Chapter 696: Meeting Fu Jian

The words hit harder than any of his grandfather's cruel insults.

Fu Jian's heart felt like it was cracking, but he bit his lip, refusing to let a single tear fall.

"Fine," he whispered. "Thanks for being honest."

"Hm...don't you have Yu Sicong? You should try to call him. Maybe he will help you." Bei Han suggested.

A bitter smile appeared on Fu Jian's face.

Yu Sicong? That guy would love to hear that he was down. After all, Yu Sicong never had feelings for him. 

It was his own fantasy.

He hung up the phone before Bei Han could say another word.

The old woman was still standing there, watching him with worried eyes.

Fu Jian handed her back the phone with a small, tight smile.

"Thank you," he said quietly.

The old woman looked at him, her eyes soft with pity. "Are you… are you okay, dear?" she asked gently.

Fu Jian shook his head, but he forced a weak smile. "I'll be fine. Thank you again."