Fu Yihan leaned back, his whole body sinking into the sofa.
"I want all of you to return to me everything that belongs to me."
"Belongs to you? Take a good look at yourself. Who do you think you are? What kind of person, what kind of status, do you have?"
Fu Yanfei burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Her expression grew increasingly mocking and disdainful.
At this moment, Fu Yanfei could clearly see what Fu Yihan truly desired in his heart.
But Fu Yanfei was even more certain that no matter how much Fu Yihan wanted, he would ultimately never get it.
"What do you mean by laughing like that?"
Fu Yihan initially wanted to clarify things with Fu Yanfei.
But now, judging by the situation, it seemed far from being easy.
"I just have this vague feeling that you are working so hard, but what you end up with might not be what you really want."
Fu Yanfei suddenly shifted away from her earlier seriousness.
