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Fu Yue`er's face was pale. She had been using medicine to maintain this gigantic body since she was young. Now, with Fu Xingchen's anger, her body began to sway.

She bit down, her hands becoming tighter and tighter, a look of unwillingness and severity appearing in her eyes.

She turned around and stared at Fu Xingchen's back, not giving up. She asked, "Sis, are you really going to marry into the Tang Clan?"

Fu Xingchen paused in his steps for a moment before continuing onward.

The only sound in the empty corridor was the crisp sound of Fu Xingchen's high heels hitting the ground.

Although the two sisters were twins, they still bore some resemblance to each other. Fu Yue'er was born soft and pure, while Fu Xingchen was born beautiful.

One white and one red, destined to be incompatible.

It was only when Fu Yue`er's figure disappeared that a strange expression appeared in her eyes.

"On what basis?"

As Fu Yue'er spoke, her eyes were filled with a terrifying gaze. Coupled with her currently pale face, she looked like a ferocious ghost that had come from the underworld.

She knew that Fu Xingchen had come back today and had deliberately sent his family members away because they doted on him. He only wanted to make Fu Xingchen feel uncomfortable. She had purposely mentioned that Chu Yang wanted to see Fu Xingchen feel sad!

Why didn't she, Fu Xingchen, feel sad?

Why not be sad!

"..."

Fu Xingchen opened the door to his room. There weren't many things in the room. They were basically all the necessities of a bedroom. The entire bedroom was made up of plain colors, and it was both refreshing and depressing.

Fu Xingchen put his luggage aside and laid down on the soft bed. No one knew what he was thinking about.

A few minutes later, Fu Xingchen was about to get up to take a bath when his phone rang.

Fu Xingchen answered without even looking at him. "Hello, I'm Fu Xingchen."

"Star, it's me. Sorry, I didn't come to the airport to pick you up, but I can tell you what you think." Shen Xiaoxi hurriedly said on the other end of the phone.

Warmth flashed through Fu Xingchen's eyes. He could not help but raise the corner of his mouth. He asked with raised brows, "Then how do you intend to atone for your crimes?"

With all kinds of miscellaneous voices, Shen Xiaoxi replied, "Star, when the time comes I'll be packing a five-star hotel or something like that. I'm risking my life to call you."

"Is that so? "I'm afraid that your wallet won't have enough money," Fu Xingchen said with a smile.

After saying that, Qian Xiao Xi's hair stood on end. He put on some makeup and angrily said, "You can't scam my little money the moment you come back!"

Fu Xingchen found this funny. Just as he was about to speak again, Shen Xiaoxi hurriedly said, "I won't say anymore. My manager is here. I'm hanging up now. Bye bye, love you!"

A busy signal came through the phone. Fu Xingchen smiled helplessly. She hadn't finished speaking.

Throwing the phone on the bed, she got up and went to the window. She pulled back the curtain and leaned half her body against the edge of the window.

What entered his sight was a few thriving Begonia trees outside the window. His eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of coldness.

Once, the scenery outside the window was not the Begonia, but a hot maple tree.

Four years ago, when he left the country in despair, there was nothing left for her to linger for. She had always thought that she was a puppet that had been abandoned by the heavens. She was destined to be lonely, destined to be alone …

Only later on did he realize that his cultivation wasn't deep and his wings weren't abundant.

Fu Yue-er's congenital heart was not good. She could easily cry and pretend to be pitiful in order to obtain kinship that she had never received before.

In this home, he would not have much to do with himself. If that was the case …

Since they wanted her to marry so much, so what if she did?

In this world, who would not suffer the hardship of exile?

He wouldn't lose out if he entered the Tang Clan, not to mention that the person he married was the head of the Tang Clan.