Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 349: Forming an Alliance (Additional Release for Recommendation Tickets)

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: Forming an Alliance (Additional Release for Recommendation Tickets)

"Love rival?"

Fu Shihan thought for a while but couldn’t figure out whom she had offended. She knew only so many people from childhood, and he knew almost all of them.

"Someone secretly in love with me and jealous of you?"

Su Wanxin: "...Perhaps."

Besides this, she couldn’t think of any other reason. Unlike him, she wouldn’t brazenly make enemies everywhere.

"These past three years, I’ve been monitoring Shen Xiaochen’s phone calls."

Fu Shihan paused for a moment before suddenly speaking again, facing Su Wanxin’s surprised eyes as if it were a matter of course.

"Today a man named Su Qiang contacted her. Do you remember this person?"

"...Yes."

"Has he approached you?"

"Yes."

"Alright, then he deserved to be beaten." Fu Shihan nodded. "He won’t dare to bother you again."

"You didn’t... did you kill him?"

Su Wanxin hesitated, Fu Shihan saw this and raised an eyebrow: "Am I that brutal in your eyes?"

"Yes."

"Then I feel somewhat wronged. I’m a model citizen, no blood on my hands."

Who said if someone can’t live, they must be killed? Isn’t it better to let them live a life worse than death?

Fu Shihan, holding her, stood up, and Su Wanxin instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to prevent herself from falling. He said, "It’s a bit chilly here; let’s go to the bedroom to discuss something."

He really did want to discuss something with her.

With people trampling over him like this, he couldn’t swallow his pride, and he knew Su Wanxin couldn’t either.

"Wan God, let’s form an alliance," he said seriously. "Let’s put on a show, this time I really won’t trick you."

"Don’t leave, and don’t leave after my birthday either." He pinned her down. "You’re not my amulet, nor my Death Sentence. We don’t have to live and die; let’s live together."

Su Wanxin’s fingers trembled slightly, gripping the sheets.

"I don’t believe a single word Mu Xinghan says, he’s eager for you to go with him. If you really believe all that, we can ask someone else later. I don’t believe all the Taoists are dead, leaving only their family."

"He saved me; he has no reason to harm me."

"He has a reason to harm me." Fu Shihan sneered. "He would be the happiest if you stay away from me."

Towards that man, Fu Shihan was full of hostility. He believed the feeling was mutual.

Su Wanxin lowered her eyelids, pondered for a long time, and asked: "Do you think Grandpa is someone who could be easily fooled by a few words?"

"No."

So, the person who could persuade him was extraordinary.

Su Wanxin and Fu Shihan both realized this. Influenced by Fu Shihan over the years, she was no longer accustomed to losing.

"Okay. If you can prove that Mu Xinghan is deceiving me, I’ll agree to join forces with you."

"What if you go back on your word?"

"...You decide what happens."

"Agreeing so quickly makes me a bit uneasy." Fu Shihan’s gaze grew slightly darker.

"Don’t push your luck. Agreeing is not okay, disagreeing is also not okay, so what do you want?"

"That makes sense." Fu Shihan nodded thoughtfully, this time he was intentionally picking problems.

The effects of the drinks he had at the banquet had worn off during these minutes of conversation; he was completely sober now. But to make her stay tonight, he had to pretend.

Fu Shihan rolled over and lay on the bed, sighed, massaged his temples, showing signs of a splitting headache.

Su Wanxin turned her head to look at him, hesitantly asked: "Headache?"

"Yes, drank some fake alcohol."

"I’ll go make hangover soup for you, drink it and then sleep."

"Don’t!" Fu Shihan suddenly panicked. "Don’t go into the kitchen!"