Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255: Fuming on His Own Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255: Fuming on His Own “I heard there’s a forum that’s really hot these days, people gossip there every day,” he thought. He decided to go there for advice.

Ruan Tianling quickly found the forum, registered a username, and posted his question.

“[I’m fat and have always been troubled by obesity. I love eating ice cream, but the doctor advised me to stay away from it. However, I can’t live without ice cream. What should I do? Eat or decisively stay away for the sake of losing weight?]”

Replies quickly followed beneath his post.

“[You’re already out of shape and still eating, are you a pig?]”

“[Obviously, you should decisively stay away for the sake of losing weight and go all the way!]”

“[Is ice cream tasty? I’d rather eat KFC~~]”

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One after another, the suggestions were all for him to stay away from ice cream.

Ruan Tianling stared dejectedly at these replies; they weren’t him–they shouldn’t speak so lightly!

Moreover, he had been foolish to ask such a question.

Just as he was about to shut down the computer, another reply appeared.

“[If you love ice cream that much, just make some ice cream models and display them at home for some consolation.]”

Was he supposed to make a few lifelike models of Jian Yufei?

That’s ridiculous; she’s not an inflatable doll!

“[Bro, if you want to eat, just eat. Don’t suppress yourself…]”

Suddenly seeing this reply, Ruan Tianling felt much better.

He too felt that if he wanted to eat, he should just eat and not harm himself.

Just as he thought he had found a sympathizer, that person replied again.

“[But hey, if you get fat, that’s your problem, not mine, haha…]”

“Snap–” Ruan Tianling abruptly closed the laptop.

The people online were so boring, utterly boring!

Ruan Tianling leaned back heavily in his chair, his face grim.

He was angry, not at someone else, but at himself.

He was furious that he couldn’t be heartless and ruthless, and even more angry at his indecisive self and his heart that he couldn’t control.

Since when had he become like this… Jian Yufei, give me back the old me…

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Jian Yufei had never received a reply from Ruan Tianling.

Actually, she knew that he was unlikely to reply.

She hadn’t deliberately waited for his reply, but his complete silence made her feel a slight disappointment.

…

The house had already been vacated, and all her belongings were packed.

She sold her car; everything was taken care of, and of course, the day of departure was soon approaching.

Mi Sha handed her the plane tickets and documents: “Tomorrow’s flight, I can finally take you back.”

“Did you talk to your boss?”

“Of course, I did. The boss said I completed the task, and when I return, he will give me any reward I want.” Mi Sha raised her eyebrows, clearly looking forward to the reward she would receive.

Jian Yufei looked at the plane ticket in her hand, silent.

For Mi Sha, being able to take her away was enough. She wouldn’t care about her feelings; she just treated her as a task.

But she couldn’t be as heartless and carefree as her.

Even if she left, she couldn’t forget everything here.

Ruan Tianling–she would always miss him in her heart, always love him.

Mi Sha leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs on the coffee table, and casually turned on the TV.

“Did you know? This mission is the safest one I’ve completed so far,