Mr.CEO, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement
Chapter 410: Sacrifice the Marriage to Save Your Life

Chapter 410: Chapter 410: Sacrifice the Marriage to Save Your Life

Su Mu’s kidnapping wasn’t actually that long ago in reality, but perhaps because no one wanted to deliberately recall the incident, Su Mu always felt it had been a very long time, so much so that she had even forgotten to care what was in the needle that was injected into her body.

She wasn’t afraid of dying, it was just that Qiqi was still young and couldn’t be without her mother.

Su Mu didn’t get up, nor did she panic. On the contrary, she was very calm, so calm that Xu Yansu almost thought she knew the truth of the matter. But then again, who knows? Perhaps in this world, no one but herself knew, so she simply smiled.

"Will I die?"

At her words, Xu Yansu looked at Su Mu:

"Don’t you feel anything unusual with your body?"

Su Mu thought carefully for a moment, then shook her head slightly:

"No, I don’t feel anything."

"Don’t worry, it’s coming soon," Xu Yansu said, looking at Fu Shinian. "Do you not believe it? Do you really have to wait until the virus inside Su Mu acts up before you agree to my terms? I might as well tell you, by that time, it may be too late."

Fu Shinian smiled faintly:

"Is that so? Too late, as in you can’t cure it? Then prepare yourself for paying with your life for hers."

"I never planned to live in the first place." Xu Yansu looked at Fu Shinian. "I know you love her. You love her so much that every move you make is calculated and strategic. But since you love her so much, why can you stand by and watch her slowly dying before your eyes? Aren’t you afraid? Aren’t you afraid you’ll never see her again in this lifetime? It’s just marrying me, and with your means, getting divorced after marriage isn’t a difficult task, right? Why won’t you just agree?"

Fu Shinian glanced back at Su Mu’s calm demeanor, smiled slightly, and then replied:

"I’m afraid you’d tarnish my marriage."

"Your marriage’s purity is more important than Su Mu’s life?"

"That’s not it. Nothing is more important than the life of the person you like," Fu Shinian looked at her. "But marrying you, I really have some difficulty taking action. After all, who knows what you’ll do next? So, if you cure Su Mu of the poison in her body today, I’ll agree. How about that?"

"You think I would believe you?"

"And what makes me believe you?" Fu Shinian chuckled coldly. "Xu Yansu, as you’ve said, for me, even marriage and divorce is just a matter of lifting a finger. Do you think your condition means anything to me?"

"I have my own thoughts. You wouldn’t understand."

Su Mu listened to their conversation, and although it was about her, she still felt it was all so distant that she lost the patience to listen. Her eyes began to wander around the room. She remembered every corner of this house, every event that took place here, and all the emotions that came with it.

Some things are actually not forgotten. Even though Su Mu had never opened the photo album from the past three years, those memories had never been erased from her memory.

Looking up inadvertently, she saw the string of colored lights on the French window, paused slightly, and inexplicably thought of Fu Shinian’s words at the time, "If you like them, we won’t take them down, we’ll keep them up." At that time, Su Mu thought he was just joking. While the lights looked festive, they didn’t really match the style of the room. They were good for celebrating the New Year, but they seemed out of place on a regular day.

But even if they were out of place, Fu Shinian never took down the lights.

She became so engrossed that Su Mu didn’t notice when Fu Shinian had come up behind her. By the time she realized it, his hands were already on her shoulders. Su Mu instinctively stood up to distance herself from him, but when she looked at where Xu Yansu had been, she realized Xu Yansu had already left.

Su Mu admired her own ability to be so engrossed in her thoughts.

Seeing Su Mu avoiding him, Fu Shinian didn’t pressure her but just stood at a distance, watching her distance herself from him and spoke indifferently:

"Did you hear all of that?"

"I heard it, but I don’t know what you mean by letting me hear it."

"What do you think?" Fu Shinian smiled faintly. "Do you think it was meant to ask you to take a wedding photo with me?"

At the mention of this, Su Mu looked at him and then spoke:

"The wedding photos from before haven’t been picked up. Although we didn’t finish the shoot, the ones we did shoot are already edited. I was thinking of finding a time to confirm with you the date for the shoot, but then that incident happened. But since we’re clearing things up today, do you want to continue the shoot, or should I refund the money?"

Fu Shinian narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Su Mu:

"Who are ’you two’? Me and Xu Yansu? Can you please not disgust me like that?"

"Disgusting? Why didn’t you say it was disgusting when the two of you stood in front of me to take wedding photos?"

"Do you find it disgusting?" Fu Shinian pressed her. "But I saw you were quite invested in the shoot, with not a hint of discomfort. Su Mu, if I really wanted to marry Xu Yansu, if I really wanted to take wedding photos with her, would it be that there wouldn’t be a single photo of us together in the end? Would someone go to the lengths of shutting down the research institute and forcing Xu Yansu to leave the shoot against her will?"

Su Mu recalled that day’s events, yet she didn’t want to believe it was all Fu Shinian’s planning. What he wanted to do, there was nothing he couldn’t pull off.

"So you mean we don’t need to shoot anymore? Do you want me to refund it? Which account? I’ll have my assistant return it to you."

Hearing this, Fu Shinian really felt like hitting someone, but since it was Su Mu, he couldn’t. He could only give a lukewarm smile:

"You’re quite generous."

"I wouldn’t say generous, it’s just clearly spelled out in the contract. It’s not right for me to take advantage of you."

Fu Shinian huffed lightly and sat down on the rattan chair:

"I didn’t ask you about the wedding photos. What I mean to say is, if you were me, how would you choose?"

"What?"

Fu Shinian looked at Su Mu, feeling an urge to devour her, clenched his teeth, and still said:

"If you were faced with a choice like mine, would you watch me die or marry someone you don’t like to save my life?"

Su Mu looked at Fu Shinian and after a few seconds, let out a soft laugh:

"You’re actually asking me if I would marry someone I don’t like for you? How cheap do you think I am? After how you’ve hurt me, would I still sacrifice my marriage for you?"

Fu Shinian abruptly rose from the chair, quickly closing in on Su Mu. Caught off guard by his reaction, she instinctively took several steps back. But she was already standing by the French window, with almost no room to retreat. In a few steps, she was pinned between the glass and his chest. Fu Shinian raised his hand to her chin, his words coming out through clenched teeth:

"I want you to tell the truth."