Chapter 28: Her Soft Heart 28

Yi Ruan was startled by that bold idea.

In her mind, the system's voice came to mind.

【Warning warning! The heroine escapes, the hero discovers, third step, abandon him, officially begins.】

She was stunned.

【From now on, your life heads toward tragedy.】

Yi Ruan: I won't!

【Fine then.】

Yi Ruan: …

She was very tired, turned off the light, and got into bed to sleep.

The hotel bed was very uncomfortable for her to sleep on.

Meanwhile,

Xuan Garden Fu family

A man stood on the balcony, Ke Zhou handed him a computer, and in the computer's surveillance, Yi Ruan carefully slipped away from his arms; she took nothing from the Fu family, only the black handbag she bought with the card her brother gave her.

Her thin, frail silhouette remained on the footage, gradually moving away.

The next scene shifted to a highway, where she walked like a walking corpse against the wind, swaying as if about to collapse.

She was only seen boarding a bus, and then nothing further was shown.

Ke Zhou retrieved the computer, Fu Qiwei stared into the distance and said coldly, "She will be the next guest of Xi De Li Ya."

His hand trembled; Ke Zhou didn't know what had happened between Director Fu and the madam, but sending the madam to Xi De Li Ya would truly drive her mad.

Xi De Li Ya Island, surrounded by sea on all sides, has a castle that Fu Qiwei has been building for years.

What is there?

The little cottage from Snow White, the big bad wolf from Little Red Riding Hood, the eternal tea party from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, the Swan Lake where the ugly duckling becomes a swan, the crocodile from Peter Pan, Jack's harp, a candy house, Cinderella's lost glass slipper, the thorns protecting Sleeping Beauty, the castle hall gazed upon by the Little Mermaid, the gem guarded by a dwarf monster, an immortal tree growing in the castle, ceaseless waves day and night, and the song of dolphins deep beneath the sea.

Ke Zhou tried to persuade Fu Qiwei, but was frightened back by Fu Qiwei's cold voice, "Ke Zhou, do you like her?"

He dared not speak, only said softly, "Director Fu, the madam will return."

"That would be best."

Escape?

She wants to escape his world?

Impossible, he will never give her that chance.

He loves her; she once said love is something you do.

She won't leave him, Ke Zhou said, she will come back.

Everyone was sent out to look for Yi Ruan, only Yu Ma remained in the villa; she was in the living room, Fu Qiwei beside her, asking her to call Yi Ruan.

She had just fallen asleep when she was woken up by the noise.

Yi Ruan looked at the phone, didn't answer immediately, and hung up instead.

After she calmed her emotions, Yu Ma called again.

She slid her finger and answered.

"Hello, Yu Ma."

"Madam, where have you gone?"

Yu Ma asked with a concerned tone.

Fu Qiwei used the computer's GPS to locate.

"I'm fine, what's the matter?" she said evenly, showing no emotion, yet every word landed on his heart, making him feel distressed.

Yu Ma, like a parent caring for a runaway child, urged urgently, "Madam, please come back quickly; the gentleman can't find you and is very anxious."

Yi Ruan turned on the light, a wave of bitterness rose to her nose, "Yu Ma, I'm not going back."

It was just a bunch of dried flowers; she only wanted to know who left it, why he cared so much, and if he wouldn't even give an explanation, then she…

Heh.

She doesn't fancy him at all.

"Why, madam? This is your and the gentleman's home; there's no need to throw a tantrum over such a trivial matter, lady…" Yu Ma hadn't finished speaking.

Yi Ruan cut her off, "Yu Ma, I'm not quarreling with him over a bouquet; I want to know his attitude. If he thinks the bouquet isn't worth a quarrel, then what is his attitude? He's so harsh to me."

Yu Ma choked, at that moment she too was frightened by the gentleman.

"Yu Ma, every girl fears a sudden change in tone."

She said lightly, "From childhood to now, my brother never spares a harsh word for me; actually, sometimes I feel very aggrieved, especially when he raises his voice, tears will involuntarily flow."

She is also her parents' prized daughter, a golden branch and jade leaf; why should she suffer grievance at Fu Qiwei's hands?

"Madam, you may not understand, the gentleman…"

"Yu Ma, I never said that divorcing him would be fine!" she snapped, why could no one understand her? In that instant, grief and anger surged, long‑suppressed resentment found an outlet, "I tiptoe to love him, but in his eyes a dried bouquet is more important than me!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone,

A dried bouquet more important than her? With him, at this very moment, she is the most important.

Yet she wants to divorce him.

No, she must not leave him!

Fu Qiwei sat on the sofa, head bowed, looking somewhat lost.

Yu Ma looked at the phone, not knowing what to say.

"Yu Ma, you should rest."

His silver short hair, illuminated by the light, appeared so desolate and lonely.

Inside the hotel.

She curled up, burying her head in the quilt, her thin shoulders trembling slightly, and the hotel room's landline suddenly rang.

She picked up the phone receiver, and a gentle voice came through: "Aruan, never tiptoe to love a man, okay? If you can't stand steady, just forget it, and you're also prone to falling."

In the next room, he could hear every word she said clearly; it turned out it wasn't because of the contents of the USB drive, but because of a bouquet of flowers.

Half an hour later.

Gu Yunzhen heard the knocking from the next room, he opened the door and saw Fu Qiwei, dusty and weary.

He held a large bouquet of roses in his arms.

Gu Yunzhen was surprised to see him, but he remained calm.

Yi Ruan did not go to open the door, and Gu Yunzhen slammed the door shut.

He stood outside the door, repeatedly pressing the doorbell.

Finally, he took out his phone and called her.

After a moment, the call connected.

She answered the phone without speaking, only hearing the man's cold, hoarse voice on the other end: "Ruanruan, I'm outside the door."

At that moment, the room's phone rang, and she also picked it up.

"Aruan, don't open the door for him; if you open the door for him, he'll think that whether you're angry or not doesn't matter so much." Gu Yunzhen thought he must have gone crazy, actually going to teach her how to handle a man.

She didn't listen to Gu Yunzhen, and barefoot opened the door for him.

As soon as the door opened, he stood at the doorway, holding a large bouquet of roses, looking forlorn.

He walked in and closed the door.

Fu Qiwei handed the bouquet of roses to her, apologizing like a child: "Ruanruan, I was wrong."

Gu Yunzhen in the next room was exasperated, wishing she would shape up.

How could Aruan be so stupid, even a single bouquet of flowers could calm your anger.

He finally understood: Fu Qiwei had Yi Ruan wrapped around his finger, making it impossible for her to escape.

She refused the flowers, draped in a black coat, sat at the foot of the bed, and looked at him indifferently.

Fu Qiwei saw her eye sockets slightly reddened, those clear pure eyes streaked with red bloodshot, her face looked exhausted.

"Ruanruan, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lost my temper over a bunch of dried flowers with you; that bouquet was… given to me by my first love." He spoke those last words softly, yet it chilled her to the core.

She asked in a trembling voice, "Do you still love her?"

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