He stood there quietly, his expression so calm it seemed unreal.
He only said: “If you don’t want to get engaged, that’s fine too…”
Lin Bei couldn’t take it anymore: “Enough! Fu Yusen, leave now, don’t disturb Jiang Nuan’s peace here!”
She had hoped for Jiang Nuan’s final rest, to see the man she loved for so many years.
Now it seemed she was terribly wrong.
Lin Bei now understood why Jiang Nuan was lying there; she had no more attachment to this world.
Lin Bei also blamed herself, tears streaming down again: “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have blamed everything on you. I knew how sensitive you were, yet I left you alone.”
“Jiang Nuan, I’m sorry.”
Lin Bei dared not recall the scene when she found Jiang Nuan.
In such cold seawater, Jiang Nuan lay there so quietly, so frail, so pale.
Lin Bei was unwilling to believe it, yet she saw the tattoo on Jiang Nuan’s wrist.
That tattoo Jiang Nuan never washed off, which they once used to mark their eternal bond.
At that moment, all the hatred and loathing dissipated.
She finally believed in Jiang Nuan, but it was after her death!
Fu Yusen stood there, looking at Lin Bei, his expression finally showing some emotion: “Lin Bei, should I say you and Jiang Nuan truly are best friends? Both with such refined acting skills.”
His demeanor exuded a chilling authority: “Jiang Nuan cannot be dead.”
Lin Bei stood up: “Fu Yusen, I won’t force you to believe me. Her affairs will be handled by me.”
Fu Yusen’s gaze fell on the woman in the grave, something stirring in his eyes, but he forced it down.
“Do as you wish.” Fu Yusen turned his back, adding, “But this person’s tombstone cannot bear Jiang Nuan’s name.”
Lin Bei’s eyes widened: “Fu Yusen, are you insane!”
“She’s not Jiang Nuan. Without my permission, no one can erect a monument for Jiang Nuan.”
Fu Yusen walked out, his figure as imposing as ever.
Lin Bei watched his retreating figure, suddenly feeling like laughing.
“Jiang Nuan, look, even someone as formidable as Fu Yusen can be in denial.”
Fu Yusen returned to the hotel, outwardly as calm as ever, but his heart was in turmoil.
