Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth
Chapter 80 The Punishment for Doing Wrong

Chapter 80: Chapter 80 The Punishment for Doing Wrong

The door was quickly closed, and the room plunged into darkness, with only the moonlight from outside the window barely illuminating the figure in front of her.

Su Wanxin was pressed against the door panel, looking closely at Fu Shihan’s angry expression, and her heart, once stuck in her throat, finally began to settle down.

"What are you doing... You scared me." She pushed Fu Shihan and complained softly. "I thought it was someone else."

"Who did you hope it was?" Fu Shihan asked coldly, "The person you were just dancing with?"

"..."

Su Wanxin had not drunk much and was not foolish. She could hear the displeasure in his tone.

She nervously swallowed her saliva, glancing around the environment she was in.

The small room appeared to be a storeroom, not very big, filled with various items.

"I didn’t." Su Wanxin explained cautiously. "He was my classmate from university, we hadn’t seen each other for years, and I was quite happy to see him."

"I can tell you were happy." Fu Shihan’s gaze was dark, his tone icy. "Since you’ve been back, you’ve never smiled like that at me."

Su Wanxin’s breath hitched, she pushed his encroaching body and called his name softly. "Fu Shihan, don’t be like this..."

"Then tell me, how should I be?" Fu Shihan bent down, leaning close to her ear.

His warm breath brushed past her ear, holding back anger, he asked softly.

"Just let you go out there, acting like nothing happened?"

"He and I are just classmates, it was just a dance, a very common way of socializing, haven’t we always been like this from childhood?!"

"Classmates, then what are we?"

Fu Shihan slowly raised his head, his eyes dropping to meet hers. Su Wanxin, faced with his gaze, held her breath, unsure how to reply.

Under the bright moonlight, his handsome features seemed to be covered with a thin mist, almost unreal.

This face, having appeared countless times in her dreams, made her pillows wet with tears numerous times.

Yet now, he stood here, in front of her, and she lacked even the courage to hug him.

"You’ve worn my clothes... you’ve borne me a child... Su Wanxin, tell me what are we."

His deep voice sounded almost beguiling, nearly making Su Wanxin surrender.

She bit her teeth hard, thought for a moment, and answered, "Enemies, we are enemies."

Fu Shihan chuckled coldly, straightening his body. The intense emotion in his eyes disappeared, his gaze turning icy as he slowly spoke.

"Since we are enemies, you should know how I deal with my enemies. I give you two choices, either... I pretend the dance with him never happened. Or, I tear your clothes..."

Su Wanxin: "!!!"

"Choose."

"Fu Shihan, you can’t do this!"

"There’s nothing I don’t want to do, only things I don’t can’t. You brought this on yourself — don’t blame me."

After speaking, he watched her provocatively, waiting for her decision. Su Wanxin’s body stiffened, knowing he was serious.

She leaned weakly against the door, silent for a long while. Seeing her reaction, Fu Shihan asked, "Does this reaction mean you choose the latter?"

Su Wanxin shook her head, her face red and teary, on the verge of crying.

"I’ll give you ten seconds to decide, if you don’t choose, I’ll choose for you."