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New Year's Eve, the reunion dinner.
Su Yue and Old Qin had been busy in the kitchen since they returned from the supermarket in the afternoon, and the dishes were still not ready.
Su Wan glanced at the time, it was 5:25 PM.
So she got up from the sofa, intending to help in the kitchen, but as expected, she was chased out by Su Yue, who said, "This kitchen is for me and Old Qin. You kids stay in the living room!"
Fine.
Su Wan shrugged helplessly and returned to the living room, where she saw Qin Yan fiddling with his computer and Qin Mu watching a drama. Ultimately, she turned back to her room.
As usual, she opened WeChat on her phone, and Xu Chengyang and Yao Ye happened to be calling for her in the group—
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Consorts, have you eaten yet! [Cute]
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: Beauties, have you eaten yet! [Smile]
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Where's my Guan Guan!
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: Xu Chengyang, I just discovered something incredible.
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: ???
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: Jinjin's Little Chengyang... tightly... little, Cheng, Yang. [Naughty]
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: ……………………… Go to hell!
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Hahahahaha...
Swan: ...
Swan: Have you eaten?
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: My mom hasn't finished cooking yet, and a bunch of little brats came over to my house. I'm about to go crazy!!
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: A whole crowd of relatives just showed up at my place, and every year they put on a dramatic family show at this exact moment—The Heart of the Storm [smile].
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Impressive, Jinjin Yang, I concede [fist].
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Go die!
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Guan Guan, how's the long-distance relationship with your Mr. Fu?
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: How is it?
Swan: Thinking about it like crazy?
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Caught off guard by another wave of dog food [manual goodbye].
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Now that's impressive—vibrant and hazy.
Exiting the chat interface, Su Wan casually opened the pinned chat window and sent a WeChat message to someone she was "thinking about like crazy"—
Swan: Neil, have you guys gone to the restaurant?
A minute later, Mr. Fu directly sent a WeChat video call. Su Wan was stunned for two seconds before answering.
On the screen was the scene of his bedroom. The phone was probably propped up on the bedside cabinet, with the camera facing directly at his wardrobe, but the image was empty.
Then Su Wan heard footsteps approaching from that direction, a tall figure coming closer.
Fu Weiheng had likely just taken a shower, standing at the bedside in a black loungewear set, drying his hair with a towel. The camera angle was low, and all of Su Wan's attention was on his long legs.
Mr. Fu casually dried his damp hair a few times, took a small step toward the camera, and sat down by the bed. Looking at the calm and beautiful face on the screen, his voice unconsciously softened a bit: "Haven't you eaten yet?"
Su Wan nodded hesitantly: "Aren't you guys leaving?"
"Yeah, we booked a table at six-thirty," Fu Weiheng replied as he lifted his hand to unbutton two buttons of his loungewear. He stood up and went to open the wardrobe door, taking out a black sweater and a dark gray toggle coat, tossing them onto the bed before continuing to unbutton what he hadn't finished.
Su Wan was stunned.
Was he going to... change clothes?
While she was lost in thought, Fu Weiheng had already unbuttoned all of his clothing and took it off without a care for anyone else. The camera captured him from the side, allowing Su Wan to clearly see the smooth lines of his V-shaped torso and several faint abdominal muscles.
Her face flushed red as she stared at that perfect male figure for quite some time, completely forgetting to hang up.
"Do you like it?" he suddenly glanced over.
Su Wan couldn't help but swallow hard and instinctively nodded: "It's nice..."
He grabbed the black sweater, rolling it in his hands but not intending to put it on. Instead, he stepped forward boldly, presenting his bare body to the camera, slightly leaning forward with a smirk: "Do you want to touch?"
His deep, slow voice carried an alluring charm, inviting her sincerely—come touch me.
Su Wan felt her face heat up instantly, blushing like a shrimp just pulled from boiling water.
She hurriedly lowered her gaze, shifting the camera to another direction, trying to cover up: "I... I have to hang up now."
With that, she didn't give him a chance to respond and directly tapped the red circle to end the call.
Fu Weiheng looked at the suddenly disconnected video, momentarily stunned, then burst into silent laughter.
Well, she still couldn't resist being teased.
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On the way to the hotel, Old Master Fu unexpectedly took the initiative to suggest going with Fu Weiheng.
Mu Qing and Fu Yiyuan both understood that the old man had ulterior motives, so they took Ye Fan and rode in Ye Yinhua's car ahead of them.
In the Bentley V8, it was driven by the butler Vincent.
Fu Weiheng sat calmly in the back seat, glancing at the old man who was currently closing his eyes with an imposing presence. He had always been aware of what was going on.
Old Master Fu had always been the most authoritative figure in the Fu Family. Perhaps having served as a soldier for over a decade in his youth gave him a dignified and solemn aura. Even now, at over sixty years old, it couldn't change the respect and admiration Fu Weiheng felt for him since childhood. Therefore, he dared not voice his discontent regarding the old man's sometimes stubborn ideas.
The car remained silent for an unknown duration, filled only with the steady sound of wind outside.
Just when Fu Weiheng thought this silent drama would continue until they reached the hotel, Fu Quan suddenly spoke up. His voice was hoarse and carried an unexplainable tone: "That girl is also from Yan Chuan?"
Fu Weiheng naturally understood who he was referring to. He licked his dry lips and felt inexplicably nervous: "Yes, she is from Yan Chuan, but her family is in Yishi."
Fu Quan opened his eyes and gazed out at the street scenery before asking again: "I heard she is from the Jiang family?"
Fu Weiheng was taken aback; he was somewhat surprised that the old man had learned about Su Wan's background so quickly. However, given the situation, he could only answer honestly: "Yes."
"Mm." Fu Quan dragged out the sound, shifting his gaze from the window to Fu Weiheng, who was sitting upright. "When are you getting married?"
Fu Weiheng was taken aback again, suddenly feeling that the old man was completely different from his usual decisive self. The wrinkles on his face seemed to hold a hint of meaningful laughter. However, despite the surprise, the old man's approval was what he wanted most. His heart settled instantly, and he smiled, "It depends on her."
"Wei Hang, I don't care which family she comes from..." Fu Quan raised his hand and patted his shoulder, speaking earnestly, "Once she marries into the Fu Family, she becomes part of the Fu Family. You must treat her well and not let her suffer any grievances."
"Grandpa." Fu Weiheng nodded, his eyes filled with determination and calmness as he said, "I will."
On New Year's Eve, after having dinner, families gathered in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Su Wan had never been very interested in such programs. After sitting in the living room for a while, she returned to her room to read.
At ten o'clock in the evening, with two hours left until the first day of the new year, Su Wan did not have the habit of staying up late. After reading in bed for an hour and feeling a bit tired, she got up to wash her face and then returned to turn off the lights and prepare for sleep.
Just before falling asleep, she intended to send a WeChat message to Fu Weiheng when suddenly a message popped up from an ID named Jiang. It was vague—just four words: Happy New Year's Eve.
Out of politeness, Su Wan replied: Happy New Year's Eve.
The other side responded with just two words: At home?
Su Wan thought nothing of it and replied with a simple "Mm." After that, there were no further messages.
Exiting the chat interface, she proceeded as originally planned and sent a message to Fu Weiheng: Neil, Happy New Year.
However, just after sending the message and locking her screen, Fu Weiheng's call came through.
"What are you doing?" was his usual opening line.
Su Wan couldn't help but smile, "I was thinking of you."
Someone was clearly pleased, their deep voice rising a pitch, "Hmm, me too."
Outside, the continuous sounds of fireworks and firecrackers filled the air. Su Wan pulled back the curtains and sat at the head of the bed, gazing out. "Neil, Happy New Year."
Under the same sky, Fu Weiheng held a glass of bright red wine and downed it in one gulp, softly saying, "Happy New Year, my Guan Guan."
During the first month of the lunar calendar, the family had discussed going to Lianyin Temple on the second day of the New Year to pray for blessings. Therefore, on the first day of the New Year, it was no surprise that the whole family spent the day at home.
On the second day, to catch the temple's noon vegetarian meal, Su Yue woke up very early and went from room to room waking everyone up.
However, just as Qin Mu finished getting ready with a head full of grievances and headed to the kitchen for breakfast, the doorbell rang at an inopportune moment.
Qin Mu took a bite of bread and glanced at her parents and Su Wan who were still in their rooms, then looked at Qin Yan who was playing on her phone and showed no intention of getting up. With a heart full of complaints, she got up to open the door, muttering, "Who could it be this early..."
It seemed that no one had come to open the door for a long time; the doorbell rang insistently again. Qin Mu ran over with her bread in her mouth. "Coming, coming."
When she opened the door and saw who was outside, Qin Mu was taken aback.
This beautiful middle-aged woman, even after not seeing her for six or seven years, Qin Mu was extremely familiar with her gentle and clear features.
Because that face was just like Su Wan's—strikingly similar.
Jiang Yun paused for a moment before finally recognizing the girl in front of her. "Is it Mu Mu?"
Qin Mu took the bread out of her mouth and politely nodded. "Aunt..."
Jiang Yun smiled. "After so many years apart, I almost didn't recognize you."
Qin Yan probably heard the commotion outside and had already walked to Qin Mu's side. Upon seeing the woman outside, he couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
After a moment, he reached out and pulled Qin Mu aside, taking out a pair of slippers and saying lightly, "Come in and sit."
Jiang Yun thanked him and changed her shoes before entering the room with various gift bags in hand.
Su Yue, bustling about inside, was holding a scarf as she walked toward the living room, saying, "Qin Mu, I'll put this scarf in your backpack. I'm afraid your dad will be cold when we go up the mountain later..."
By the end of her sentence, her voice had nearly faded away. Su Yue, holding the scarf tightly, froze in her tracks as she stared at the elegantly dressed woman in front of her.
Jiang Yun stood by the sofa and smiled when she saw Su Yue. "Yueyue."
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became extremely awkward. Qin Mu stood at the entrance for a long time before quietly walking over to Qin Yan and tugging at his sleeve. Qin Yan turned to look at her and saw Qin Mu silently mouthing to him, "Brother, what should we do?"
Qin Yan nonchalantly patted her head and silently mouthed back, "Stay quiet." He then turned and went into the kitchen.
Su Yue remained stunned for a moment before walking over to hand the scarf to Qin Mu, whispering to her, "Go pack your things." She then approached Jiang Yun and invited her to sit on the sofa. "Please sit."
Qin Mu looked at the scarf suddenly thrust into her hands, glanced at the unexpected guest on the sofa, and frowned as she walked toward her room.
"Here to see Guan Guan?" Su Yue still smiled faintly. She felt indifferent toward this former sister-in-law; she neither rejected nor welcomed her wholeheartedly.
It was impossible for anyone to accept someone who had heartlessly abandoned their family, especially when Su Wan was only three years old at that time. After their brother Su Jingsheng passed away, she had resented Jiang Yun; if it weren't for her ruthlessness, her brother wouldn't have left so early. As a mother herself, Jiang Yun had not seen her biological daughter in over ten years since their divorce.
Later on, perhaps feeling guilty, Jiang Yun began to contact her to inquire about Su Wan's situation. Sometimes she would send valuable supplements and gifts, and eventually started transferring money into her account regularly. Su Yue never touched that money; she specifically applied for a bank card to save every penny for Su Wan. Over the years, it added up to quite a sum that she planned to use as a dowry for Su Wan when she got married one day.
As for Jiang Yun's actions after having remarried, Su Yue found them hard to understand. However, despite their complicated relationship, they were still mother and daughter by blood; she couldn't outright prevent them from meeting.
Jiang Yun placed the gift bags she had set down on the floor onto the coffee table and smiled slightly. "I happened to come to Yishi for some business and thought I would stop by to wish you a happy new year. These are just some New Year gifts."
Su Yue looked at the various brands above, smiled lightly, but did not take any. "You're too polite," she said.
Qin Yan placed a cup of warm water in front of Su Yue and then silently returned to his room.
Qin Yan did not have a fondness for this aunt. He was six years older than Su Wan and had spent every summer vacation since he was young accompanying his mother to Yan Chuan. He had essentially watched Su Wan grow up. Perhaps it was because he was young at that time and did not understand the adult complexities of love, he only felt that the aunt who abandoned her daughter was cold-hearted and cruel.
At sixteen, a time of youth, when one should be rebellious and willful, Su Wan remained obedient and quiet, always compliant. It was precisely Su Wan's gentle nature that inexplicably made Qin Yan feel a pang of heartache.
How many worries and secrets did she hide in her heart?
As a result, later on, to help her become more cheerful, Qin Yan would often take her out to play. Although this well-behaved cousin had a mouth that could infuriate anyone, he always favored her.
Thus, from the past until now, Qin Yan had never called Jiang Yun "aunt."
...
As he took a few steps inside, Qin Yan was about to open the door when he saw Su Wan suddenly burst out of the adjacent room. With a cold expression, she walked up to Jiang Yun and firmly issued an eviction order in a sharp tone—
"Leave."
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