Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 843: Fire, Jumping Off the Building
Fu Shihan looked at the location of Cheng Yao on the computer and glanced out the window.
Did she really come here again? What for? He doesn’t like things that are delivered to his door, ugly rejection.
Fu Shihan absentmindedly guessed Cheng Yao’s purpose for coming here. Since Su Wanxin wasn’t here, he wasn’t worried that anything would happen, until an unpleasant smell wafted in from the doorway.
After smelling that odor, he immediately stood up and took a few steps towards the door to check the situation. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
Then he discovered that outside seemed to be on fire. But he didn’t hear any alarm sound.
The temperature at the doorway was already very high, and the faint sound of people could be heard from outside. Fu Shihan listened intently and confirmed it was indeed a fire.
Moreover, the fire seemed to be right outside his door.
Fu Shihan turned back into the room, his fingers swiftly moving across the keyboards of two computers on the table. Finally, he hit the space bar, and the two computers automatically formatted, deleting all content within them.
After finishing this task, he grabbed his coat and went to the balcony to look down.
Shit.
Fu Shihan closed his eyes, cursing silently.
Just last night, he talked about going skydiving, and today he has to jump off a building.
19th floor, this would be fun if he fell.
Fu Shihan chuckled, put on his coat properly, and checked the distance between the balcony and the 18th floor below.
He felt fortunate that the hotel’s balcony was outwardly extended without glass, or else things would really get out of hand.
Fu Shihan rubbed his hands, exhaled, flipped over the balcony, gripped the edge of the balcony with both hands, and jumped, landing cleanly and neatly on the 18th-floor balcony.
Then, he did the same to reach the 17th floor, only then entering the room and walking from the room door to the hallway.
This floor showed no signs of fire at all. Fu Shihan thought, maybe it’s only his floor that’s on fire? Or should he say, only near his room?
He quickly left the hotel, and by the time he got downstairs, the firefighters had already arrived. Their response speed was quite fast.
Fu Shihan glanced around the vicinity and saw, unsurprisingly, that Cheng Yao’s sports car hadn’t left yet.
Today he was wearing casual clothes, and when he jumped off the building earlier, he put on Lin Rui’s hat. He adjusted the baseball cap, found a safe spot, and lit a cigarette to calm his nerves.
After the fire inside the hotel was extinguished, Cheng Yao came out of the dessert shop across the street.
Fu Shihan saw her from afar and couldn’t help but laugh because Cheng Yao looked nothing like her image back in China.
When she worked under him in China, she was completely a little office lady. How did she become such a little punk after going abroad?
Looking at Cheng Yao’s colorful outfit, which resembled a wild chicken, he felt the girl was hiding something deep.
Cheng Yao drove off, and only then did Fu Shihan come out and head to the dessert shop she had just exited, waiting for Su Wanxin and the others to return.
Su Wanxin heard the live news broadcast about the hotel fire on the way back. She was originally drowsy in the back seat, but the moment she heard it, she instantly shook off her sleepiness.
Because she was previously told that she might bring bad luck to Fu Shihan, she was especially concerned.
Her first instinct was to wonder if he was okay and to call him to confirm his safety.
Her second thought was, not again, was she causing trouble for him again?
Su Wanxin frowned deeply and immediately dialed Fu Shihan’s number.
When the call connected and she heard his voice with a smile saying "hello," her slightly trembling hand gripped the phone tightly, and she asked, "Where are you?"
