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Fang Jing Shu took a deep breath, trembling as she replied, "Who are you? Why are you telling me this?"
The other party quickly responded, "I am Huang Guoqiang, a colleague of Li Bo. I just can't stand how Li Bo is a man who eats from one bowl while looking at another. Most importantly, I hope you see the reality and stop being deceived by him. If you want to know more, let's meet in person."
Fang Jing Shu turned off her phone, the screen reflecting her pale face. Her heart felt like it was gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe. Huang Guoqiang, a colleague of Li Bo?
She struggled to recall any memory associated with that name but came up empty. In the photo, Dai Xinyi was crying heart-wrenchingly, while Li Bo's expression seemed a mix of concern and annoyance. This complex emotion only deepened her unease. A substitute? Was she really just a substitute?
She suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the room. Before their marriage, Li Bo's pursuit of her had been fervent, yet it always felt like something was missing. Now that she thought about it, what was missing might have been sincerity.
She once believed that Li Bo just needed time to move on from his previous relationship; eventually, he would see her worth. But now it seemed she had been wrong from the very beginning—terribly wrong.
Li Bo came out after washing the dishes and noticed Fang Jing Shu's anxious demeanor. He asked with concern, "Fang Jing Shu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Fang Jing Shu forced a smile and replied, "I'm fine, just a bit tired." She didn't want Li Bo to notice anything unusual about her—at least not yet. She needed time to process this information and figure out whether what Huang Guoqiang said was true or false.
Li Bo wrapped his arms around her and said gently, "If you're tired, you should rest early." His tone was tender as he softly stroked her hair, as caring as ever.
Fang Jing Shu leaned stiffly against him, feeling the familiar warmth of his body. Yet inside her heart was a tumult of emotions—sourness, sweetness, bitterness, and saltiness all intertwined, making it hard for her to breathe.
She wished desperately that all of this was false—that it was merely Huang Guoqiang's malicious slander. But the image of Li Bo with Dai Xinyi in the photo felt like a thorn deeply embedded in her heart.
That night, when Li Bo tried to be intimate with her, Fang Jing Shu pushed him away. "I'm not feeling well today." She turned her head away, unable to meet his gaze.
Li Bo paused for a moment before asking with concern, "What's wrong? Where do you feel unwell? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"No need; I'm just a bit tired and want to rest early," Fang Jing Shu replied coldly. Her mind was consumed with thoughts of those photos and Huang Guoqiang's words; she had no desire for intimacy with Li Bo.
Li Bo looked at her with a hint of confusion in his eyes but ultimately said nothing more. He gently patted her shoulder and said, "Then you should rest well."
Fang Jing Shu closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her thoughts raced like wild horses that couldn't be reined in. She replayed every moment with Li Bo in her mind—from their meeting and falling in love to their marriage—each image vividly appearing before her eyes. The sweetness they once shared now felt like piercing pain in her heart.
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