it to me."
Right now, he’s abroad and truly overwhelmed; he’s actually made such a rookie mistake.
Su Wanxin walked out with the phone to his front door, asking him for the door lock’s password. Her fingers trembled slightly as she input the code after hearing the answer.
The string of numbers he gave was her birthday.
She entered the house and headed straight to the second floor.
Fu Shihan said the study was the first room on the right at the top of the stairs; she pushed the door open and saw what he needed.
It seemed he left in a hurry; documents weren’t closed, the pen cap was not properly placed, just left there on the desk.
Su Wanxin followed his instructions, sent him the content of the documents, and then the call ended with his "thank you."
Not a single word of unnecessary small talk, just a simple request for help, just like that.
It seems like even if someone else lived next door, this would naturally have happened.
Holding the phone, Su Wanxin couldn’t quite describe how she felt. It was a bit empty, and she thought herself overly sentimental, somewhat laughable.
She let out a sigh, closed the documents and put the pen away. Just as she was about to leave, she saw a photo on the bookshelf.
She knew the person in that picture very well because it was herself.
She couldn’t remember when the photo was taken; it just felt like the face was too young, the carefree brilliance of her smile made even herself feel envious.
He actually displayed her photo in his house... Didn’t he say he had forgotten about her? Why keep this thing?
Su Wanxin stood there, staring at the photo for a long time, then turned her head to survey other parts of the study.
It was a very impolite thing to do, having come over as a neighbor to help but not leaving promptly, instead wishing to pry into someone’s private life.
When the thought of "Have a look in the other rooms" popped up in Su Wanxin’s mind, she couldn’t help but scorn herself.
"That’s just too much."
She muttered a critique to herself, clenched her fist, and after a long struggle outside the study, finally did something despicable.
Just a look, nothing more, a few glances and then leave.
She wanted to know if there were any other pictures of her in this house.
Next to the study was the bedroom.
And so, with complex emotions, Su Wanxin stepped out of the study and stood at the master bedroom’s entrance with a blank mind.
The vast room was empty.
Fu Shihan’s bedroom and wardrobe were connected, a space of dozens of square meters, decorated in a cold and clean style, just like the feeling he gave to others – clean, sharp, cold, and distant.
Yet, in such a room, there were many incongruous things.
Su Wanxin stepped heavily into the room, staring at the wall, her breathing becoming more rapid.
She bit her teeth, her eyes reddening, and then tears fell as she blinked, silently, without any warning.
She felt the wall in front of her was the most flawed part of the entire house.
Because the faces in the pictures on the wall, those unapologetic smiles, entirely ruined the décor style here.
So conspicuous, so abrupt, so excessive.
She leaned against the wall, her body sliding down bit by bit, sitting on the floor, hugging herself.
He used her birthday as the password, displayed her photo at his home.
He said he hated her, but also that he liked her.