Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 744: As long as she stays far away, he couldn’t be better.

The car slowly headed towards the Fu Mansion, and Fu Shihan sensed something was off, frowning, "Where are we going?"

"Back to the mansion, didn’t the old man ask you to come back?"

"I’m not dead yet, are we going there for my funeral?"

Lin Rui: "..."

Lin Rui swallowed his saliva, not daring to utter a word.

Fu Shihan instructed him to detour back to their usual residence, and Lin Rui hastily complied, definitely not wanting to be his punching bag.

Fu Shihan had hit his head last night, and while it wasn’t very serious, it wasn’t nothing either.

His head was still a bit painful, coupled with the unhappiness stirred by Su Wanxin, so he didn’t go to the office today. He went home, took a bath, and lying comfortably in bed, caught up on some sleep.

Finally, the long day was over. At seven o’clock in the evening, Fu Shihan was sitting in the living room, listening to the sounds outside. When he heard a car slowly stopping, his gaze sank, and he walked over to the window to look.

Sure enough, it was Su Wanxin returning.

Su Wanxin saw his car parked there as she drove over, glanced at it with the corner of her eye without pausing, and entered her own home.

This action thoroughly infuriated Fu Shihan. He put on his jacket, went next door, and impatiently pressed the doorbell a few times, then confronted Su Wanxin face to face as she opened the door.

Su Wanxin saw him, her eyes flickered briefly.

"What were you up to today?" Fu Shihan looked at her with displeasure and asked.

"Busy at the office, what’s the matter?" Su Wanxin replied indifferently, as if it were the most normal thing.

Fu Shihan’s breathing became heavy. Watching her unflustered expression, he asked again, "Didn’t you know, my plane had a problem last night?"

"Oh, Lu Ci called me and told me."

Fu Shihan: "..."

Fu Shihan scoffed with a complex expression, "You knew I had an accident, but you didn’t think of calling me or visiting me in the hospital?"

"I’m not a doctor, what use is there going there." Su Wanxin confidently said, "Besides, you seem fine to me."

Fu Shihan was so angered he was lost for words, when suddenly, a man’s unfamiliar voice came from inside the house.

"Baby, who are you talking to? Come and eat!"

A flash of anger crossed Fu Shihan’s eyes, and he instinctively tried to push past Su Wanxin into the house. Su Wanxin stopped him, meeting his sharp gaze, frowning, "Fu Shihan, are you sick? What are you trying to do?"

"Who’s inside?"

"My dad! My brother!"

She shoved him out forcefully, then slammed the door shut, also turning off the doorbell.

She stood in place for a while before turning around and entering the house. In the dining room, everyone was waiting for her. Su Wanxin walked over and took a seat, hearing Su Yao ask, "Did Fu Shihan come looking for you?"

"Yes."

"Is he alright?"

"He’s fine." Su Wanxin picked up her chopsticks, smiling, "What could happen, he’s perfectly fine."

The farther she stays away from him, the better he would be.

Su Wanxin changed the topic, no longer discussing Fu Shihan. The family had a harmonious dinner, and afterward, Qi Ran frowned, walked up to Su Wanxin, and touched her forehead, which was burning hot.

"You child, why didn’t you say you had a fever?!"

"Just take some medicine and sleep, it will be alright," said Su Wanxin with an uncomfortable smile, "It’s not a serious illness, I won’t die."

Qi Ran lightly slapped her shoulder, and Su Wanxin shrank her neck, hurried back to her room to rest.

After a while, Su Yao came knocking on the door with water and medicine.