Otherwise, what other excuse could he come up with?
Sheng Youxia's gaze froze rigidly on Fu Shilv's face. "You want me to atone for my sins, and the way to do that is by being with you?"
"To you, isn't Xi Zi Bay the place you least want to return to? Don't you see it as hell?"
Fu Shilv absolutely would not, absolutely could not, watch her be with someone else again.
"I think you're really..." Sheng Youxia's emotions were inexplicably agitated. "Out of your mind!"
Fu Shilv didn't care what she said; this was a thought he'd had for a long time, even though he himself felt it was despicable. This time, he had been scared out of his wits by her fake marriage.
"Think it over?"
"No need to think it over—impossible."
Her rejection was absolute, and her tone was harder than stone.
The two of them remained in a deadlock for a while. Fu Shilv refused to open the door, but the ringing of the phone interrupted the tension. Sheng Youxia thought it might be Xu Lin calling.