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After Xu Chengyang left, Su Wan also prepared to tidy up and head to the Piano Room to practice piano. Just as she changed into a knitted sweater, her phone on the table began to ring with a cheerful ringtone.
Su Wan picked up her phone and saw the caller ID displaying the three big characters: Fu Weiheng. It reminded her of the message he sent this morning, and glancing at the time, it was just past noon. She answered, "Hello..."
"Mm..." His voice on the other end was extremely lazy. "Are you awake?"
"Uh..." Su Wan hesitated; how did he know she had just woken up? She then replied softly, "Mm."
"Weren't you supposed to have class?" He bluntly called her out.
Su Wan: "..."
"Come down." Fu Weiheng's words were concise and his tone deep. "I'm downstairs at your dorm."
Su Wan: "Oh..."
After hanging up, Su Wan looked at herself in the mirror, frowning at the beige knitted sweater she was wearing. Then, almost instinctively, she took it off and quietly pulled out a newly bought dress from her closet to change into before hurriedly heading downstairs.
As soon as she reached the first floor, Su Wan spotted Fu Weiheng leaning against a Phoenix Tree in the distance, holding an unlit cigarette. He wore a dark blue wool coat over a camel-colored turtleneck sweater, his long legs clad in well-fitted jeans, exuding elegance and charm.
Fu Weiheng seemed to sense something and looked up just as he saw Su Wan in her sweater dress, her long black hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her fair face looking delicate and lovely. His heart skipped a beat as he tossed Su Yan into the trash can and walked up to her. "You’re here."
"Mm." Su Wan glanced at him, feeling inexplicably flustered. "Why are you here..."
Fu Weiheng shot her a glance and replied matter-of-factly, "To find my girlfriend."
"...Girlfriend?!"
Su Wan gasped, staring at him with wide eyes. When did she become his girlfriend?
Fu Weiheng remained extremely calm and countered, "Hmm, didn't you say that?"
"What... what did I say..."
Su Wan turned her eyes away in confusion. Clearly, last night after she confessed, Fu Weiheng said nothing and just let her sleep...
Fu Weiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned closer to her face, and spoke in a low voice from above, "What? Are you having second thoughts?"
Su Wan shrank back and glanced at him, "I..."
"Sorry..." He stretched out his long hand, took hers, and added with a hint of playfulness in his tone, "Once a boyfriend is established, no returns allowed."
Su Wan was taken aback for a moment before mumbling with her head down, "There are things I can return..."
Fu Weiheng tightened his grip on her hand and said sharply, "What did you say?"
"Please take care of me." She quickly smiled up at him, trying to cover up her earlier words.
Fu Weiheng was extremely satisfied as he led her away. "Alright, let's go eat."
The road was bustling with traffic under the bright sunshine that had been absent for a while. A lively concerto was playing in the car, perfectly fitting the atmosphere.
Su Wan listened quietly, lightly tapping the rhythm on her leg with the melody. She recognized the piece; it was Paganini's Violin Concerto No. 1 in D major. At this moment, they were just reaching the lively and spirited third movement.
She stole a glance at the handsome man beside her and suddenly recalled the first time she rode in Deity's car; the music then was also by Paganini.
Hmm, it seems Deity really likes Paganini.
"What are you thinking about?"
His rich voice interrupted her thoughts as it blended with the music. Su Wan tilted her head to look at him and replied without thinking, "Paganini."
Her answer surprised Fu Weiheng a bit. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What?"
Su Wan was momentarily taken aback; she couldn't exactly say she was wondering whether he liked Paganini...
"Um... the Paganini Violin Competition next September," she casually mentioned. "Xu Chengyang has signed up and should be discussing it with the Department Head right now."
As if recalling something, she asked, "What piece did you play in the finals back then?"
Fu Weiheng turned right and replied, "Caprice No. 24."
Upon hearing this, Su Wan's eyes lit up. The 24th Caprice by Paganini was her favorite. She leaned slightly toward him and opened up the conversation, "Mr. Fu, what were your feelings after winning the championship?"
Fu Weiheng slowed down the car, gradually steering into a parking space. He lightly pressed the brake and looked at her with a calm expression, saying, "As expected."
"..."
This... this! What blatant boasting! To not take such an unprecedented competition seriously at just fifteen years old—how proud and confident must one be to have such exceptional skill!
Fu Weiheng unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and walked around to open her door. Noticing her sitting there in a daze, he reminded her, "Aren't you getting out?"
Su Wan snapped back to reality, gazing at him with admiration before silently stepping out of the car. Only then did she notice the exquisite and luxurious building in front of her.
Magic Club.
Fu Weiheng closed the car door and locked it before naturally taking her hand as they walked toward the club. "Guan Guan," he called out to her.
Su Wan was busy looking around and absentmindedly replied with a "Hmm."
"Let's change how we address each other, shall we?" His clear, deep voice carried a hint of charm that resonated with her heart like a Double Bass plucking its strings.
Su Wan felt her ears heat up at his last tone and lowered her head, not daring to look at him. "What..."
"My name." He tightened his grip and leaned closer to her ear, "Call my name."
The warm breath suddenly brushed against her heated earlobe, causing Su Wan's heart to tremble. The blood in her chest surged to her cheeks, and a rush of excitement exploded in her mind, leaving her dazed for a moment before she managed to call out, "Neil..."
Fu Weiheng paused for a moment, stunned, then smiled joyfully as he took her into the elevator.
Magic is a high-end venue that combines dining and entertainment. The first floor is the reception hall, luxurious and grand, with a hostess on each side of the entrance, both graceful and beautiful. The second floor is a bar, a place for young people to enjoy their nightlife. The third and fourth floors are game rooms, where business owners come to relax after a few drinks. The fifth floor has private rooms for business meetings. The sixth floor is an exclusive restaurant for members, where all dishes are meticulously prepared by Michelin three-star chefs, offering exquisite flavors—an excellent place for business gatherings.
With a crisp "ding," the elevator doors opened. Fu Weiheng led Su Wan out, and the receptionist approached them gracefully, smiling as she called out, "Mr. Fu."
Fu Weiheng calmly responded, "To the private room."
"Of course, Mr. Fu, this way please." The hostess slightly inclined her body and led them into the restaurant.
This was Su Wan's first time in such a high-end restaurant; she felt somewhat overwhelmed by the environment. She paused at the entrance of the restaurant, squeezed Fu Weiheng's hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Neil, how about we go somewhere else?"
Fu Weiheng glanced at her and replied lightly, "I have money."
Su Wan: "..."
She definitely did not mean to underestimate your wealth...
Once inside the private room, Fu Weiheng gentlemanly pulled out her chair. Su Wan glanced at him before walking over to sit down.
"This club is under Ivan's company," he said as he returned to his seat and skillfully unfolded his napkin at a leisurely pace. "Endless Group holds forty percent of the shares here; they are the largest shareholder."
Su Wan was momentarily taken aback; she finally realized he was explaining what he meant by "having money."
In fact, she was just not used to such an extravagant environment; there was no other meaning behind it.
Su Wan had not yet figured out how to respond when he continued, "I take the first date very seriously. But if you don't like it, I won't come here again next time."
Su Wan fell silent, suddenly recalling their last trip to the amusement park, where he, despite having a fear of heights, willingly accompanied her on the roller coaster. Afterward, he had been so frightened that he was bedridden for a week, yet he described it as a challenge to himself. It seemed he was always accommodating her. A thought crossed her mind, and Su Wan blurted out, "Do you really like me this much?"
His expression turned serious, his gaze intense: "Yes, I like you very much."
Su Wan was taken aback.
When it came to relationships, she only believed in one principle: go with the flow.
She had never even fantasized about what her partner would be like.
Meeting Fu Weiheng was an unexpected turn in her life.
At this moment, what had started as a playful remark unexpectedly received a beautifully heartfelt confession.
A knock on the door brought Su Wan back to reality; she flushed and nervously picked up her water cup to look elsewhere.
The dishes arrived one after another. Once the server closed the door to their private room, Su Wan hesitantly spoke up, "Um, so what about your past girlfriends...?"
"I've never had a girlfriend. Su Wan, before I met you, I had no intention of being in a relationship."
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window and lightly illuminated the dining table. Fu Weiheng's deep eyes glimmered with warmth, and his composed demeanor under the sunlight made Su Wan feel an unusual heat. "But we've only known each other for less than three months..."
Fu Weiheng replied, "It's been four years."
Su Wan was astonished; she had never encountered such an extraordinary man before...
Fu Weiheng continued, "Four years ago, at London Park. I heard you play 'Amazing Grace.'"
Su Wan suddenly recalled that not long ago in the park near her old house, he had asked her to play 'Amazing Grace.'
He smiled, "It's a bit regrettable that before I could walk up to you, you had already left."
Unexpectedly, a moment of hesitation lingered for four years.
"Um, Mr. Fu," Su Wan reminded somewhat awkwardly, "four years ago I was eighteen, just an adult, so I might not have been in a crush with you..."
Fu Weiheng: "..."
After dinner, Fu Weiheng still held her hand as they left. Just as they stepped out of the private room, they encountered an acquaintance in the lobby.
Jiang Zhi Yan spotted the two holding hands from a distance and then stood before them with a graceful posture and a strange smile: "Congratulations to both of you."
Su Wan felt embarrassed and silently pulled her hand back to hide it behind her.
Fu Weiheng glanced at him without changing his expression: "Are you free lately?"
Jiang Zhi Yan pouted: "Aside from having quite a few classes at school, it's fine."
With that, Fu Weiheng raised his eyelids and took Su Wan's hand again, saying unceremoniously, "Well, we're busy. You do as you please."
"…"
Watching the two leave, Jiang Zhi Yan was left speechless and frustrated, suddenly turning around to head back to the private room.
"Jiang Lawyer!"
Jiang Zhi Yan instinctively turned back and saw Su Wan standing alone behind him.
"What’s up?" Jiang Zhi Yan was taken aback and walked up to her.
Su Wan leaned slightly and said, "Jiang Lawyer, thank you for last time."
Jiang Zhi Yan waved his hand, "It's nothing, just a small matter."
Su Wan smiled, "Next time, I’ll treat you to a meal with my friends."
Jiang Zhi Yan looked over at Fu Weiheng, who was standing far away in front of the elevator, and said with a smile, "No need for a meal; consider it repaying you for helping me buy water last time."
Su Wan was taken aback, "Oh, that was really a small matter..."
"Since it's all small matters, let's call it even," Jiang Zhi Yan replied. "You should go now; Neil is waiting."
Su Wan nodded thoughtfully, realizing there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. She sincerely thanked him again, saying, "Thank you so much, Jiang Lawyer. I’ll take my leave now. Goodbye."
"Bye," Jiang Zhi Yan waved at her but found his thoughts drifting away.
It seemed he had heard such a voice somewhere before.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang. Thank you."
The soft voice tinged with tears suddenly echoed in his mind. Jiang Zhi Yan frowned and instinctively recalled an old memory.
It was winter six years ago when he happened to be staying at his aunt's house in London. That day, heavy snow was falling outside, blanketing everything in white as the temperature dropped sharply. It was that afternoon when he was home alone and received an overseas call from China.
A girl's muffled voice came through the line, "Hello, may I ask... is Ms. Jiang Yun there?"
Jiang Zhi Yan paused for a moment before replying, "She is out on business."
There was a brief silence on the other end before the voice continued, "May I ask who you are?"
Jiang Zhi Yan responded, "My surname is Jiang."
"Mr. Jiang, could you please pass on a message for me?" The girl spoke sincerely.
Jiang Zhi Yan pondered for a moment and replied, "Sure."
The ancient clock on the wall ticked away, its crisp sound starkly contrasting with the heavy, oppressive breaths coming from the phone in the otherwise silent house.
"Please tell her," the girl slowly began, her voice trembling with despair as if she had exhausted all her courage, "please, no, beg her, beg her to come see my father, please."
Jiang Zhi Yan felt a tremor in his fingertips as he held the phone. After a long pause, he said, "I understand."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang. Thank you," she choked out repeatedly.
"What is your name? So I can pass it on."
There was a long silence on the other end before she finally answered.
"My name is Su Wan," she said. "Su as in 'revive,' and Wan as in 'smile.'"
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