How could she have withstood the pain when even some men could not?
Gu Yan lifted the cup and brought it closer to his lips. He took a glance at Fu Tingyu and stopped sipping his tea. "She's not as weak as you think. She looked strong to me."
Fu Tingyu looked up. "She's my woman. Of course, you wouldn't understand her better than I do."
Gu Yan had read the subtext within Fu Tingyu's line—he could not relate to Fu Tingyu's situation because he had no lover. He felt embarrassed. He was kind enough to comfort him, yet he got ridiculed. What's wrong with being single?
Fu Tingyu did not remain long at Gu Yan's. He left his villa and went straight to his office. He had urgent work to deal with before leaving for Xijin the next day.
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