Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 122 Apology Letter, I hope you keep your word.

Fu Qinian's gaze towards Song Jinwei became more sincere, and he said tenderly, "Weiwei, I'm sorry to have troubled you and Fu Siyue to be so hypocritical."

Song Jin shook her head slightly and leaned against Fu Qinian's chest. "As long as it's for Brother Qinian, this little bit of grievance is nothing."

"Weiwei, you are so good to me. I will never let you down in this life."

"Weiwei, let's write the self-criticism first. It must be written by you, otherwise Fu Siyue will easily see through it." With a plan in mind, Fu Qinian didn't want to wait a moment longer.

"But I'm so tired. You exhausted me last night. Can you write it later?" Song Jinwei pouted and complained coquettishly. She had written many self-criticisms before and was already quite skilled at it, but in order to prevent Fu Siyue from becoming suspicious too quickly, the self-criticism had to be several pages long. Such a long explanation still made Song Jinwei extremely annoyed and lazy, and she even regretted suggesting this method.

Fu Qinian held her hand tightly and kissed her ring finger. "Weiwei, don't you want to marry me soon?"

"People who love each other should want to be together every second."

Song Jinwei was persuaded, "Okay." She was really tired, and she had been getting more and more tired lately. Sometimes she would even vomit and feel nauseous. It was strange. Maybe she ate something bad, or maybe her previous fasting had caused some minor stomach problems.

In the afternoon, Song Jinwei was to return to the Fu family home before Fu Siyue.

As soon as Fu Siyue returned, she eagerly went to greet him and even took over the task of getting his coat from Lin Feng, offering to take the coat herself.

"You're finally back. I've been waiting for you for so long."

Fu Siyue's eyes were cold and indifferent, his face was hard and unsmiling, and his sharp features showed no inhumanity.

He ignored Song Jinwei and walked straight past her.

Song Jin gritted her teeth, and thinking about what she had to do later, she became even more attentive to Fu Siyue.

"Fu Siyue, it's been so long since we've had a proper meal together. Let's sit down and eat together when it's lunchtime." Before, she would either eat alone in her room or skip meals altogether.

Are you thirsty? Would you like me to get you a glass of water?

"By the way, does your head still hurt? How about I give you a massage, or I can sing you a song?"

As Fu Siyue listened to Song Jinwei's incessant chatter in his ear, his head, which hadn't hurt before, began to throb slightly, and his nerves started to twitch.

Hearing Song Jinwei's earnest words, he only felt irony. When he needed Song Jinwei, she didn't even glance at him and tried to worsen his headache. When he didn't need Song Jinwei and let go of his obsession, Song Jinwei rushed to please him.

He certainly didn't think Song Jinwei had changed her mind; she was always unsolicited and eager to please, and there was no other reason than ulterior motive.

After returning to his room, Fu Siyue went to the study.

Song Jinwei hung his coat on the clothes rack in the room, and hesitated when she followed him into the study.

She remembered Jiang Liwu's warning not to enter the study again, and the invisible killing intent hidden in her calm eyes. She felt a chill run down her spine and a shivering sensation that made her skin crawl.

But Jiang Liwu was already gone, so what was she afraid of? Even if she went into the study a hundred times, she wouldn't know.

Moreover, this is the Fu family home. Jiang Liwu is someone who has been kicked out. How can she have the right to make decisions?

"Get out." Fu Siyue sat down in his chair, raising his cold and murderous eyes.

Song Jinwei, of course, refused. She quickly walked to the table and said, "Fu Siyue, I'm here to apologize to you. I've thought it through carefully these past few days. I will never go to see Fu Qinian behind your back again. I will never go against you or make you angry again. I will stay by your side and accompany you like when we were little, and sing for you, okay?"

Fu Siyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he remained unmoved and did not look at Song Jinwei, continuing to handle the work at hand.

If only I had said that to him sooner.

“I realized that I didn’t like or love Fu Qinian that much at all. It was just that the pressure and separation of this relationship made me rebellious. I thought that this feeling of being at odds with the whole world and having no one agree with me was liking or loving him. I was just impulsive and misunderstood this relationship.”

“I know you made Jiang Liwu move into the Fu family to make me jealous, and I admit you succeeded. Seeing how gentle and attentive you are to Jiang Liwu, and how you even help her bully me, I was so jealous and angry. That's why I chose Fu Qinian in front of you, just to spite you. Now I don't plan to see Fu Qinian anymore, and Jiang Liwu has left the Fu family. Fu Siyue, let's stop arguing, okay? Let's make up.”

Song Jinwei placed the letter of self-criticism in front of Fu Siyue.

Fu Siyue's head throbbed even more from her string of words. He pressed his temples and glanced at the handwriting on the self-criticism, which was indeed Song Jinwei's own.

Why is Song Jinwei so obedient? Has she really seen through Fu Qinian?

"Did Fu Qinian make you suffer?"

"Um……"

Is it because you've been wronged that you're thinking about home?

Song Jinwei didn't look like she had suffered any great injustice. Fu Siyue knew that if Song Jinwei discovered that Fu Qinian had done something to wrong her, she would definitely cause a huge uproar and would never be as calm as she was now.

But Fu Siyue still picked up the self-criticism.

He did let go of his obsession and affection for Song Jinwei, but Song Jinwei was still a member of the Fu family, their adopted daughter. He couldn't just abandon her and ignore her completely.

The self-criticism was indeed written sincerely and showed considerable thought.

"I hope you keep your word. Now you can leave." Fu Siyue threw the letter of apology back on the table and let Song Jinwei take it away.

It wasn't just Song Jinwei's words that gave him a headache; even when Song Jinwei wasn't speaking, just looking at her would give him a headache, and the longer it went on, the more unbearable the pulling sensation of the pain became.

"I will definitely keep my word." Song Jinwei's tone and expression were very firm, as if she was serious. She turned around and stopped halfway, put the last signed page of the contract that she had prepared in advance under the letter of self-criticism, and then came back.

She lifted the letter of apology, revealing the signature section. "So, have you forgiven me? If you have forgiven me, then sign my letter of apology. If you sign it, I will believe you, and I will feel at ease."

There were pens on the table, and Song Jinwei picked up a black pen and placed it next to Fu Siyue.

Fu Siyue picked up the pen, opened the cap, and a tiny speck of ink, the size of a sesame seed, fell onto the paper. Song Jinwei's eyes lit up with joy, and her heart pounded. She couldn't wait to take the red inkpad as well, saying, "After you sign, stamp it."

Fu Siyue's gaze was as deep and cold as the sea, his eyes staring at him without any emotion, a calm that saw through everything before the storm.