C37 You Can't Regret It Even If You Want to

He frowned slightly and focused on her, "No."

"But last night.."

Wen Yiyan impatiently interrupted her. "Do you want to have sex with me that much?"

Fannxing, who was holding the bread, was stunned.

She and Wen Yiyan grew up together. Only when he was angry would he show such an impatient expression. This was also the first time she saw him so angry after they got married.

She was stunned, "I just..." She just wanted to know why.

"Faan Hsing," Wen Yiyan said coldly. "Don't keep talking about this kind of thing. You won't be able to regret it even if you want to in the future."

After he finished speaking, he packed up the utensils and went to work.

Fannxing bit her lips tightly and waited for the door to be forcefully closed before lowering her head and silently finishing her breakfast.

The originally delicious breakfast now had no taste to her at all.

...

Mental Hospital.

After Fannxing finished preparing the things for work, she took out an exquisite gift box from her bag and went to the glass room.

As expected, she saw Jiaang Ke leaning against the back of the chair with his eyes closed. She walked over, "Senior brother, good morning."

Jiaang Ke slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. He nodded and said, "Are you here to water the plants?"

"I will give this to you as a gift."

Fannxing handed him the small gift box.

Jiaang Ke did not take it. "It's okay."

Fannxing stuffed the gift box into his hands. "I am still very grateful for your help."

Jiaang Ke smiled faintly. "Thank you."

Fannxing, who finally got off work, changed into casual clothes.

Lee Baoni patted her shoulder, "Xing, why do I feel like you are working very hard today?"

"Because I love to work! Work makes me happy!"

“...”

After happily saying goodbye to Lee Baoni, Fannxing entered the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, her smile also disappeared.

After walking out of the hospital building, she saw a few peddlers pushing fruit carts at the entrance of the hospital.

Fannxing walked straight to an old uncle pushing a fruit cart.

She said, "Uncle, I want to buy some watermelons."

The old uncle stopped the car and placed the watermelons with his trembling hands. He handed them to her.

Fannxing received it with a smile and passed the money to the old uncle.

While eating the watermelon and wandering on the streets, Fannxing's heart was empty as she walked into a game hall.

Fannxing, who had not played games for a long time, seemed to be possessed and could not stop.

After she once again obtained first place in the group, a young man dressed in a hip-hop outfit came to Fannxing's side. "Why don't we compete?"

Fannxing sized up the man in front of her and did not reject him.

"What do you want to compete in?"

"Racing."

"[Okay.]"

The two cars passed the finish line one after the other. There was only a 0.7 second difference.

Fannxing was a little depressed. The man comforted her. "You are already very good. The people who lost to me before only reached the finish line after 10 seconds."

"No, it is indeed that my level is not as good as yours."

The man laughed heartily.

He reached out his hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you. I am Lin Sichun."

Fannxing shook his hand. "My name is Fannxing."

The two of them began to talk about the game's techniques.

It turned out that Lin Sichun was a programmer in a listed company. It was rare for him to get off work today, so he went to the nearby gaming hall to relax.

The more they talked, the more they got along. Wen Yiyan appeared. He called Fannxing, but she did not respond.

It was rare for Wen Yiyan to be ignored. He walked over and stood between Fannxing and Lin Sichun. He said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Fannxing looked at Wen Yiyan, who was questioning her in front of her. She was stunned at first, then smiled, "What else can I do in the Game Hall?"

"Do you know what time it is now?"

Fannxing looked at her watch and pointed the short needle at 11 o'clock.

It was indeed late.

She waved Wen Yiyan's hand away and turned around to wave at Lin Sichun. "Let's talk next time."

Lin Sichun smiled and nodded.

Wen Yiyan looked at Lin Sichun unhappily, but Lin Sichun did not move. He stared at Fannxing for a while, then looked at Wen Yiyan gently. He smiled cynically and continued to play his game.

On the way back, Wen Yiyan's voice pulled Fannxing back, who was lost in thought, "Who was that person just now?"

"It was an interesting little boy."

"I won't interfere with what you want to do, but you must be wary of others."

She nodded slightly and got out of the car.

The two people waiting in the elevator looked up at the number of floors and didn't say anything.

Usually, Fannxing would chatter non-stop, and the silent Wen Yiyan would occasionally respond.

Now, Fannxing had calmed down, and the atmosphere went from fiery hot to freezing cold.