CHAPTER 455: CHAPTER 453: A LITTLE SECRET BURIED IN THE HEART

Later in her interactions with Fu Jinghen, Wen Qiao found herself unconsciously acting coquettish around him, craving his praise and attention. When she saw other women getting close to him, she felt suffocated inside.

She had never encountered such feelings before and found them somewhat inexplicable.

The day she vaguely realized what was happening was when Jiang Yao told her about Fu Jinghen and Wen Shu trending on social media due to the elevator incident.

The day she confirmed her own feelings wasn’t marked by any earth-shattering event. It was merely the moment when she felt her heart beating erratically as Fu Jinghen, wearing gold-framed glasses, kissed her; it dawned on her that she had fallen for him.

Perhaps from the very first glance at Fu Jinghen, the seeds that would sprout and grow in her heart had been sown.

Call it love at first sight or lust at first sight if you will, but by the time she became aware of it, that seed had grown into a towering tree.

It was also in that moment that she suddenly understood, the absence of heartfelt excitement was neither her fault nor anyone else’s—it was simply because she hadn’t met the person who could make her heart race.

This was a secret she had never shared with anyone, a secret buried deep within her.

A secret that belonged only to her.

It was also her first time falling for someone, and she was largely at a loss.

She had left herself an out by not going public with her relationship with Fu Jinghen; she feared that she might not be able to change his heart and didn’t want to end up heartbroken after everyone knew.

Fortunately, effort often pays off. Under Fu Jinghen’s sense of responsibility and with her persistent flirtation, their relationship warmed rapidly.

Even today, when the spokesperson was switched from her to Wen Shu and she was informed by Wen Shu herself, when Jiang Yao furiously denounced Fu Jinghen, Wen Qiao still chose to trust him.

She planned to ask him what was really going on when she got home; as long as he explained, she would believe him.

However, to her surprise, the first thing Fu Jinghen said to her when she got home was that he wanted to call off their engagement.

She was never one to joke about such matters. During past relationships, when conflicts arose, she never brought up breaking up unless she considered it thoroughly.

If the other person suggested breaking up, she wouldn’t care if they were speaking out of anger or anything else; she would accept it as final.

She understood the adage that "spilt water can’t be gathered up again."

The greatest concession she had given Fu Jinghen was to ask herself a question she had never asked before, to give her a reason.

But what did Fu Jinghen say?

There was no reason.

Even while packing her bags she asked him if he had anything else to say to her, hoping that in that moment, Fu Jinghen would retract his words and ask her to stay.

But what did he say?

In that moment, she didn’t want to know anything anymore. Since he had already harbored such thoughts, she would not cling on desperately.

For some reason, her tears came flooding out, growing more numerous with each wipe, until finally, Wen Qiao simply closed her eyes.

She had told Jiang Yao that love was the seasoning of life, without which she could not swallow food, but she also knew that one couldn’t let love starve them to death.

Was it just because of some lousy man that life couldn’t go on?

One doesn’t experience the beauty of mutual affection with just one person in a lifetime.

Perhaps the best is yet to come.