Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 345: One Lie, One Piece of Clothing.

He suddenly brought up the past, and bad memories instantly flooded her mind, making Su Wanxin shudder involuntarily.

Even though she shook her head in denial afterwards, Fu Shihan didn’t believe she was telling the truth.

"What exactly did Grandpa say to you that day?" Fu Shihan asked with a piercing gaze. "Did he forbid you from seeing me?"

Honestly, Fu Shihan had never thought that one day, the barrier between them would be his own family.

This made him incredibly irritable, yet his anger had no outlet. It was suffocatingly unpleasant.

He knew that even if he now opposed Fu Yansheng and Li Xuanqing in every way, he was only addressing the symptoms, not the root cause. No matter how much he destroyed what they cherished, as long as it could be bought back with money, it was no problem.

He knew that Fu Yansheng had never really liked Su Wanxin, but who could have anticipated that he would dislike her to this extent?

"If he forbids you from seeing me, do you really plan on never seeing me again?"

Su Wanxin remained silent, and Fu Shihan stared at her intently.

"Being so obedient, why won’t you listen to me? Do you think decisions made by others for you are more correct than what you really want in your heart?"

He never taught her to unconditionally accept others’ demands. He always told her never to let herself be disadvantaged.

"The decision was my own, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Finally, Su Wanxin spoke up, pressured by his relentless questioning until she felt breathless.

She was usually not someone who just followed orders; her actions always had a strong purpose. She knew what she was doing, what the consequences would be, and then how to resolve them.

But there are always exceptions, and her exception was named Fu Shihan.

Anything related to him made it hard for her to stay rational.

When Fu Yansheng came to tell her to leave, she nodded in agreement. But she was far from willing, feeling crushed as if she was used and then harshly discarded.

She had thought more than once what exactly her relationship with Fu Shihan was.

Originally, she entered the Fu Family as an Amulet, where her relationship with Fu Shihan should be that of life-and-death enemies, as her life was supposed to protect his.

Yet, enemies don’t kiss, don’t share a bed, don’t do those intimate acts unsuitable for others to see.

Everything they did, only loving couples would do.

But people in love don’t hold grudges, don’t scheme, don’t oppose each other fiercely.

"Since it was your own decision, then why cry?"

Fu Shihan suddenly asked, and Su Wanxin, a bit dazed, raised her hand to rub her eyes and showed him: "No tears."

"Not now."

Fu Shihan hadn’t forgotten how miserable she cried in his arms that night in the bar.

He scoffed lightly as he got out of the car, walked around to the other side, and pulled her out. He wouldn’t let her go today without making things clear.

Su Wanxin staggered after him, her heart lifted in anxiety, not understanding the meaning of his recent words.

He forcefully took her back to the house, and with a slam, the door closed. Su Wanxin watched him anxiously with somewhat rapid breathing.

"How did Grandpa coerce you, tell me."

The door was locked, Fu Shihan turned to look at her, his gaze cold.

With each step, he approached her, watching her step back until he took off his jacket and casually threw it to the ground.

He cornered her against the wall, lowered his head, and spoke word by word.

"Tell one lie, and I’ll remove one piece of your clothing."