Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 75: All Deep Love Is a Secret (3)

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: All Deep Love Is a Secret (3)

A few minutes later, a trace of self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

He rolled down the car window, didn’t even look, not a blink, and with a "bang!" he threw the gift along with the box out with a swift motion!

He returned from a business trip this morning, and happened to hear from a friend at the police station.

That Qiao Mo seemed to have a missing relative and had been searching for days.

He felt uneasy, so he headed straight to the police station as soon as he got off the plane.

Unexpectedly... it turned out to be nothing but his own wishful thinking!

Fu Nancheng lowered his eyes again, his expression calm.

Only the two hands at his sides were clenched into fists, the blue veins standing out prominently.

The driver in the front secretly glanced at him through the rearview mirror but dared not make a sound.

What was wrong with Mr. Fu?

Clearly, when he came back, he was holding the gift so carefully, unwilling to let go.

But now he just threw it away without any hesitation!

It wasn’t until ten minutes after the car drove off that he suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Stop the car!"

"Hmm, ah?" The driver reacted for a moment, then stomped on the brake, stopping the car by the roadside.

"Get out!" Fu Nancheng got out of the car, opened the driver’s side door, and looked at the driver coldly.

The driver didn’t dare to ask more, got out and stood by the roadside, "Fu... Fu... Mr..."

Before he could finish a sentence, the black car had already sped away, leaving only a beautiful tail spin.

Fu Nancheng stepped hard on the gas pedal, his eyes red as he drove back to where he had thrown the items, and got out to rush into the middle of the road.

Vehicles flowed incessantly all around, yet it was still easy to spot the scattered building blocks in the middle of the road.

Lying there all alone, it was particularly heart-wrenching.

Fu Nancheng felt a pang in his heart, quickly stepped forward, his eyes reddened, fingers trembling as he began to pick up the building blocks piece by piece.

Only, there were quite a few vehicles passing by that had run over the pieces repeatedly, and many were deformed, with several boards even broken.

But he seemed not to see this, gingerly picking up every fragment, not even leaving behind the broken bulbs.

A few minutes later, he returned to the car with a pile of remnants, eyes moist, yet looking at the fragments in his hands, he showed a satisfied smile, like an abandoned child.

At this moment, Qiao Mo had no mind to eat, wanting to call Fu Nancheng but realizing she didn’t have his number at all, so she immediately took a cab back to Nanshan Villa.

But to her disappointment, Fu Nancheng hadn’t been back at all.

Qiao Mo sat by the window waiting for him for a long time.

Time and again, she stared at the clock on the wall, hoping time would pass faster, and after nightfall, he would come back sooner.

As time ticked by, Qiao Mo didn’t even have dinner.

She had never hoped for his return like this before, she wished he would listen to her explanation.

She hadn’t lied to him, she truly believed she and Jing Hao had broken up, just didn’t expect such a misunderstanding to arise.

Unfortunately, until eleven-thirty at night, she still hadn’t seen his figure.

The consecutive days of running around left her exhausted, and she finally fell into a deep sleep at midnight, carrying a touch of loss and unease, forgetting even to turn off the light.

Until one in the morning.

A tall figure stopped at the bedroom door, slowly pushing open the wooden door, leaving a long shadow in the half-opened door crack.

Seeing the wall light still on, Fu Nancheng stood at the door somewhat lost.

The room temperature was a few degrees higher than usual, and even just standing at the door, he could sense her fragrance.