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The next day, Lu Tianyang woke up to find himself in the Lu Family Old Residence. Fu Wan Jing, seeing that he was awake, looked pleasantly surprised. "Lu Tianyang, you're finally awake! Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Lu Tianyang sat up in bed, rubbing his temples as the headache from last night’s drinking hit him. "How did you end up here?"
Fu Wan Jing took his hand. "Lu Tianyang, we're preparing to get married. It's not strange for me to be here, right? Do you remember what you said before? You wanted to travel the world for our honeymoon."
"Wan Jing, I was drunk that night. I appreciate you taking care of me, but I'm sorry—I don't want to get married." Even now, after divorcing Ye Ya, he had no intention of marrying her. Some things, once passed, could never return.
"Why? You’ve divorced her; are you still thinking about her? What do I lack compared to her? I was the one who knew you first!" Fu Wan Jing was frustrated, struggling to suppress her anger. What more did he want from her to return to how things used to be?
"It’s not your fault; it’s mine. We can’t go back. I’m sorry." Lu Tianyang's headache intensified. He resolved not to drink so much in the future; if it weren't for last night’s excesses, he wouldn’t have ended up divorced.
Their relationship wasn’t just about Xiao Lin or Fu Wan Jing; perhaps they still hadn’t learned how to love each other.
"Lu Tianyang, why do I still love you so much? I..." Fu Wan Jing suddenly threw herself at him, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist and nuzzling against him.
Lu Tianyang pushed her away with one hand. "Wan Jing, you secretly took photos and sent them to Ye Ya. Did you really think I wouldn’t know? And even though I was drunk, we both know nothing happened between us."
He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to change clothes, ignoring Fu Wan Jing's pale face.
After getting dressed, Lu Tianyang left without even having breakfast. Fu Wan Jing remained in his room—what did it matter if she was here? Even with the support of the Lu Family, it didn’t change anything. Even if they were truly divorced, Lu Tianyang would never hold her in his heart again.
At that moment, Fu Wan Jing lay on the bed and began to cry. Had all her efforts been for nothing? Would she still not get what she desired?
Du Huiru heard the crying and hurried in. "Wan Jing, what happened? Did Lu Tianyang bully you?"
"Auntie, Lu Tianyang said he won’t marry me," Fu Wan Jing said, disregarding all her dignity for him.
"Don’t cry. He just divorced Ye Ya; it’s normal for him to be in a bad mood right now. Don’t worry—if he doesn’t marry you, who else would he want? Rest assured, Auntie and Grandpa will support you," Du Huiru said quickly, trying to comfort her as she saw how heartbroken she was.
Meanwhile, Lu Tianyang returned to the company. Zuo Kai noticed he came back with a dark expression and wondered if mentioning Long Shaoxue would only make him angrier.
He instructed his secretary to buy breakfast and knocked on the door before bringing it in. "President, please eat something first. If Lady knows about this, she will definitely worry."
Lu Tianyang shot him a glare, his face full of impatience. "Is she still worried? Just stop bothering me."
"President, you're drunk. Lady even called to tell me to take good care of you. Do you think she doesn't care?" Zuo Kai cautiously observed Lu Tianyang's expression, and sure enough, mentioning Lady seemed to lighten his mood a bit.
"Zuo Kai, she really called? If you're lying to me, I'll make you regret it," Lu Tianyang warned, tightening his grip.
"Just look for yourself," Zuo Kai said as he pulled out his phone and handed over the call log.
Lu Tianyang took the phone and glanced at it. The icy demeanor on his face softened somewhat. "Alright, I get it."
"President, there's something I want to ask you," Zuo Kai said, feeling that with Lu Tianyang in a better mood, he might be more amenable.
"Oh? What do you want?" Lu Tianyang raised an eyebrow. Zuo Kai usually didn't ask him for things directly.
"I want Long Shaoxue. Can you give her to me?" Zuo Kai straightened up, though he was incredibly nervous inside.
"Zuo Kai, don’t tell me you've fallen for her in just a few days," Lu Tianyang slammed his hand down in frustration.
"President, I just want her. Please help me," Zuo Kai pleaded. "Young Master, why did you agree to divorce Lady? Honestly, I see that Lady and that Xiao Lin are just friends; she hasn't done anything wrong."
"Don't let her know I was here; she'll get angry again. Just take good care of her and the child," Lu Tianyang said helplessly. He always seemed to upset her and had no idea how to make her happy. When she cried and said she couldn't go on anymore, it broke his heart.
"Chen Chen, do you miss Daddy? Daddy misses you too." Lu Tianyang hugged her tightly and planted a big kiss on her cheek, leaving Chen Chen's face covered in saliva. The little one had grown a bit and wanted to grab everything in sight; now she was tugging at his phone and swiping at the screen.
"Chen Chen, do you like playing with phones? Daddy will buy you a few more so you can play with them all you want," Lu Tianyang said with a smile.
Guo Ma frowned at this; it seemed he was spoiling the child.
When Ye Ya returned home and saw Chen Chen with a new phone in hand, she didn't need to ask to know that the man had been there. Although they were divorced, she wouldn't stop him from seeing their child; after all, he was Chen Chen's father.
Noticing that Guo Ma seemed to have something to say, Ye Ya could guess what it was about. She rubbed her shoulders and said, "Guo Ma, I'm hungry. Let's get some food on the table."
“Alright, just a moment, Lady.”
“Guo Ma, please don’t call me Lady anymore. I have nothing to do with Lu Tianyang.” The people in this house hadn’t changed their way of addressing her, and she even suspected that Lu Tianyang was doing it on purpose. Didn’t he agree to the divorce? But she didn’t want to think about it anymore; she was exhausted after a long day.
When Zuo Kai arrived at the villa, he was about to tell Long Shaoxue that she could leave tomorrow, but he found her sitting alone at the table, staring blankly with chopsticks in hand. It was obvious that she hadn’t touched the food on the table, so he instructed someone to bring her a meal.
“What’s going on? Why aren’t you eating?” Zuo Kai sat down, his brow furrowed tightly as he reached out to touch her forehead; her fever had already subsided.
“I can’t eat. I’m not hungry,” Long Shaoxue replied, simply resting her head on the table and looking at him.
Zuo Kai glanced at the food and picked up the chopsticks. “You have to eat. You can’t skip meals.”
“I won’t eat unless you feed me,” she said impulsively, immediately regretting it. What was she thinking? Did she really believe she could still act like she did back in Longmen?
“Then I’ll just eat by myself.” She didn’t dare let Zuo Kai do something like that; she must have lost her mind for a moment.
Zuo Kai pulled her closer and sat her on his lap. “You can’t skip meals. I’ll send you back tomorrow, so don’t worry.”
“Really? I can leave?” Long Shaoxue couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.
“Stop squirming and eat first.” Zuo Kai frowned but patiently began to feed her. Long Shaoxue wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling a bit incredulous; he had been so fierce before.
“You should eat too, Zuo Kai. I’ve noticed you’re getting better and better. How many girlfriends have you had before?” Long Shaoxue couldn’t help but ask; after all, they were practically a couple now, so she had to show some concern.
“Oh, are you jealous? Let me count first.” Zuo Kai pretended to ponder deeply, unable to count them on his fingers. This made Long Shaoxue angry. “Hey, how many have you really had?”
“I’m just kidding; there was only one before. We broke up when I went abroad.” Zuo Kai gently pinched her cheek; she was so easy to tease.
“I’m done eating. I’m full,” she said as her stomach felt like it was about to burst.
Zuo Kai looked at her and didn’t press her further. “Alright then, go take a shower and get some sleep. The people watching over you here have left. Tomorrow morning, I’ve already asked the president for half a day off to take you back.”
"Are you going to stay here tonight? I’ll be scared sleeping alone in such a big house," Long Shaoxue asked, gripping his hand tightly. The empty house felt daunting, and she wasn't sure if she could muster the courage to sleep.
"You decided to keep me here, Long Shaoxue. I'm a man," Zuo Kai said, clearing his throat. Surely she understood what he meant.
"Of course I know you're a man. Are you saying you’re a woman instead?" Long Shaoxue widened her eyes, holding onto his hand firmly. "You wouldn’t really leave me here alone for the night, would you?"
"I'll stay with you, but don’t regret it," Zuo Kai said, playfully pinching her cheek. Her skin was soft and well cared for.
"I won’t regret it. I’m going to take a shower now. Please don’t go; I’ll be scared," Long Shaoxue replied, glancing back at him. Zuo Kai nodded. This stubborn girl was the one who insisted he stay; he hoped she wouldn’t change her mind later.
Zuo Kai followed her into the room, listening to the sound of running water. He felt a bit unsettled but tried to remain calm.
Long Shaoxue was anxious he might leave, so she hurried through her shower and emerged in less than ten minutes.
Zuo Kai waved his hand. "Come here."
Long Shaoxue walked over, puzzled. "What’s wrong?"
"Long Shaoxue, you were the one who said you wanted me to stay with you. You can’t back out now." Zuo Kai glanced at her sleepwear and noticed she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
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