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Fu Linyuan closed the piano cover and turned around: "I won't break her heart."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Marry her."

Mother Qin was stunned.

Wen Yiran worked overtime until eight o'clock before getting off work.

She rode a second-hand electric scooter and walked slowly along the Xinnan River to the orphanage.The cool breeze of the autumn night flowed into her collar, and she shrank her neck and slowed down the car.

From a distance, she saw a black Maybach parked at the entrance of the orphanage.

Her heart skipped a beat, and then she laughed to herself.

How is it possible.How could someone like Fu Linyuan come to a place like this?

She parked the car, pushed open the courtyard door, and froze in place.

Fu Linyuan stood next to the old piano, wearing a dark gray coat that made his figure slim.When he heard the noise, he turned around and looked straight into her eyes across the night.

"Wen Yiran." He called her name, his voice as low as a cello.

Wen Yiran tightened his grip on the bag strap and dug his nails into his palms.She thought she had forgotten his voice, his appearance, everything about him.

But he just stood there, and she was defeated.

"Mr. Fu," she said with a fake smile and a sweet voice, "what brought you to such a small place?"

Fu Linyuan looked at her.

She lost weight, her cheeks were sunken, there was a faint greenish black under her eyes, and the curve at the corner of her mouth was familiar but unfamiliar - that was her standard expression when facing her financial sponsor.

My heart felt like it had been squeezed hard.

"I'm coming to find you," he said.

"Looking for me?" Wen Yiran laughed louder, "Mr. Fu is getting married, why are you looking for me? Is this the last carnival before the wedding?"

Fu Linyuan didn't say anything, but took something out of his coat pocket and handed it to her.

Wen Yiran lowered his head and his pupils suddenly shrank.

That's a bank card.

"Five million." Fu Linyuan said.

Wen Yiran's face turned pale instantly.

She remembered what she said to Gu Chen in the teahouse - "Can you give me five million a month? If you can, I'll dump him and follow you."

It turned out that he knew.

Not only did he know about it, he also came to humiliate her personally.

Wen Yiran took the bank card, his fingers shaking violently.She raised her face with a bright smile: "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your generosity. But I have resigned and I'm afraid I won't be able to 'serve' you..."

"Wen Yiran." Fu Linyuan interrupted her, "These five million are the betrothal gift."

Wen Yiran was stunned.

"I canceled the wedding." Fu Linyuan took a step forward, close enough to smell the shampoo in her hair, "Pei Tingxue will not marry me, and I don't plan to marry her."

"You..."

"I checked," Fu Linyuan's voice was very soft, "all the deposits in your name are 24,000. In the past three years, every money you received was remitted to the welfare home account."

Wen Yiran's expression changed.

"You deal with those men, not to buy bags, not to spend money, or even to pay off debts." Fu Linyuan took another step forward, "You are just to raise these children."

"Shut up!" Wen Yiran backed away, his voice trembling, "What do you know? A person like you who was born with a silver spoon in your mouth, what do you know!"

"I understand." Fu Linyuan grabbed her wrist, "I understand you have no choice. I understand you dare not love. I understand that every time you reach out for money, you are calling yourself cheap in your heart."

Wen Yiran's eyes turned red.

"But I know better." Fu Linyuan lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers. "When you were under me, you were not acting. When you made the cake for me, you were not acting. When you jumped into the river to save the child, you were not acting."

"Wen Yiran, you can fool everyone, but you can't fool me."

Wen Yiran's tears finally fell.

She wanted to break away, but he held her tighter.His arm was still bandaged, but the force was too strong to resist.

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