Chapter 58: Will They Get Back Together?

Fu Siyen’s gaze suddenly hardened. Just how much more was Mu Yinyin hiding from him?

Mu Yinyin looked at him with utter disdain, her voice cutting through the air without hesitation. “The Fu Group is indeed powerful, but it doesn’t mean I have to be impressed. President Fu, evil deeds will lead to your own downfall. It’s always wise to leave yourself a way out.”

Nan Shiqing was stunned. What arrogance! What did this wretched woman mean by her trump card not being just “Stardust”? What else was she hiding? Over the years, just what had Mu Yinyin concealed from her? Why was she always kept in the dark, always deceived?

From Mu Yinyin’s words, it was clear—she wasn’t afraid of the Fu Group at all. She couldn’t just be bluffing, could she? But at a moment like this, to bluff would be irrational...

Nan Shiqing was nearly driven mad with fury, but in the presence of Fu Siyen, she had no choice but to restrain herself.

How could Mu Yinyin have hidden herself so well all these years?

Unable to control herself, Nan Shiqing looked at Mu Yinyin, her voice trembling with disbelief. “Sister... all these years, you’ve hidden so much from me. You always said you treated me like your own sister, but why didn’t you ever tell me anything? Sister, have you never truly seen me as family?”

She was on the verge of tears, but as if unwilling to cause a scene in public, she forced herself to keep her composure, making her appear even more pitiable.

Mu Yinyin let out a cold laugh. “Yes, I truly regret the days when I was blind enough to treat you as my sister. Otherwise, how do you think all those troubles you confided in me were resolved?”

Nan Shiqing’s expression froze. In an instant, she looked at Mu Yinyin in shock. “It was all you...?!”

The irony in Mu Yinyin’s eyes deepened. “You were such a good actress back then. I just wanted to protect you, not suffocate you, nor did I want you to feel indebted to me or to give too much in return out of gratitude.”

She scoffed lightly. “Looking back now, I was overthinking. You only ever used me, why would you be grateful? I’m actually glad I hid everything from you, not wanting you to feel obliged. Otherwise, you’d have deceived me out of everything I had.”

Nan Shiqing was speechless.

She must have played her part too well, or how else could she have known nothing?

She bit her lip, shaking her head in feigned innocence. “Sister, I never pretended... I don’t know why you suddenly became so distant. But—”

Before she could finish, Mu Yinyin had already lost interest. She glanced indifferently at Fu Siyen. “Xiao Qi told me you wanted to discuss a collaboration in person. President Fu, is it because you’re so nostalgic that you insisted I come to you myself?”

Nan Shiqing was stunned. What was this about? She immediately turned to Fu Siyen, her eyes filled with worry and panic. Don’t agree to Mu Yinyin! Don’t agree!

You mustn’t agree!

“I’ll come to your office this afternoon to meet you. Will you be available, President Fu?”

Fu Siyen’s expression was icy, but before he could speak, a magnetic voice interrupted them.

“So this is where you all are.” With those words, Lu Sinian strode over.

Seeing Fu Siyen, he spoke with mild surprise. “I didn’t expect to see you all dining here as well.”

A vein pulsed visibly on Fu Siyen’s forehead. So! Mu Yinyin had come here to dine with Lu Sinian!

Well then! How impressive! She had barely divorced him and already found Lu Sinian. Truly remarkable!

Fu Siyen gave a curt nod, a forced greeting as he struggled to contain his fury.

Nan Shiqing was secretly overjoyed—Lu Sinian’s arrival was perfect timing! She quickly collected herself and feigned surprise. “Oh? Sister, did you come to dine with President Fu? Are you discussing business?”

Mu Yinyin shot her a cold glance, lips curling slightly. “Take care of yourself.”

With that, she turned her attention to Lu Sinian. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Lu Sinian smiled gently. “It’s alright, there’s no rush.”

Mu Yinyin nodded. “Let’s head back, then.”

She had said all she needed to say. Whether Fu Siyen accepted the collaboration or not, she would still visit him that afternoon. She understood his nature well—no matter what happened, profit always came first. After reviewing the proposal, she was certain he would agree.

Lu Sinian nodded to Fu Siyen. “Let’s have a meal together sometime.”

Fu Siyen pressed his lips together, his face grim, and said nothing in reply, only giving a perfunctory nod. His ex-wife, dining with his business partner—yet Lu Sinian was oblivious, and Fu Siyen had no intention of explaining. All at once, Fu Siyen felt as if he had swallowed his grievances in silence.

Without so much as a backward glance, Mu Yinyin strode away with Lu Sinian, her heels clicking as they headed for their private room.

At the entrance, only Nan Shiqing and Fu Siyen remained. Nan Shiqing’s eyes darted nervously as she looked at him. “Siyen, I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to, I was just worried about you...”

Fu Siyen fixed his gaze on her pale face, remaining silent, but the force of his stare unsettled Nan Shiqing.

Had Fu Siyen... realized something?

Suddenly, she didn’t dare meet his eyes and lowered her head.

Before she could dwell on it further, he walked past her with a cold, “Let’s eat.”

Just three words—no more. Nan Shiqing turned, staring incredulously at his retreating back.

Why had Fu Siyen changed so much? In the past, a little performance on her part would have softened him, and he’d coax her patiently. But now, what had happened?

Was it just because Mu Yinyin had changed, that he had to change too? But they were already divorced!

Nan Shiqing wanted to say something, but she didn’t know what. Too much had happened just now, and Mu Yinyin’s coldness had truly caught her off guard. She never thought Mu Yinyin could be like this.

And Fu Siyen... was he really regretting it? Was it only his pride stopping him from admitting it? If he truly realized his feelings, would he try to reconcile with Mu Yinyin?

No matter how heartless Mu Yinyin’s words had been, Nan Shiqing had witnessed her love for Fu Siyen over the years. If Fu Siyen sincerely tried to make amends, perhaps Mu Yinyin would accept.

What should she do? She had schemed for years to get them divorced; she couldn’t let all her efforts go to waste now.

Biting her lip in frustration, Nan Shiqing trailed after Fu Siyen.

By now, the waiter had begun serving their food, but throughout the meal, Fu Siyen showed no interest in eating.

Even as Nan Shiqing picked up her chopsticks, Fu Siyen didn’t touch his.