Entangled with My Ex's Uncle -
Chapter 531 Fu Rongyin, Don’t Push Your Luck
Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Fu Rongyin, Don’t Push Your Luck
Chi Yue wasn’t afraid of her.
The things she said weren’t without basis.
When Nan Bingyu was with Xi Yihang, she had asked him about abandoning a child, and she had also consulted a lawyer afterward, so she was certain when she spoke these words.
Seeing Fan Xuesong so angry that she couldn’t speak, Chi Yue coldly closed the office door.
Turning around, she saw Fu Rongyin standing at the entrance of the lounge, wearing a bathrobe.
She didn’t know how long he had been standing there or what he had heard, but his eyes held emotions she couldn’t understand.
Chi Yue walked up to him with her usual expression, "You’re wearing this in the office?"
"There are no clothes here."
Chi Yue: "...You wait here."
She grabbed her bag and went out, only to see Nan Yuan still standing outside the door, which made things awkward for a moment.
Nan Yuan didn’t think it was a big deal, "Can we go now?"
Chi Yue nodded and then shook her head, "I might need to go to the mall first."
Her home was far from here, and there was no one to bring clothes from there, so she had to go to the mall first.
Nan Yuan smiled, half-seriously, "I thought you might not be able to handle the situation today and was planning to help you, but it turns out I wasn’t needed at all."
"No, having you as my backup gave me the courage to say those words."
Nan Yuan’s smile grew broader, "They left unwillingly. Having suffered a loss here, they might try to find a way to recover elsewhere."
Chi Yue: "It’s okay, I’ll wait for them to come."
Chi Yue went to a nearby mall, bought some clothes, and returned, only to find Fu Rongyin in his bathrobe, sitting and working on documents.
Seeing her arrive, he looked behind her, "Is there another person?"
"No one else." She handed him the clothes, "Put these on."
Fu Rongyin didn’t move, "You know, I only wear tailored clothes."
Chi Yue felt her breath stuck in her chest, neither ascending nor descending. She gripped the bag tightly, as if scoffing, "Do you expect me to go home, get your clothes, and bring them here? Fu Rongyin, don’t push your luck."
Fu Rongyin’s gaze lightly swept over the trash bin in front of him, "You should have anticipated this outcome when you threw my clothes into the trash bin."
Chi Yue stared at the clothes in the trash bin for a while, then looked up at him, "Are you saying that I should pick them up, wash them, and then you’ll wear them? Fu Rongyin, I don’t accept things that other women have touched. Either I let you go, or the clothes go."
Fu Rongyin raised his eyebrows, "You weren’t this jealous before."
Chi Yue immediately replied, "Back then, you weren’t mine, but now, you are. Fu Rongyin, you know, I’ve never liked others touching what belongs to me."
With that said, both of their faces sunk significantly.
During their school days, they seldom had conflicts while being together. Sometimes, they would have minor temper tantrums, usually due to feeling neglected.
However, on the day of the car accident, Chi Yue insisted on breaking up with him because she saw Fu Rongyin embracing another girl.
Just like Chi Yue had said, she never liked others touching her belongings.
At that time, Fu Rongyin and she were madly in love with each other. She had committed to him and solidified their relationship, so she had naturally regarded him as her own.
The incident had struck Chi Yue hard, and no matter how Fu Rongyin explained, she insisted on breaking up.
On that day, the car that was hit after the accident belonged to Gu Qingyu, who was summoned by Fu Rongyin to explain to Chi Yue.
Regardless of whether Gu Qingyu was willing to explain, even if she did, given Chi Yue’s temperament at the time, she might not have forgiven Fu Rongyin.
He was the boy she loved, hence he should not have been embracing another girl of the same age, especially not at school.
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