Chapter 897

Fu Wenxi remained silent, sitting quietly by the bedside as she gazed at Li Jingyu. Her feelings for him... were complicated. From their very first encounter, she had felt an overwhelming urge to possess and protect him. When he presented himself as a gold-digger in financial straits, she had wanted to shower him with money—to indulge him, to prop up his pride and vanity. But it had all been a lie. He was never short of money. Instead, he was a carefree playboy, flitting from one woman to another... At the time, Fu Wenxi had thought bitterly that her entire life had been spent walking on thin ice, cautious and guarded—only to be deceived, heart and soul, by some frivolous womanizer. She had felt nothing but foolish. Yet upon reflection, perhaps it was for the best. Someone like her, with a fractured upbringing and scars that ran too deep, was never meant for a love story with a happy ending. And love had never been her priority to begin with. "You should go back to sleep," Fu Wenxi sai