Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 939: This Is the Punishment for Competing with Daddy for Bed Space

Fu Shihan listened to Su Wanxin’s words and remained silent for a long time.

He held her in his arms, smelling the faint scent on her, listening to her speak those words.

The feeling was very delicate.

Fu Shihan knew quite a number of people, men and women alike, all exceptional in their own right.

But in his eyes, Su Wanxin was the cream of the crop.

He had never thought he was that kind of presence in her eyes, but hearing her say it made him genuinely happy.

"I won’t stop you," Fu Shihan spoke softly, holding her a bit tighter. "But don’t overdo it, take care of your health, understand?"

"Hmm." Su Wanxin nodded, "This time, I really understand."

Fu Shihan smiled slightly, breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, now sleep."

He didn’t pursue the topic she discussed with Li Mo in the study, but Su Wanxin couldn’t help but keep thinking about it.

In the end, she felt that it was really a shame to forget certain things.

And the fact that the person beside her forgot everything about her past suddenly made her feel very unwilling.

Mu Xinghan, that bastard, must have a solution, but Su Wanxin also knew he wouldn’t easily agree to help.

If she sought him out, he might propose some outrageous terms.

Who knows who he’s working for now; he knows about Cheng Yao’s matter, but surely he’s not... mixed up with Fu Ziqian and that group?

Thinking this, Su Wanxin couldn’t help but tense up.

"Sweetheart."

Just as Su Wanxin was lost in troubled thoughts, Fu Shihan’s low, husky voice came beside her ear.

"It’s so late, if you’re thinking about someone else, I’ll be angry."

Su Wanxin paused for a moment, the gloom in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a smile: "How do you know everything? Are you the worm in my stomach?"

"No, I’m your idol."

Su Wanxin suddenly didn’t know how to respond, and then heard Fu Shihan speak again.

"I heard from Lin Yifan that the entertainment industry is very chaotic, many celebrities secretly gain fans. If I became a celebrity, would Lin Yifan and the others still have a chance?"

"Mr. Fu, your ambition is quite big, wanting to gain fans?"

"Did I say that?"

"That’s what you implied."

"Tsk, your reading comprehension isn’t very good." Fu Shihan mused, "What I meant was, I’ve already done it long ago."

"Shameless." Su Wanxin took a deep breath, regretfully said, "I shouldn’t have slept with you tonight."

Fu Shihan chuckled softly, kissed her ear: "An idol like me, who dotes on fans and is so devoted, should feel proud rather than ashamed."

"Say any more cheeky words, and I’ll kick you off the bed."

"Sleep, we have a meeting in the morning."

Fu Shihan immediately toned down, allowing Su Wanxin to breathe a sigh of relief.

They fell asleep in each other’s arms, awoken the next morning by Yangyang’s cries.

The little one moved too much while turning over, rolled over twice, and ended up on the floor.

Fu Shihan woke up first, rushed over to pick him up, frowned and asked: "Did you hurt yourself? Did you hit your head?"

Yangyang shook his head while crying, touched his arm, then touched his leg and butt.

Fu Shihan checked him over, confirmed he wasn’t hurt, and then wiped his tears.

"Alright, stop crying. This is the punishment for fighting with dad for bed space. Remember, you’re not allowed to sleep with mom at night anymore."

Yangyang: ???

Su Wanxin: ...

This man truly takes the cake.