CHAPTER 1443: CHAPTER 1366: THE REPLICA

Ye Ranran nodded, the leadership transition was coming up, and apart from the Fu Family, others were coveting that position like it was the ancient throne.

Before the candidate was confirmed, there would be a fierce battle, and that was just an appetizer. The real storm of bloodshed was yet to come.

Even after the candidate was selected, in the first one or two years, many still harbored intentions to move. By the third or fourth year, if capable, one could securely hold the position.

However, a slight misstep could lead to being pulled down and completely destroyed.

Fu Rong’s goal was that position, his choice of others was because they were more useful, right? She could help him.

But couldn’t she do the same? Ye Ranran’s nails unconsciously dug into her flesh. Over the years, hadn’t she helped him enough?

She even took a bullet for him.

"Xiao Cai." Wen Li looked at her worriedly.

Ye Ranran suddenly came back to her senses, panic flashed through her heart. What was she thinking? How could she think that way?

In love, the most taboo is to let love turn into hate, as it would lead to demonic obstacles, causing one to do things beyond one’s own belief.

She didn’t want to go down that path. Her love for Fu Rong was her own affair, and Fu Rong’s lack of love for her was his business.

There was no law or regulation that stipulated that if she loved someone, the other person must love her back.

A love that resorts to any means is truly terrifying.

"What are you thinking about?" Perhaps her face was too twisted, Wen Li looked at her with deep concern.

Ye Ranran adjusted her expression, maybe she had come to a realization, her brows and eyes slightly relaxed, with a faint smile and a sense of relief: "Nothing."

"Xiao Cai, you’re the best; it’s his loss for not seeing that," Wen Li said gently, stroking her hair.

Ye Ranran’s eyes reddened slightly, her words filled with all her sorrow and grievances: "Brother, I understand, love cannot be forced, and some people are doomed to never obtain it."

It’s a pity she only realized this now. If she had understood earlier, perhaps she would have been married and had children by now, instead of clinging to it hopelessly.

"It’s not too late to understand now. Later, he will realize, missing out on you will be his great loss." At this moment, Wen Li truly treated Ye Ranran as his own sister.

In the end, the person she loved most had never said ’I love you’, yet she was willing to sacrifice everything for him.

Many times, he wanted to ask that person if he regretted it, otherwise, why create a replica?

Why go to such great lengths to create a world detached from reality for the current Wen Cai?

Just like that, could he pretend nothing had ever happened? Could he deceive himself and believe Wen Cai was still alive?

"Brother, thank you. With your comfort, I feel less sad," Ye Ranran’s mood returned to calm.

Wen Li was a bit at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "How can you still act like a child?"

"In your eyes, am I not just a child?"

After resting for two days, Fu Rong sent Ye Ranran back to work.

"Secretary Wen, I hope you understand, you are my secretary. If you no longer wish to do this, you can just tell me," Fu Rong’s voice was cold and merciless over the phone.

Ye Ranran was so angry her chest heaved and her teeth nearly cracked, but ultimately she gritted her teeth and said: "I’ll come right now."

Fu Rong had no more to say and hung up the phone.

In the past, it was always Wen Cai who would give in to him, a tantrum lasting two days would pass, but now it had been three days without any contact from her, and he finally panicked.

He called intending to have a good talk with her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it turned out like this.