Page 352 of Entangled with My Ex’s Uncle

These days, all the feelings she had for herself instantly dissipated without a trace.

After a brief shock, her heart returned to calm.

Chi Yue smiled slightly, "So you’ve always thought this way, so this is how I exist in your heart. If you hate me so much, why are you still with me?"

Even letting her get pregnant with his child?

Fu Rongyin’s words made all her dignity and pride vanish in an instant.

His voice was as indifferent as ever, "Chi Yue, it was you who provoked me again."

Chi Yue laughed, "Yes, I am cheap, I chose to forget and provoke you again. From today on, let’s not contact each other anymore; just pretend I never appeared."

With that said, she didn’t give Fu Rongyin a chance to react, pulled open the door, and walked out.

The dull sound of the door closing blocked out all other sounds.

Fu Rongyin stood there expressionlessly for a long, long time before he took out his phone and dialed a number, "Follow her."

Chi Yue went downstairs and directly took a taxi to the airport.

She could no longer continue to entangle with Fu Rongyin, nor did she have the courage to continue to seek the truth.

It was just as well; she could leave without regrets.

Her palm covered her abdomen, and she hung her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

The car had not yet reached the airport when another car stopped it, and soon, the rear door was opened, and a cold and handsome man stood by the car.

The driver looked at Chi Yue in panic and said tremulously, "Should... should I call the police?"

Chi Yue looked at the man outside the car, "Sir, you are blocking my way."

The man’s deep black eyes fixed on her, "Will you get out of the car, or shall I get in?"

"Is there a difference?"

Fu Rongyin then said to the driver, "My wife is angry with me. Please help me persuade her."

The driver, upon hearing this, relaxed and started to earnestly advise Chi Yue.

"There’s no couple that doesn’t argue; it’s said that although couples may argue at the head of the bed, they reconcile at the foot. Just talk things out clearly, listen to an old saying—go home and talk nicely."

The car stopped in the middle of the road, severely affecting the traffic.

Chi Yue had no choice but to get out first.

As soon as the door was closed, the driver revved the engine and fled as if flying, afraid of being chased by Chi Yue if he was even a step slow.

Chi Yue moved to the roadside, took out her phone to contact Nan Yuan, but before she could make the call, her phone was snatched away.

The next second, she was picked up horizontally.

Chi Yue was so startled that she clung to his neck, being extremely careful, afraid of harming the small life inside her belly.

Fu Rongyin was in no hurry to get into the car, he lowered his gaze at her, "Are you still angry?"

Chi Yue looked straightforward without acknowledging him.

A sigh came from above her head, "If you just walk away like this, where should I go to find you?"

Chi Yue’s eyes slightly teared up, her voice irritated, "Wasn’t it you who said it was me who provoked you? If I leave, you’ll be free."

Fu Rongyin chuckled lightly, "Still holding a grudge, huh?"

Chi Yue wasn’t holding a grudge; it was just that Fu Rongyin’s attitude had truly hurt her.

She was very aware that words spoken in anger were meant to hurt, but she wasn’t heartless enough not to care at all.

Seeing her quiet down, Fu Rongyin carried her into his car, only then did she realize he was driving.

Wanting to say something, but thinking about the attitudes at the door earlier, she swallowed back her words.

Having been disturbed for half the night, Chi Yue was tired. Once home, she washed up and went to sleep.

Fu Rongyin held her from behind, and the two slept embraced.

A night passed as if nothing had happened, but Chi Yue knew that some things had deepened.

Several peaceful days passed without mentioning that day’s events.

One day, Chi Yue received a call from Nan Bingyu, who said she was having stomach pain and couldn’t reach Chu Shuo.

Chi Yue became flustered, called Chu Shuo’s number, and indeed no one answered, so she had to call Fu Rong, thinking Fu Rong would have a way to contact Chu Shuo.

However, the person who answered Fu Rong’s phone was Ling Jiayu.

"Miss Chi, are you looking for Fu Rong? He’s drunk and sleeping now. Maybe you can try reaching him later?"