Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 556: You Don’t Believe Me?

Su Wanxin might have slept for just over half an hour before waking up uncomfortably, with a dry and sore throat.

She moved her body and then froze, realizing she was lying in someone’s arms.

Fu Shihan saw she was awake and stopped her from getting up to leave. "It’s four o’clock, don’t go back."

He kissed the top of her head and coaxed her softly, "I won’t bother you, go back to sleep."

Su Wanxin: "..."

Fu Shihan glanced down and managed to see it; he wanted to tease her, to ask why her ears were red, but it took a lot of effort to hold back.

"Still hungry?" Fu Shihan diverted his thoughts to ask her, seeing her hesitatingly nod, he let out a light chuckle.

Su Wanxin felt a bit embarrassed by his laughter, but she was indeed hungry, so she lowered her head, not looking at him. After he let her go and left the room, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her clothes, and then messily fixed her hair, waiting for him to return.

Light and bland tremella and bird’s nest porridge, Su Wanxin did not expect to find such a thing in his house.

She looked up at the person in front of her serving the porridge with a face full of disbelief: "You made this?"

"If you asked me at a different time, I would definitely say yes. Unfortunately..."

It was too late, and the ingredients were not ready; it would be too fake if he nodded and admitted it.

"Before I went to pick you up tonight, I had the housekeeper prepare it and bring it over, thinking you might not eat anything on the plane."

As he spoke, he sat by the bed’s side, ready to feed her, which frightened Su Wanxin into quickly grabbing the bowl and spoon, resisting and saying, "I’m hungry, but not to the point of being disabled. So... I’ll do it myself."

Unaccustomed to being treated so well, Su Wanxin turned her back to him, sipping the porridge in small mouthfuls. Her stomach began to feel better, and her nerves also relaxed quite a bit.

She filled her stomach and placed the bowl on the bedside cabinet. Then she turned to look at Fu Shihan who had been watching over her and asked with a slightly furrowed brow, "Is there something you want to say?"

"About the hotel thing."

Both of their expressions were serious and earnest, Fu Shihan saw the cold look on her face and helplessly gave a wry smile: "Still angry?"

"Why shouldn’t I be?" Su Wanxin retorted: "If the roles were reversed, if I were photographed entering a room with another man, you would probably... explode with anger."

These past few days, Su Wanxin had been harboring anger inside her. If not for her anger, she would not have chosen to go to Hong Kong.

Fu Shihan knew he was at fault, and what she said was true; if the person captured was her this time, he couldn’t be sure what he might do.

"You don’t trust me?" Fu Shihan frowned.

"If I didn’t trust you, what would you intend to do?"

"I’ve already obtained the surveillance footage from the hotel; as soon as we find out who gave her the room card, the truth will be out. She only stayed in my room for three minutes, Su Yao has also seen the video; I showed it to her as soon as I could."

Fu Shihan told her about the current progress of the situation, Su Wanxin listened seriously and smiled: "It’s rare for Su Yao to be willing to help you with this matter."

"She doesn’t want to help me; it’s just that the person causing mischief is Zhang Xinjie, who also happens to be her enemy."

Fu Shihan was clear-headed about this matter and was not naïve enough to think that just because Su Yao was on the same side as him, it meant she approved of his relationship with Su Wanxin.

"Wanwan, I really didn’t do anything."

Su Wanxin listened to his repeated assurances and fell silent for a while. "I never said I didn’t trust you."

This matter, one thing at a time. She was indeed angry, but not with him, rather with Zhang Xinjie.