Su Wanxin’s nose soured, unable to speak.
She thought about it. She thought about it day and night.
Fu Shihan didn’t know that he was the light of her life. Without him, there wouldn’t be a present her.
The thing she was most grateful for in this lifetime was meeting him and the Fu Family when she was seven.
Because it was them who saved her from hell.
That orphanage was hell... and the director was the devil.
The day Fu Shihan took her away from the orphanage was Su Wanxin’s seventh birthday. That day was also supposed to be... the night she accompanied the director.
Su Wanxin recalled some incidents from her childhood, her body trembling slightly, unconsciously burrowing into Fu Shihan’s embrace.
She was sent to the orphanage at three and stayed there for four years, tormented for four years.
The director was an abnormal person, a pervert.
He would lock "naughty" children in a dark, gloomy room, lock the door, and play horror movies for them to watch.
He would also, after dark, put on the facade of a loving father, calling the children who had been scared during the day to his room...
He liked to molest children. Many kids at the orphanage had been bullied by him.
Su Wanxin had accompanied others to watch many horror movies. On the morning of her seventh birthday, the director asked her.
Wanwan, would Uncle like to celebrate your birthday with you tonight?
She was so scared she didn’t know what to say, she wanted to cry, to flee, but was powerless.
She vividly remembered that afternoon, she met a very handsome boy.
He was dressed in beautiful clothes, had a face so handsome it was indescribable, and arrived in a grand luxury car she had never seen before.
His first glance at her was a frown, probably because he thought she was both dirty and ugly.
He stood quietly next to those adults, and finally, he said—
"Let’s take her, the ugly girl with the braids."
That was the happiest moment Su Wanxin had ever been called ugly in her life, and the happiest birthday she’d ever had...
He didn’t know any of this.
He didn’t know that during the three years she left, every horrifying night she endured, every time she lost the courage to continue living, that just thinking of him, remembering that light that once illuminated her life, made her feel like she could persevere a little longer.
She felt she had to see him again, even if they couldn’t return to the past, even if he wouldn’t love her again, she still wanted to see him one more time.
Even if she died after seeing him, she would be willing.
"I never thought about it, not at all."
Su Wanxin muttered a reply that belied her true feelings, dishonest in words but honest in her actions.
She hugged him tightly, her tears dampening his shirt, eliciting a slight lift in the corners of his mouth, revealing the only smile he had shown these days.
"The day Grandpa took you, Lin Rui snatched a car at your company’s gate, followed behind, and then left the car at Grandpa’s, not daring to claim it."
He gently patted Su Wanxin’s back, trying to cheer her up.
"Chen Lei said that car belongs to a man named Su Yan."
Su Wanxin: "..."
What a coincidence? That’s quite bitter.
"You know him well?"
"Yeah, he sits next to me, he’s pretty nice to me."
"If you hadn’t said that last part, I would have thought of gifting him a nice car. Now forget it." Fu Shihan spoke indifferently: "Call Chen Lei in a while, tell Su Yan to report it to the police."
"Why are you being so unreasonable? You’d be happy if he’s not nice to me?" Su Wanxin looked up at him. "Give him an expensive one!"
"Kiss me, and I’ll agree."