Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 603: An Ashtray Full of Cigarette Butts

"Young Master Lu, when the Fu Family acknowledges their mistakes and truly treats my sister well, then come talk to me about these matters. My sister’s life is valuable, and it’s not up to the Fu Family to mess her around."

Otherwise, even if you had a million good qualities, I wouldn’t agree.

After Su Yao finished her cold words, Lu Ci took a drink and didn’t retort. After all, he only knew so much about the Fu Family’s affairs.

Su Wanxin isn’t his family member, and even if they had a good relationship in the past, his feelings for her definitely aren’t as deep as those of Su Yao’s family.

Therefore, he couldn’t empathize with the pain in the hearts of the Su Family like he couldn’t do everything for Wanxin like Fu Shihan would.

He merely followed Su Yao’s words, thinking about if he had a daughter in the future experiencing those things, what his reaction would be.

Then he found himself even more at a loss for words, because he felt he might do something even more extreme.

The two were at the dinner for over an hour, and Lu Ci drove Su Yao home.

As the car entered the gates of the Su Mansion and pulled up in front of the villa, Su Yao unfastened her seat belt, thanked him, and was about to open the door to leave, but he grabbed her wrist.

She frowned and looked back at him displeased. She heard him say, "If Wanwan’s relationship with the Fu Family improves, do you think there might still be a chance for us?"

Su Yao was stunned for a moment, shook her head: "I don’t know, we’ll see when the time comes."

"Then, before that time comes, shall we start by being friends? No talk of romance, just getting to know each other."

Su Yao: "..."

Su Yao: "I’ll think about it."

"Okay," Lu Ci let go quickly: "Good night."

Su Yao went into the house, while Lu Ci turned the car around to leave, but not before taking a photo to provoke Fu Shihan a bit.

He took a photo of the Su Mansion, and even without saying anything, based on Fu Shihan’s intelligence, he would guess the place.

Su Yao went upstairs to remove her makeup and change clothes; lying on the bed playing with her phone, she suddenly remembered something work-related and hurriedly got up to go to the study.

It was after midnight, and she thought the study would definitely be empty. However, when she pushed the door open, she saw Su Wanxin sitting on the floor in her nightgown, barefooted.

She was sitting by floor-to-ceiling windows, not knowing how long she had been there. There was an ashtray next to her, already filled with numerous cigarette butts.

Su Yao’s hand on the door handle trembled slightly, she closed the door, walked into the room, and squatted beside her, asking: "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing special, just can’t sleep and came here to work, then got a nicotine craving." Su Wanxin looked at her: "Was it Lu Ci who brought you back just now?"

The light in the car was on, from this angle in the study, she could clearly see the people in the driver and passenger seats.

Hearing this, Su Yao immediately panicked: "It’s not what you think! Don’t misunderstand!"

"What should I be thinking?" Su Wanxin smiled slyly: "What did I misunderstand?"

Su Yao: "..."

"Yaoyao," Su Wanxin raised her hand to tug at her clothes, "don’t miss out on your own affairs because of me. If you feel it’s right, just try, don’t think too much."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I’m not talking nonsense. Lu Ci is pursuing you, right?"

"That’s just because of Fu Shihan, he’s just messing around."

"I don’t think so. People who know what they’re doing, know which issues can be made light of, and which cannot. They definitely can tell the difference."