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Enough! Fang Jing Shu suddenly stood up, nearly dropping her coffee cup on the floor. "I can't believe it! Bo is not that kind of person!"
"Miss Fang, you are too naive!" Huang Guoqiang also stood up, his tone agitated. "Look at these photos. Don't they prove everything? He never forgot Dai Xinyi; he is still thinking about her! He deceived you and toyed with your feelings!"
Fang Jing Shu slumped back into her chair, tears silently streaming down her face. She didn't want to believe it, but she had to face the cruel reality. Was she really just a substitute? A ridiculous backup?
"Miss Fang," Huang Guoqiang's voice softened. "I know you're hurting right now, but you need to pull yourself together. You deserve better and shouldn't waste your time and emotions on someone who doesn't love you." He reached out and gently patted her shoulder. "I have always been here for you. If you need help, you can come to me anytime."
Fang Jing Shu didn't respond; she merely nodded silently. Her mind was a mess, and she needed time to think things through.
Meanwhile, Li Bo was restless. Yesterday, Fang Jing Shu's unusual behavior made him uneasy, and today he took a day off, planning to go home and spend time with her, to comfort her. But when he inserted the key into the lock, turned it, and pushed the door open, he found the house empty—there was no sign of Fang Jing Shu.
A tightness gripped his heart as an ominous premonition surged within him. He immediately called Fang Jing Shu's phone, but it went unanswered. A mix of betrayal, anger, and panic intertwined within him like an invisible hand tightening around his throat.
He rushed out of the house, aimlessly wandering around the neighborhood like a headless fly.
Li Bo wandered without direction, his mind a tangled mess as various suspicions flooded in like a tide. Could it be that Fang Jing Shu went back to her parents' home?
Before he knew it, he found himself at a nearby coffee shop. Through the glass window, he witnessed a scene that made his blood boil: Huang Guoqiang—the rival he had fought against and who had been dismissed from the company—had his hand resting on Fang Jing Shu's shoulder! Fang Jing Shu had her head down and seemed to be crying while Huang Guoqiang comforted her with a gentle expression.
In that moment, Li Bo felt the world spin around him.
A surge of fury shot straight to his head; Li Bo felt as if his lungs were about to explode. He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, wishing he could rush in and grab Huang Guoqiang by the collar and punch him hard.
But just as he took his first step forward, he abruptly stopped. A sour taste rose in his throat, dousing his raging anger like a bucket of cold water.
He recalled how just days ago he had secretly met with Dai Xinyi under false pretenses. He had told Fang Jing Shu that he was going to work when in reality he had gone to Dai Xinyi's place. The humiliation and pain from that moment were still vividly etched in his mind.
Now seeing Fang Jing Shu with Huang Guoqiang filled him with the same sense of betrayal and anger. But the irony was that he himself was betraying Fang Jing Shu too. What goes around comes around; who could escape the judgment of heaven? What right did he have to question Fang Jing Shu?
He leaned against the wall dejectedly and closed his eyes in agony. What had he done? He had buried his own happiness with his own hands and pushed the woman he loved deeply into someone else's embrace.
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