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That night, while Xu Chengyang was boredly scrolling through his social media feed, he was unexpectedly hit with a wave of couple posts—
The first post:
[Guan Guan's Fu Wei Hang: Birthday wish: to have a Mrs. Fu.]
Accompanied by a picture of Su Wan looking down while cutting a cake.
……
The comments were as follows—
[Mrs. Fu's Little Chengyang]: Your Mrs. Fu is simply stunning, Mr. Fu, you better seize her!
[Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye]: Mr. Fu, your birthday wish will soon come true.
Jiang: My heart aches…
Jin: Christmas Eve wish: to have a younger sibling.
Ivan: Christmas Eve wish: for my wife's wish to come true.
……
The second post:
[Swan: Mr. Fu, happy birthday.]
Image: A Mousse Birthday Cake with the candles blown out.
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Comments as follows——
Mrs. Fu's Little Chengyang: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers].
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers].
Wangzai Little Radish: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers].
Jin: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers].
Mumu Baby: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers]. On Christmas Eve, I was showered with dog food; let me eat an apple to calm my nerves...
Mozart's Little Brother: In just a week, I've seen you show off your love twice, Goddess [heartbroken].
Jiang: Dog slaughter...
Mendeljin: Happy Birthday to our man of Orchestral Flower!!!
Bridge: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers].
Amin: Happy Birthday to Mr. Fu, wishing Mrs. Fu and him a happy and fulfilling life, with many descendants [throws flowers].
……
That night, due to curfew restrictions, Fu Weiheng still sent Su Wan back to her dormitory. Mr. Fu was extremely reluctant, but what could he do? Without proper justification, he dared not act recklessly.
Regarding this dinner, Su Wan's bulging wallet ultimately did not deflate, because Mr. Fu is a shareholder and does not need to pay for his consumption here; he can just keep a tab...
Thus, Su Wan felt an incredible surprise inside.
As night fell, Fu Weiheng parked the Cayenne on the driveway not far from the residential area. Su Wan lowered her head to unbuckle her seatbelt and was about to open the car door when the man in the driver's seat locked it with a click.
Su Wan retracted her hand from the door and turned to look at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Fu Weiheng remained silent, reaching out to adjust the button, moving the driver's seat back a bit. Then he turned sideways, wrapped his arms around her armpits, and with a forceful pull, he brought her face-to-face and seated her on his lap.
Suddenly lifted into the air, Su Wan let out a surprised gasp. When she raised her eyes again, she unexpectedly met his dark and deep gaze. She pressed her hands against his shoulders, trying to get up, but Fu Weiheng shifted his palm slightly to wrap around her waist, holding her tightly in his embrace.
A few rustling footsteps passed nearby the car, and Su Wan felt so embarrassed that she thought her ears might bleed. She glanced at the pedestrians in the distance, biting her lip and lowering her gaze, not daring to look at him. "Neil, let go."
The next moment, his lips came down on hers—urgent and heated. He extended his tongue boldly into her mouth, demanding without restraint. His large hand slipped under the hem of her coat, brushing against her waist through the slightly thin fabric of her dress. Seemingly unsatisfied, he continued to explore upward, covering that soft mound.
Su Wan trembled all over and awkwardly twisted her waist while clinging to his shoulders.
"Don't move—" His breathing grew heavier, his voice low and filled with desire. Su Wan immediately froze in place, too afraid to move.
Time seemed to stretch indefinitely until he withdrew his wandering hand and buried his head in the crook of her neck, speaking in a deep tone: "Guan Guan, come live with me."
His tousled hair brushed against Su Wan's nose as she inhaled his refreshing scent. Blushing furiously, she murmured, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate? I haven't graduated yet..."
The man lifted his head to press against her nose. After a moment of silence without further persuasion, he softly replied, "I’ll listen to you."
Su Wan said, "Then... I should go back; curfew is approaching..."
Fu Weiheng replied, "Let me hold you for a little longer."
After watching Su Wan go upstairs, Fu Weiheng walked back to the Cayenne. Just as he unlocked the car and sat down, his phone, which had been resting on the dashboard, suddenly buzzed with a notification sound, and a WeChat message popped up.
Fu Weiheng started the car with one hand while picking up his phone to unlock it and check. It was a WeChat message from Fu Weijin—
Jin: Neil, I'm sending you an extra birthday gift [smirk].
Following that was a screenshot of a chat history, and Fu Weiheng clicked to enlarge the image.
The content was—
[Jin: I’ll pick up the cake later and put it in the restaurant. You guys enjoy yourselves tonight [smirk]. I won’t be joining, but I guess Neil hasn’t remembered that today is his birthday.
Jin: He usually doesn’t pay much attention to these things. In previous years, he was always busy with work and preparing for the Performance meeting, so he hardly celebrated. This year, with you around, he can finally have a proper birthday. Guan Guan, you’re thoughtful.
Guan Guan: I will be with him, always.]
Looking at that brief message, Fu Weiheng couldn't help but smile, his lips curving into a grin.
In the quiet of the night, sitting in the Cayenne, he smiled like a teenager.
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