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When they arrived at the hotel, it was already completely dark outside.
Getting out of the Cayenne, Mu Qing walked ahead with Fu Yiyuan, chatting and laughing. Su Wan looked at the handsome man beside her and recalled what he had just said in the car, feeling her cheeks flush again—
“Mom, I still hope to hear the answer from Guan Guan when I formally propose.”
So, he is planning to propose formally?
What would her answer be?
Well... yes.
Undoubtedly.
...
The private room was spacious, elegantly decorated, with a large round table that could comfortably seat ten people. As soon as they entered the room, the usually well-behaved Ye Fan politely greeted everyone one by one.
Aside from Mu Qing and Fu Yiyuan, the others present were familiar faces. Perhaps because Fu Weiheng was sitting right next to her, Su Wan's previously flustered heart had settled down; she was no longer restrained and could respond calmly to the topics Mu Qing occasionally brought up with a smile.
Fu Weiheng served two spoonfuls of fish soup into Su Wan's bowl and then picked a piece of delicious fish for himself. After removing the bones, he handed it to her and said, “Don’t just focus on talking; eat more.”
Mu Qing was momentarily taken aback by her son's thoughtful gesture, feeling quite surprised.
Having raised her son for twenty-six years, she knew all too well how aloof and proud he could be. She never expected that one day he would care so much for a girl; it seemed he truly liked her.
Mu Qing smiled lightly and turned to tug at her husband's sleeve, whispering, "Your son is quite the infatuated one."
Fu Yiyuan proudly replied, "Just like me."
Mu Qing scoffed, "Oh please."
---
Back at the Fu Residence, it was already past eight o'clock. After sitting on a plane for over ten hours, Fu Yiyuan and Mu Qing were quite exhausted. Upon arriving home, they headed straight upstairs with their luggage.
When Father Fu and Mother Fu returned, the couple felt it was inappropriate to sleep together at that moment, so they chatted with Fu Weiheng on the balcony for a while. After being pulled into a passionate kiss by someone against the railing, they ultimately couldn't withstand the winter night's chill and retreated to their room.
After taking a shower and lying back in bed, Su Wan habitually opened her WeChat. Aside from a few unread messages in the Class Group, there was also one from Qin Mu. She clicked on Qin Mu's chat interface.
Mumu Baby: I’m finally on vacation! [Crying]
Mumu Baby: Qin Yan is coming back tomorrow afternoon!
Mumu Baby: What about you, sis? When are you coming back?
Su Wan glanced at the time of the message—an hour ago.
So she replied—
Swan: I’ll be back the day after tomorrow.
Less than a minute later, a response came back—
Mumu Baby: The car for the day after tomorrow? Then I'll go pick you up with Qin Yan!
Swan: Okay.
Mumu Baby: Sis, are you bringing brother-in-law back? [Starry Eyes]
Su Wan thought for a moment: He probably won't have much time recently.
Mumu Baby: [Disappointed]
The phone buzzed again with two vibrations, and two message notifications popped up in the upper left corner. Su Wan exited to check; it was a message from the dorm group—
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: How did it go with the parents, girl? [Wicked Smile]
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Why am I so bored that I keep staring at WeChat... always replying in seconds.
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Single Yao, as someone in a long-distance relationship right now, I desperately want to fly to Shanghai to find my Jinjin.
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Get lost.
Swan: Is that... a success?
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Is the mother-in-law beautiful?
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye.: Did she trip you up?
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Did she throw you a check to leave her son?
Swan: ............
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: ............
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: [Clever.jpg]
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: Guan Guan, keep talking!!
One minute later——
Swan: Do you know Mu Qing?
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Yes, yes! The Best Actress! So beautiful it's beyond imagination!
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: Although she’s not from our generation, I’ve seen her movies. She’s truly ethereal. My mom was a huge fan of hers back in the day.
Swan: Well... she’s Fu Weiheng's mother...
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: Oh my gosh!
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: This really is a family of divine beings...
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: Guan Guan, trust me, in the future, your looks will definitely rival those of Deity's daughter.
Jinjin's Little Chengyang: I’m the number one fairy godmother.
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: I’m the number two fairy godmother.
Swan: ............ I'm going to sleep.
Two days later, Su Wan set off on her journey home.
The train was at ten fifteen in the morning. Su Wan woke up early, tidied herself up a bit, and began packing her belongings.
The knock on the door came just as Su Wan was closing her suitcase. She fastened the latch and replied, "Come in."
Fu Weiheng entered in response. He was wearing a loose ginger-colored round-neck sweater, which made his skin appear even more fair and delicate, like jade. His exquisite collarbone was hidden beneath the neckline, barely visible.
He closed the door and walked over, kicking the rolling suitcase aside with his foot. Stretching out his long arms, he pulled Su Wan into his embrace, burying his face in her neck and murmuring, "Cancel your ticket; I'll take you back."
His warm breath brushed against her neck, and his slightly sulky tone clearly carried a hint of emotion. Su Wan couldn't help but smile; it was the first time she had seen him like this. She wrapped her arms around his waist, caressing his smoothly contoured back and said, "Are you being clingy?"
He lazily replied, "Mm."
Fu Weiheng was reluctant—very reluctant.
Even though she was just going home.
Not long ago, due to work travel, they had been forced to be apart for half a month. After finally finishing their busy schedules, they had barely spent a day together before her parents returned. With her parents at home, Su Wan always felt a bit shy, so even though they were under the same roof these past few days, their time alone together was pitifully scarce.
This time she was going back again, and it would be more than half a month before they could see each other again. How could he bear it?
"Just take me to the station," she said as she tilted her neck to kiss him. "I feel bad for you running back and forth like this."
Mr. Fu was predictably pleased by her words of concern. The gloomy expression on his face lifted slightly as he raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. He then grasped her chin and forced her to look up before leaning down to kiss her.
After just brushing his teeth, the fresh minty taste of toothpaste lingered in his mouth, mixed with the crisp scent that came from his tongue. Su Wan lightly stood on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck, and leaned closer to him.
Fu Weiheng's desires, buried within him for several days, were suddenly ignited by her proximity. He tightened his grip around her slender waist, increasing the pressure of his lips against hers. Then, with a lift of his hands, he picked her up entirely, wrapping her legs around his lean waist.
Su Wan felt quite embarrassed in this position and was about to ask him to put her down when she felt her back soften as he pressed her down onto the large bed.
The room was warm, and Su Wan was only wearing a round-neck sweatshirt at that moment. Fu Weiheng's long hands reached down easily, lifting the hem of her shirt and slipping inside.
Su Wan shivered slightly.
His cool palm wandered over her chest before finding its way to her back, where he deftly unfastened the small strap, seamlessly covering the soft curves beneath with gentle kneading.
Her lower abdomen tightened further as Fu Weiheng's tongue delved deeper. He kissed her fiercely for a while before finally lingering on her forehead and reluctantly pulling away.
He stared at her swollen red lips from his kisses, breathing heavily, his voice slightly hoarse: "Wait for me to come back."
His hand remained on her soft curves as he spoke, giving a light squeeze that carried a double meaning.
Su Wan blushed deeply under his steady gaze and replied softly, "Okay, wait for me to come back."
——
It took about forty minutes to get from Fu Residence to the train station. After having breakfast together, they left for the station under the watchful eyes of Mu Qing and Fu Weijin.
Inside the car, Fu Weiheng focused on driving.
Su Wan turned her head to glance at the various bags piled on her Cello in the back seat and sighed with a troubled expression.
Those items were given to her by Mu Qing before departure, said to be gifts brought back from Italy for her family.
At that moment, Su Wan stared at the Givenchy tag on the bag, momentarily stunned. She reached out to push it back and hurriedly said, "Auntie, I can't accept this; it's too precious."
Mu Qing frowned slightly. "They're just small things, and they're all for your aunt and sister."
Su Wan waved her hand. "Even so, I can't take them; my aunts don’t often use these."
Mu Qing insisted, "Even if they don't use them often, they will eventually. Just take them; they're merely small gifts brought back along the way. Don't push it away."
Fu Weijin chimed in with a smile, "Just accept it, Guan Guan. They're just small items; if you don't take them, we'll just leave them here."
At that moment, Su Wan gazed at the bright brand label again and felt a sense of defeat.
Fu Weiheng glanced at her. "What's wrong?"
Su Wan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I still won't take those items; you should take them back to your mother later..."
Fu Weiheng remained calm. "We're all family; just accept them."
"But this... we’re not even engaged yet..."
"Consider it a New Year gift," he said with a slight smile, sounding somewhat guilty. "It seems like I've never given you a gift before."
"I don't need..."
Su Wan mumbled, but then heard him continue talking to himself, "Hmm, that was a misstep; I need to make up for it."
"......"
The timing was just right; when they arrived at the train station, it was already 9:50, leaving fifteen minutes until boarding. Due to the New Year holiday, the station was bustling with people, and many passengers were going through security checks.
Stopping outside the departure area, Fu Weiheng hugged her and, feeling uneasy, reminded her a few more times before taking off his Cello from his shoulder and handing it to her. Reluctantly, he let her go through security.
As the crowd surged, Su Wan carefully followed the throng of people into the boarding area with the instrument on her back.
Fu Weiheng looked at the mass of people and thought of Su Wan, who was carrying both the Cello and a suitcase. He frowned in displeasure and suddenly regretted not insisting that she cancel her ticket so he could drive her home.
Inside the station, amidst the clamor, Su Wan finally heard her phone ring after a while. Seeing who was calling, she hurriedly answered, "Neil, what's up?"
Fu Weiheng asked, "Have you boarded yet?"
Su Wan softly replied with a "mm," hanging her Givenchy bag on her suitcase handle. "I'm in line."
Fu Weiheng got into the car and asked, "Isn't it too tiring carrying the Cello?"
Su Wan smiled, "No, I'm used to it."
He stared at the Su Yan resting on the center console and said, "Guan Guan, take me back with you next year for New Year."
Without hesitation, Su Wan replied, "Mm, okay."
After a moment of silence, he smiled helplessly and said, "Guan Guan, I miss you."
Su Wan fiddled with the Cello strap, feeling shy as she lowered her head and whispered, "Mm, me too."
The high-speed train arrived punctually at 1:25 PM at Yishi High-Speed Railway Station. Before getting off, Su Wan received a message from Qin Mu, saying that he and Qin Yan were waiting for her at the train station exit. After replying with a "Okay," Su Wan exited the interface to call Fu Weiheng.
When Su Wan called, Fu Weiheng was in the Piano Room practicing piano. The rising and falling melodies were interrupted by the ringtone of his phone. Without hesitation, he set down the piano and walked over to answer the call. "Are you there?"
"Mm," came the response from the other end.
Fu Weiheng packed away the piano into its case, closed the lid, and walked outside. "Have you reached home?"
Su Wan was being pushed along by the crowd toward the station exit. With all the noise around her, she worried that Fu Weiheng might not hear her, so she raised her voice slightly. "I just got off the train. My brother and sister are waiting for me at the exit."
Fu Weiheng, concerned that it might be inconvenient for her to move around with her phone in hand at the train station, said, "Just head back first. Send me a WeChat message when you get home."
"Okay," Su Wan replied.
As soon as she exited the station, Su Wan spotted Qin Yan's tall and handsome figure from a distance, along with Qin Mu, who appeared much shorter beside him.
Su Wan then stepped forward directly toward them.
Qin Mu was the first to see her. She was wearing a nude pink down jacket, her small face fair and beautiful, and she carried a large black bag on her shoulder, making her stand out.
Even from five meters away, without saying a word, Qin Mu dashed over and hugged Su Wan tightly, excitedly exclaiming, "Sister! I missed you so much!"
Qin Yan approached leisurely and gave Qin Mu a light slap on the head, glancing at her disapprovingly. "In public like this, what are you doing?"
Qin Mu winced in pain and covered her head while glaring at him and muttering complaints.
Su Wan nodded calmly, "Cousin."
Qin Yan glanced at her, casually pulling her suitcase and responding with a light "hm," taking a few steps forward before suddenly saying, "Why are you like Qin Mu?"
Qin Mu asked, "Huh?"
Su Wan walked beside him, "What do you mean?"
He frowned in disdain and clicked his tongue, "And you're so short."
Qin Mu was speechless.
Su Wan was also speechless. She was clearly 165 cm tall!
Once they got into the car, Su Wan felt a bit annoyed due to her cousin's earlier "personal attack," so she decided to find an opportunity to retort.
As the car drove onto the road, Qin Yan glanced at Su Wan through the rearview mirror and asked, "Where's your boyfriend?"
Qin Mu, sitting in the front seat, also turned to look at Su Wan.
She stared out the window, motionless, "At home."
Qin Yan grew anxious, "I mean, why didn't he come back with you?"
Su Wan replied, "It's not convenient."
Qin Yan raised an eyebrow, "What's inconvenient about it? What's wrong with bringing your girlfriend home? Are you afraid of dating?"
Knowing that he was intentionally provoking her, Su Wan glanced at him through the rearview mirror with an expressionless face and said lightly, "Someone who has never had a girlfriend by the age of twenty-eight has no right to say that."
Qin Mu let out a laugh, throwing his head back.
Qin Yan, frustrated, puffed up his cheeks and shot a cold glare at Qin Mu.
The latter instantly fell silent.
Facing his cousin, Qin Yan felt helpless.
All these years had passed; he had grown taller, improved his abilities, and increased his wealth, yet his ability to retort against her had not improved at all!
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