Lu Wan Ying naturally denied lying, "I didn't, everything I said is the truth!"
Fu Jing Shu let out a cold laugh, took out his phone, and made a call to Lin Mo. He glanced coldly at Lu Wan Ying and said only one sentence.
"Send the documents over."
"Yes."
After hanging up, Fu Jing Shu's expression was stern, and he no longer looked at Lu Wan Ying.
A bad premonition welled up within her. "What documents?"
Fu Jing Shu ignored her completely, deeming even a glance a waste of time.
She could only look at Shen Qing Qing.
Shen Qing Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Lu Wan Ying, this is considered the last chance we're giving you. You'd better tell the truth, or it won't be pretty for you when you're exposed later."
"I haven't done anything, what do you want me to say?"
Her tone was firm, but her eyes flickered.
Shen Qing Qing shook her head. Some people truly wouldn't shed a tear until they saw the coffin. She stopped bothering with Lu Wan Ying. Whether she spoke or not was her own choice.
The truth would be revealed soon anyway.
The waiting period always felt long. Lu Wan Ying meticulously replayed the events of the past, certain she had left no evidence. How could they possibly suspect her?
She was utterly perplexed.
Soon, Lin Mo arrived, holding a yellow document bag.
Before Fu Jing Shu opened the documents, Shen Qing Qing placed a hand on hers, looked at Lu Wan Ying, and asked one last time, "Are you sure you won't tell the truth?"
Lu Wan Ying gritted her teeth. "I don't know what to say."
Very well.
Shen Qing Qing released her hand, signaling Fu Jing Shu to open the documents.
He cast a mocking glance at Lu Wan Ying. "The opportunity you were given, she will never know how to cherish it."
As the document bag was torn open and the files inside revealed, Lu Wan Ying's heart skipped a beat. Her intuition screamed that what lay within would be her undoing.
When the files were thrown in front of her, she almost dared not look.
Yet, there they were, laid out before her, and she couldn't avoid seeing the words on them.
Chen Zhi Feng had never had a child!
It was like a bolt from the blue.
Lu Wan Ying stumbled, leaning against the bed frame for support to avoid collapsing. Fu Jing Shu had truly found out!
"Do you have anything else to say?" Shen Qing Qing asked her with a hint of sarcasm. "This isn't Chen Zhi Feng's child at all, so how could there be an affair?"
Lu Wan Ying's lips moved. "He... he..."
She stammered for a long time, but nothing coherent came out. At this moment, her mind was a chaotic mess, and she didn't know what to say or how to explain.
It was all over.
She finally realized that further denial was useless, as no one would believe her anymore. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she lunged towards Fu Jing Shu, grabbing his sleeve.
"Jing Shu, believe me, I really didn't mean to. I just wanted to come back to you..."
Fu Jing Shu looked at her coldly, then slowly, irrefutably, pulled his sleeve free. He smoothed out the creases she had made, then casually put an arm around Shen Qing Qing's waist, declaring his possession and belonging.
"Please stay away from me. My wife will be unhappy."
Lu Wan Ying felt struck by lightning, staggering back a step. "Jing Shu..."
He had truly fallen in love with her.
Lin Mo, witnessing the affectionate display between Master Fu and his lady, worried that Lu Wan Ying might lose control. He quickly stepped forward to separate them, his voice still gentle.
"Miss Lu, Master Fu doesn't intend to pursue what you've done, but now, please leave."
Lu Wan Ying looked past him at Shen Qing Qing and Fu Jing Shu.
The two exchanged glances, their postures intimate, as if no one else existed. They had created their own world, one that others couldn't penetrate.
The thread of sanity in her mind snapped completely.
"No!"
She suddenly screamed wildly, startling Lin Mo, who quickly looked at her. "Miss Lu, calm down, don't be rash."
He remembered that this Miss Lu suffered from manic depression. If she had an episode and attacked him, would he retaliate?
If he did, would Master Fu allow it?
Lost in thought, he glanced at Fu Jing Shu and felt his hair stand on end for a split second – a harbinger of danger. Without thinking, he dodged to the side.
Lu Wan Ying fell to the ground, her sharp fingernails snapping on the porcelain tiles.
Pain made her eyes red.
But at this moment, her mind was consumed by frenzy and madness. She scrambled up and lunged, claws extended, towards Shen Qing Qing, who was half-embraced by Fu Jing Shu.
Fu Jing Shu sidestepped, his cold eyes glancing at Lin Mo.
The highly professional Lin Mo immediately stepped forward, subdued Lu Wan Ying, and pinned her to the ground, urging, "Miss Lu, please don't be impulsive. If you hurt someone, you'll have to pay the price!"
Lu Wan Ying, unable to move on the ground: "..."
Why don't you let go of me!
Lin Mo dared not loosen his grip, fearing he'd be scratched all over his face. It wasn't until a psychologist and nurses arrived with professional equipment and administered a sedative that the struggling woman's body gradually relaxed.
He released her and realized he was drenched in sweat.
"Crazy women are really difficult to handle!"
Lu Wan Ying was taken away.
The ward finally fell silent. Lin Mo looked at Fu Jing Shu, his face filled with lingering fear. "Master Fu, it's fortunate I was here for such a dangerous situation. Otherwise, you might have been injured."
So, should he get a raise?
Fu Jing Shu shot him a cold glance. "Three seconds. Disappear."
Lin Mo's lips twitched, but he dared not argue further, terrified that Master Fu might throw him into the sea in anger. He left, glancing back repeatedly.
Shen Qing Qing and Fu Jing Shu looked at Nuo Nuo on the bed.
She seemed terrified, clutching her blanket, not daring to move. Upon closer inspection, one could see her small body trembling beneath the covers.
"You..."
Just as Shen Qing Qing was about to speak, she saw the girl flinch, as if afraid.
She was just a child, after all. Although Shen Qing Qing didn't like her, she wouldn't target her. So, she looked at Fu Jing Shu and, lowering her voice, offered a suggestion.
"We can't leave her here alone. Hire a caregiver."
"Alright."
Fu Jing Shu also had complex feelings about this child of unknown origin. And she was a girl; he had no intention of taking care of her himself.
He asked Lin Mo to arrange for a caregiver. When the caregiver arrived, she was a middle-aged woman, around forty, dressed simply but with a constant smile, appearing very kind and patient with children.
Shen Qing Qing felt relieved and handed the child over to her.
On their way back, Fu Jing Shu spoke of past events. "Actually, Lu Wan Ying and I never dated."
Shen Qing Qing looked at him in surprise.
"Never dated?"
"Mm."
Fu Jing Shu wasn't born with a潔癖 (cleanliness obsession); it was because, in his youth, he had witnessed Fang Ru consorting with other men.
From that day on, he loathed the entanglement between men and women.
And precisely because of his status, every woman who entered his life, no matter how they presented themselves or how pure their motives seemed, had an undeniable greed and desire in their eyes.
Slowly, he began to detest women touching him.
Lu Wan Ying was the sole exception.
Because they had grown up together, she was the only woman who had never shown any improper intentions towards him. Therefore, when rumors of them dating began to circulate, Lu Wan Ying did not object, and neither did he.
After all, he didn't like anyone, and it made no difference who he was with, as long as it wasn't someone he detested.
Until he discovered that Chen Zhi Feng liked Lu Wan Ying.