Marital problems spiral out of control

The reporters didn't dare to act rashly and quietly stepped aside.

Fu Shishen didn't linger. He quickly walked to the mala tang stall, bought his mala tang, and then turned back to his car.

The reporter watched the whole thing.

Wen Hua could see everything clearly from inside the car.

She lowered her eyes, genuinely unable to discern Fu Shishen's thoughts and ideas for a moment.

However, on the surface, Wen Hua remained calm.

It wasn't until Fu Shishen got into the car that this happened.

Instead of handing the spicy hot pot to Wen Hua, he opened the small table inside the car.

The spicy hot pot was then placed on the small table.

"You want me to eat here?" Wen Hua raised an eyebrow.

Fu Shishen was a germaphobe and disliked anything with a strong or unpleasant taste.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible in a confined space like a car.

Even milk, Fu Shishen wouldn't allow it.

now--

"Don't want to eat?" Fu Shishen said expressionlessly.

Wen Hua smiled and said, "Eat."

Fu Shishen didn't say anything.

Then he saw Wen Hua take out her phone and take a picture, and Fu Shishen frowned slightly.

"What are you doing?" Fu Shishen asked.

"I'll post it on Weibo," Wen Hua said without hiding it.

Wen Hua has a Weibo account, but it's just a personal account. She never posts anything; it's just for easy browsing.

The purpose of posting on Weibo out of the blue is already obvious.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Hua actually sent one.

Wen Hua: [The mala tang tastes good.]

No further words.

The photo was accompanied by a picture of mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot).

But Wen Hua knew that Jiang Ruan would definitely see it.

She had been disgusted by Jiang Ruan for years, so why would she miss the opportunity to disgust Jiang Ruan when she had the chance?

Wen Hua didn't care about Fu Shishen's thoughts.

However, Wen Hua did not expect that less than a short while after she posted the Weibo,

She gained one more follower on Weibo.

She clicked on it instinctively.

Then Wen Hua fell silent.

Because this person is Fu Shishen.

Wen Hua looked at Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen put away his phone without changing his expression: "I didn't mean to disgust her, I was just doing her a favor."

For the first time, Wen Hua was speechless after being confronted by Fu Shishen.

She simply kept quiet and focused on eating her spicy hot pot.

Fu Shishen didn't say anything.

Wen Hua finished eating just as the car pulled up at the Fu family's house.

Fu Shishen naturally put away the hot pot box.

He took out a wet wipe and gently wiped the soup from the corner of Wen Hua's mouth.

Then he continued wiping the small table as if nothing had happened.

The bodyguard had already opened the car door.

Fu Shishen got out of the car.

He handed the lunchbox to the bodyguard and then patiently waited for Wen Hua to get out of the car.

Wen Hua remained calm and composed throughout the entire process, and got out of the car without making a sound.

But she still didn't speak to Fu Shishen.

The two walked into the villa.

……

Inside the car at that time.

Jiang Ruan could see Fu Shishen's every move clearly.

She was crying.

However, they still did not make Bo Zhirong stop the car.

Bo Zhirong glanced at Jiang Ruan out of the corner of his eye until his car drove past Fu Shishen's car.

Just then, Fu Shishen finished buying the spicy hot pot.

Throughout the entire process, Fu Shishen's gaze never fell on Bo Zhirong's car.

He simply and calmly returned to his car.

Bo Zhirong then asked Jiang Ruan, "Why didn't you just tell Shi directly?"

"I don't want to embarrass Shi Shen in public. After all, my leaving was indeed my fault," Jiang Ruan said, her voice choked with emotion.

However, he still rationally attributed all the problems to himself.

Instead of pushing the blame onto Fu Shishen.

It is precisely because of this soft and tender nature of Jiang Ruan that one feels sorry for her.

"If you had spoken directly to Shi Shen, things wouldn't have escalated to this point today." Bo Zhirong felt a headache coming on.

Jiang Ruan didn't say anything.

Bo Zhirong did not force him.

In matters of the heart, outsiders should not interfere.

"Zhi Rong, take me home, I'm a little tired," Jiang Ruan said quietly.

She leaned back in her chair, looking utterly exhausted.

Bo Zhirong hummed in agreement.

Only then did he drive towards Jiang Ruan's apartment.

When Jiang Ruan returned to her apartment, her pent-up frustration finally erupted.

All pretense was removed, and everything in the apartment that could be smashed was smashed.

The assistant stood by, barely daring to breathe.

Only when Jiang Ruan was exhausted from all the fuss did the servants come forward and quickly tidy up.

Such a major upheaval caused her already unstable situation to spiral out of control.

She started bleeding from her lower body.

The light-colored clothes were instantly stained red.

"Miss Jiang! I'll call the doctor right away." The assistant looked at Jiang Ruan in a panic.

Jiang Ruan, on the contrary, remained very calm.

Because she knew that she would lose the child sooner or later.

Even so, she was determined to drag Wen Hua down with her.

She never considered Wen Hua a threat before.

Jiang Ruan now fully feels the threat posed by Wen Hua.

A hint of ruthlessness shone in her eyes, which she didn't even bother to conceal.

When the doctor arrived, he frowned as he looked at Jiang Ruan's condition, clearly not approving of her diagnosis.

"Ms. Jiang, your child needs immediate attention," the doctor advised Jiang Ruan. "The child's condition is very serious."

Jiang Ruan calmly looked at the doctor: "How much longer can this child hold on?"

"Three days," the doctor replied. "At most three days, or even sooner. The baby's heartbeat is already very weak. If you don't do something, it will be dangerous for you as well."

Jiang Ruan didn't say anything.

The doctor didn't say much.

Soon, the doctor left, and the apartment became quiet again.

Before you know it, it's 7 p.m.

It was completely dark in Jiangzhou. Jiang Ruan looked at the sky outside, then turned and walked out of the apartment.

"Miss Jiang..." the assistant called out nervously to Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan turned to her assistant and said, "Don't follow, no one should follow."

The assistants disagreed, but they dared not disobey Jiang Ruan's orders.

In this situation, the assistant was forced to remain in the apartment.

Jiang Ruan walked to the door, then suddenly turned around: "Don't you dare tell him either."

The assistant's thought of calling Fu Shishen came to an abrupt halt.

In the end, she stood there passively, watching Jiang Ruan leave.

Jiang Ruan went downstairs, drove directly to Fu Shishen's villa.

It rained in Jiangzhou on the way to the villa.

The light, drizzling rain, carrying a chill, seemed endless.

Jiang Ruan remained expressionless throughout.

The car was moving very fast, which attracted the attention of many reporters who followed Jiang Ruan all the way.

When Jiang Ruan arrived, the rain in Jiangzhou had already begun to intensify.

Inside the villa.

Wen Hua had just finished eating spicy hot pot not long ago, so she wasn't hungry.

She ate some of the food the nutritionist had prepared, just to be polite.

After dinner, she watched variety shows on the sofa.

Fu Shishen returned to his study to handle work matters, and Wen Hua did not inquire about them.

Suddenly, Su Zhiyi called Wen Hua.

She calmly answered the call, and Su Zhiyi's voice came through immediately.

"Fu Shishen has taken notice of you?" Su Zhiyi asked Wen Hua.

Before she could even speak, Su Zhiyi had already continued.

"Your Weibo followers have surpassed six figures. It's all because Fu Shishen follows you. It even attracted Jiang Ruan's fans." Su Zhiyi succinctly got to the heart of the matter.