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The wedding was not meant to be.
The day we were together was also the celebration banquet for the establishment of the branch office. At that time, he had already moved the company building to the city square and bought me a spacious apartment there. The company had grown from just five people to hundreds. During the banquet, in front of everyone, he put his arm around my shoulders and said, "If it weren't for Xuan Xuan, the company wouldn't have reached its current scale, and I wouldn't be who I am today." His words were exaggerated but held some truth. Those years, whenever he felt like giving up, I was there to support him; even the establishment of the branch office was largely due to my efforts—fundraising, finding partners, and choosing locations.
I knew he had an ex-girlfriend named Du Kaka, who was a year older than me. He and Fu Yi had a campus romance; she was Fu Yi's junior. They were each other's first love and dated for three years. After graduating from university, he left Jiangcheng to develop back home. They broke up amicably.
Interestingly, the initial funds for starting Fu Yi's company were actually meant for Du Kaka's wedding. This was something Fu Yi had shared with me one night when we were both tipsy under the starry sky. He said that if he had married Du Kaka back then, he might be living a nine-to-five life now, his tone tinged with regret yet also candid. So I never paid much attention to her existence. Even when Du Kaka suddenly returned to Jiangcheng over a year ago and quietly followed my Douyin account, I didn't mention it to Fu Yi. I thought Fu Yi and I were both moving forward together; after all, that love was so long ago. As adults, who remembers such things? Now it seems I've been slapped in the face by reality. I believe in seeing is believing. On the phone, I didn't fully lay everything out with Fu Yi.
After hanging up, I sent him our wedding photos. Fu Yi replied, "My Xuan Xuan is truly beautiful." I accepted his compliment and booked the earliest flight to H City where Fu Yi was on a business trip. After landing and scrolling through Douyin again, I saw Du Kaka's post about visiting a trendy restaurant. Coincidentally, it was a couple's restaurant where Fu Yi and I had gone when we first started dating. When I arrived by taxi, I witnessed Fu Yi presenting a bouquet of red roses prepared by the restaurant to Du Kaka. They were seated at the window table. Without needing to get out of the car, I could see Du Kaka in a white dress and Fu Yi in casual white attire. Anyone not blind could tell they were dressed as a couple. Fu Yi had once mentioned how much he disliked couple outfits; they seemed too childish to him. It appears now that it wasn't about childishness at all; it was simply because I wasn't the person he wanted to share that childishness with.
I got out of the car and stood by a crooked tree at the roadside to call Fu Yi. He glanced at his phone but ultimately hung up on me, replying that he was "in a meeting."
In that moment, my emotions were indescribable—anger, sadness, even despair—as I struggled to look up at the sky and held back tears that threatened to fall. It took me some time to calm down my feelings before snapping photos of Fu Yi and Du Kaka dining together and sending them to him.
We hadn't registered our marriage yet due to issues with the branch office; we hadn't even held an official wedding ceremony. Now it seemed like a blessing that I had been so busy with work. About three minutes later, Fu Yi finally checked his phone because during those three minutes, Du Kaka had insisted on taking pictures together; they changed poses eight times within that span—360 degrees of playful poses without missing an angle. Only after reading my message did Fu Yi panic and peek out the window at me. When he saw me, he rushed out of the restaurant with an accusatory tone:
"Xuan Xuan, why didn't you say you were coming?"
"Do I need your approval on where I go? What a joke! Am I interrupting your little reunion?" With that, I took off the engagement ring he had given me and threw it at his face before turning away. At that moment, my heart felt like it was being torn apart; how I wished everything from these past few years was just a dream. Just then, a taxi passed by; I waved it down and got in.
Back home, I sent Fu Yi a message: "Let's break up. You can rekindle your romance with your first love; I won't stand in your way—wishing you both happiness!"
However, Fu Yi replied instantly: "Xuan Xuan, you've misunderstood! It was just a moment of confusion; we only had dinner together and took some photos! I know I've made a mistake and won't do this again. Just wait for me; I'll come back tomorrow and explain everything."
The next day, before I even finished work, Fu Yi found me with countless apologies and insisted on talking things over with me. But by then, my trust had faded; all that remained in my eyes was uncertainty about our future.
"What are we talking about? How can we talk about it? Are you suggesting that on our wedding day, you hold my hand with your left and hold Du Kaka's hand with your right, and the three of us live together?"
I was determined to break up. I knew that Fu Yi didn't want to end things; he was just calculating my share. After the breakup, he would have to give me 50% of his shares, and I could only imagine how much that would hurt him. I avoided seeing him, ignored his calls, and even blocked him, yet he still sent me messages every now and then, just never mentioning the breakup.
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