Watching Shen Fanxing's slender and stubborn figure disappear.

Bo Jingchuan didn't move.

As a result, the old lady slapped him on the buttocks!

His tall figure stiffened slightly, and a faintly murky haze twisted in his calm and indifferent eyes.

Bo Jingchuan, who had never been good at being touched by others, had been slapped on the buttocks at the age of twenty-eight!

Lai Rong couldn't help but laugh softly from behind.

"Hurry up! Do you want to annoy me?"

The old lady obviously didn't care about him and urged him again.

Bo Jingchuan raised his slender fingers and rubbed his forehead somewhat headache-inducingly, helpless.

"Yes, Grandma!"

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When Shen Fanxing walked alone towards the ward, Su Heng was already in the room.

He stood by the window with his back to the door, probably wearing a high-end gray suit, but now he was missing the suit jacket, leaving only a white shirt.

His refreshing and handsome appearance reminded Shen Fanxing of the university days, the gentleman in the white shirt.

Unfortunately, times had changed, and the youth was no longer the same.

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Shen Fanxing didn't look at him, walked into the ward, her entire demeanor terrifyingly calm and indifferent.

Sensing someone entering the ward, Su Heng turned around.

"Where did you go?"

Shen Fanxing didn't answer, simply walked to the bed and sat down.

Su Heng continued, "I pushed you in a moment of urgency just now, I'm sorry."

His voice was very gentle, as if the stern and gloomy man who confronted her just now was just a dream.

"Everything just now wasn't my fault."

Regardless of anything else, she needed to clear her name.

Su Heng looked down at her, the eyes that had contained apology and struggle now carried a hint of sarcasm.

"Do you know what Qian Rou said?"

Under the intense gaze from above, Shen Fanxing lifted her head and saw the disappointment in Su Heng's eyes.

"She said it was her fault for not holding the cup steady, it was all her fault, she was trying to clear you. And you, you're still here shifting blame. Fanxing, it shouldn't have come to this."

Shen Fanxing looked at him for a long time, her eyes transitioning from shock, to disappointment, to indifference.

She looked out the window indifferently, a cold smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

The light laughter, as light as mist, was filled with irony.

"Su Heng, how long have we known each other?"

Su Heng paused, but still said, "Eight years."

"Hmm—" Shen Fanxing laughed.

Eight years!

She had never thought about it in eight years!

Su Heng's trust in her turned out to be so fragile and vulnerable.

Such a man, she Shen Fanxing didn't care for!

Shen Fanxing stood up, looking at him coldly.

"Su Heng, let's call off the engagement."

Her clear voice was resolute and authoritative.

Shock flashed in Su Heng's eyes.

"Why that expression? Ever since you rescued Shen Qianrou, even earlier, haven't you already made your choice?."

Su Heng was shocked for a long time, looking at Shen Fanxing's eyes, which were filled with complexity. In just a moment, they were filled with relief.

"Fanxing, I'm sorry. Maybe it's right for us to part ways. If we continue, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist hurting you more deeply to protect Qianrou."

Shen Fanxing's hands slightly curled, looking up at him with cold eyes.

"To protect Shen Qianrou? Su Heng, did you not believe me in anything before this?!"

Struggling flashed in Su Heng's eyes, "Qianrou is too innocent and weak, Fanxing, you... are too cold and dominant."