Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth
Chapter 82: Is he that fast?

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Is he that fast?

Su Wanxin’s legs were so weak, she leaned against the wall for a while. After regaining some strength, she whispered, "Let’s go home."

"Alright, alright, let’s go home!"

Mu Suyu nodded repeatedly, accompanying Su Wanxin as they headed out of the hotel, words failing her.

At the hotel entrance, a young man blocked their way. Su Wanxin frowned at him, then heard him say, "Miss Su, the Eldest Young Master has ordered me to take you home."

Su Wanxin gave a bitter smile.

Fu Shihan was always like this, with a thousand and one ways to punish her, always able to guess her thoughts, her next move.

She didn’t say anything, just got into Fu Shihan’s car and was driven by the chauffeur back to her place.

Back in the familiar home, Su Wanxin dashed into the bathroom, stripped off her gown, and stood under the warm shower, her body still shaking.

The mere thought of what had happened in the hotel and the state she was in all the way back home filled her with such shame she wished she could just die on the spot.

Another hold he had on her...

Feeling heavy-headed and light-footed, Su Wanxin finished her shower, got dressed, and walked into the living room.

Mu Suyu was still sitting on the sofa, in the same attire she had worn when they arrived home, sitting motionless, watching Su Wanxin.

"Wanwan," she said with caution. "You and Fu Shihan, just now..."

"Don’t ask," Su Wanxin rubbed her temples with a headache and slumped onto the sofa.

"Then let me ask something else," Mu Suyu nervously continued. "Was he, was he that quick? You guys were in there for less than ten minutes..."

Su Wanxin: ???

Su Wanxin was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized what Mu Suyu was asking about.

She suddenly sat up, a bit hysterical, and threw the pillow in her arms at Mu Suyu.

"No! We didn’t do that sort of thing in there! Have you been writing too many erotic novels lately? Why are these the thoughts in your head!"

Mu Suyu: ...

I’m wronged!

I’m not the one with ooxx on my mind all the time!

It’s the two of you that really make people misunderstand!

"It’s okay then, it’s okay..." Mu Suyu nodded meekly, shrinking her neck, "It’s good he wasn’t that quick..."

"Stop talking about it!" Su Wanxin’s barely calmed emotions surged once again, her face flushing as she looked at Mu Suyu, and warned with good intention. "You must never let Fu Shihan hear you say these things, or find out you’re having these thoughts, or you would die a horrible death!"

"He’s not interested in me, he definitely wouldn’t lay a hand on me," Mu Suyu was completely unafraid.

"Do you really think that in his, Fu Shihan’s, dictionary, the words ’don’t hit women’ exist?"

Su Wanxin intended to scare Mu Suyu, and indeed Mu Suyu’s complexion changed upon hearing this; she quickly promised, "I won’t speak or think recklessly!"

She was really afraid of Fu Shihan; she always felt that he had the cold, unblinking demeanor of a mafia boss who could kill at will.

Exhausted in body and mind, Su Wanxin retreated to her room to rest. It wasn’t just Mu Suyu who was afraid of Fu Shihan, she was too...

If Fu Shihan found out that Mu Suyu had those kinds of thoughts, he would surely think it was her influence on Mu Suyu. By then, she’d truly be suffering in silence, unable to express her grievances.

Su Wanxin took her medication and slept until the sun was high in the sky. Half-awake, she opened her eyes, reached for her phone by the pillow, and saw that Fu Shiyi had called her an hour ago.

She sat up and returned the call, then heard Fu Shiyi say, "The filming schedule is set for next week. Notify your company and take time off; I’ll send someone to pick you up on Monday."