Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 120:

Chapter 120: Chapter 120:

Luo Zhen pulled her suitcase away, but Ye Yan stood still for a long time without moving.

It wasn’t until someone pushing a cart came near, shouting "Excuse me, excuse me,"

that Ye Yan snapped out of her daze and hurried off to the side.

Her back pressed against the glass door of the seafood store, inside was a complete mess; several dead fish lay on the floor, emitting a pungent stench.

Luo Zhen’s words didn’t seem false, but she said Fu Xingzhou would kill Ye Jian’an.

Ye Yan didn’t believe it.

But how was she to explain Fu Xingzhou’s abnormal behavior these past few days?

Why was he avoiding her? Was it because he knew that Ye Jian’an was the culprit who had destroyed his family years ago, or because he had really killed Ye Jian’an?

Ye Yan hastily dialed Fu Xingzhou’s number.

The call connected, but it was the bodyguard who answered.

"Ma’am, the sir is in a meeting."

"Let him take the call."

"Ma’am, the sir really can’t step out right now."

"Then you tell him, if he doesn’t listen now, he needn’t bother listening ever again."

The bodyguard must have been using the speakerphone because just when she was about to hang up, Fu Xingzhou’s voice came through, "Yanyan."

Hearing him say her name, Ye Yan’s eyes teared up uncontrollably, "What’s the point of hiding like this? Do you plan on never seeing me again?"

Fu Xingzhou didn’t speak, but Ye Yan heard his breathing crystal clear.

"If you don’t know how to face me, then be straight with me," Ye Yan wiped away her tears, "You ran off to Hong Kong to end it all, have you considered my feelings? Every day I’m overthinking, comforting myself and then doubting again, if this keeps going on, even a good person would be driven crazy."

"I’m sorry," Fu Xingzhou took a deep breath, "It’s my problem, I haven’t figured out how to communicate with you."

"There’s no need to communicate, I already know."

"You know?"

"I just ran into Luo Zhen, she told me everything."

Fu Xingzhou frowned, casting a displeased look at the bodyguard next to him.

Knowing he had been less than effective, the bodyguard quickly bowed his head.

When Luo Zhen threw a fit, she threatened to commit suicide. In the end, the bodyguard had no choice but to let her pack her bags and leave for inland tonight.

Little did they expect she’d run into his wife.

Luo Zhen couldn’t stand to see Fu Xingzhou happy; she would say anything no matter how ugly.

"Is Ye Jian’an alive?" Ye Yan leaned against the glass behind her, her head aching terribly, "What have you done to him?"

"Luo Zhen said that I killed him?"

"Yes, but I don’t believe it."

Fu Xingzhou let out a light sigh, "He is your father, I won’t kill him, but he is also my enemy, and I can’t let him off easy either."

Getting confirmation from Fu Xingzhou, Ye Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t that she was worried about Ye Jian’an’s life or death. She didn’t want him to have blood on his hands, no matter what he had been like before, but now, she didn’t want it.

"I don’t have the right to forgive the mistakes Ye Jian’an made back then."

"It’s not your fault."

"I know it’s asking a lot for you to suddenly face the daughter of your enemy, and I understand how you feel right now," Ye Yan’s voice trembled slightly, "Regardless, Ye Jian’an is my father, and if you grow to hate everyone related to him because of him, I wouldn’t blame you."

Fu Xingzhou quickly retorted, "I won’t hate you, nor will I blame you."

He just needed time to digest everything, to prepare himself mentally.

The shadows of his childhood and the psychological barriers wouldn’t just disappear with a few words.

Hearing his words made Ye Yan feel much better.

She felt guilty for the harm her father had caused the Fu Family and feared that this would cause her and Fu Xingzhou to slowly drift apart.

It was clear that they had only just opened their hearts to one another, promising each other a cheesy "happily ever after."

"Fu Xingzhou, I’ll wait for you in Ao City, wait for you to sort out your feelings," Ye Yan raised her head to prevent her tears from falling, "Whether we continue together or part ways forever, no matter the outcome, I... can accept it."

"Yanyan."

Fu Xingzhou was about to say something when Ye Yan hung up the phone.

She was afraid that if she continued, her inner cowardice would undoubtedly expose itself.

Never before had she been so afraid, afraid that one day she would lose him.

Once eager to owe each other nothing, now she only feared losing what she had.

To love someone is to experience not only joy but also pain.

Fu Xingzhou watched the phone screen slowly darken and couldn’t help but smile. Did this silly girl really think he would give up on her?

She shouldn’t even think about it.

"Second Young Master, the old master wants to see you," a servant knocked and entered.

Fu Xingzhou handed his phone to his bodyguard and went to Fu Wei Jun’s bedroom.

Fu Wei Jun’s room had been transformed into a high-level sickbay, complete with a sterile room for his dialysis treatments.

As a result of multiple dialysis procedures, Fu Wei Jun looked extremely haggard, unable to walk, he spent twenty hours a day in bed.

"How much longer can I hold on?" Fu Wei Jun looked at his son, "Don’t worry about my feelings, tell me the truth."

"As long as we find a kidney donor, you can regain your health," said Fu Xingzhou as he walked over, skillfully massaging Fu Wei Jun to prevent leg cramps from prolonged bed rest.

Fu Wei Jun smiled weakly, "A kidney donor isn’t easy to come by; I fear I may not last that long."

"The doctor said the mindset is very important. There was a patient who, relying solely on an optimistic attitude, managed to miraculously recover."

"My kidneys are sick, not my brain—do you think I’m a three-year-old child?" Fu Wei Jun tugged the corner of his mouth, "Second son, while I still have breath, hurry up and give me a grandson; that would fulfill my last wish in this world."

He looked up at the stark white ceiling, "I can also go see Fu Xingshu. He must be very lonely down there after all these years."

"Big brother has already settled down there; if you go, you would just be in the way. Keep living and don’t you die on me."

"If you really want me well, then get back to Ao City right now."

Fu Xingzhou was puzzled.

"Get back and give me a grandson. With you two living apart, are you planning to conceive through sheer willpower?"

Fu Xingzhou chuckled. The old man still had the energy to blow his top; it seemed he was not yet at death’s door.

"Alright, I’ll go back now."

Fu Wei Jun stopped him, "Ye Yan is a good girl, don’t fail her."

"Of course."

He had already decided on her for his lifetime; no matter what happened, he wouldn’t let her go—holding her tight, bound for a lifetime of entanglement.

~

The driver drove smoothly over the Hong Kong-Macau Bridge.

Outside, fine drizzles of rain began to fall.

Fu Xingzhou leaned back in the rear seat, the car filling with the gentle sounds of music.

These past two days, Ye Yan hadn’t sent a message nor called him.

And he hadn’t reached out to her either.

Was his Dr. Ye anxious and restless at this moment?

And he wickedly savored the pleasure of her mood being affected by him.

The more anxious she was, the more it meant she cared.

But soon, he realized that the one truly tormented was himself.

He so wanted to see her, he couldn’t wait another second.

As the car crossed the bridge, Fu Xingzhou’s phone suddenly rang.

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