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He turned and left, leaving Fang Jing Shu and Dai Xinyi standing on the ground. Fang Jing Shu looked at Dai Xinyi, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She didn’t know what to say or do.
Dai Xinyi also looked at Fang Jing Shu, her gaze carrying a hint of apology mixed with provocation. "Fang Jing Shu," Dai Xinyi began, "I know I’ve wronged you, but—"
"There’s no ‘but,’" Fang Jing Shu interrupted her. "It’s all in the past. I’m very happy now."
Dai Xinyi let out a bitter laugh. "Is that so? Are you really happy?"
Fang Jing Shu didn’t answer; she simply clenched her fists tightly. "You know?" Dai Xinyi continued, "Wen Bo has always loved me."
Dai Xinyi's provocation had no effect; Fang Jing Shu didn’t even raise an eyebrow. Her tone was as calm as if discussing the weather: "You and him are a thing of the past. I am now his legitimate wife. So stop living in the past and look forward."
Dai Xinyi was taken aback, clearly not expecting Fang Jing Shu to be so composed. She had thought Fang Jing Shu would be hysterical, crying and questioning her, or tearing into her like a shrew, but she didn’t. Fang Jing Shu's calmness only made her more infuriated, like hitting a fist against cotton—powerless and frustrating.
"You!" Dai Xinyi bit her lip, her face alternating between red and white. "What are you pretending for? Do you think this will make you win? Wen Bo will come back to me sooner or later!"
Fang Jing Shu chuckled lightly, a hint of mockery in her voice. "Is that so? I’ll wait and see." She turned to look at the painting titled Lost, her tone meaningful. "This painting captures your state perfectly. Lost—perhaps you should think about what you really want."
Dai Xinyi felt stung by Fang Jing Shu's words. She suddenly raised her head to retort but found herself at a loss for words. Looking at Fang Jing Shu's confident smile, she felt like a clown—ridiculous and laughable.
At that moment, Li Wenbo returned. Seeing Dai Xinyi and Fang Jing Shu standing together, his expression changed slightly.
"What are you two—"
"Nothing," Fang Jing Shu said, linking her arm with Li Wenbo’s and smiling brightly. "I was just catching up with Miss Dai."
Watching their intimate interaction felt like needles piercing Dai Xinyi’s heart. She knew she had completely lost. Turning away, she left with a lonely and desolate back.
Li Wenbo watched Dai Xinyi leave, his heart filled with mixed emotions. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t moved; after all, he had once loved deeply. But he knew better—what was in the past was in the past. Now standing beside him was Fang Jing Shu, a woman who had given him warmth and strength during his most difficult times.
"What did she say to you just now?" Li Wenbo asked Fang Jing Shu, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Fang Jing Shu smiled sweetly and replied casually, "What else could she say? Just some things from the past. But I think she seems a bit pitiful now."
Li Wenbo frowned slightly. "Pitiful? What does she have to be pitiful about? She chose to be with Zhang Tianming; if she regrets it now, it’s no one’s fault."
"That may be true," Fang Jing Shu said lightly as she gently patted Li Wenbo’s hand. "But women tend to get carried away by their emotions." She smiled again and added, "Let’s not think about it too much; let’s go check out Feng Zichun's other works."
Li Wenbo nodded, temporarily putting aside thoughts of Dai Xinyi.
In the following days, Li Wenbo and Fang Jing Shu were immersed in the sweetness of their newlywed life. When not working, Li Wenbo would accompany Fang Jing Shu to go shopping and watch movies, and their feelings for each other grew stronger. Fang Jing Shu gradually adapted to her new identity as Mrs. Li, taking charge of the household and managing everything in an orderly manner.
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