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In the hospital room.
Su Wan leaned against the headboard, motionless, staring at the man who had appeared in the room two minutes ago.
He frowned, looking rather unwell, with faint dark circles under his eyes. Dressed in a shirt and dress pants, the sapphire cufflinks she had given him stood out prominently. He stood there, towering over her, not saying a word.
Su Wan: "..."
Fu Weiheng was somewhat angry.
But he was angry with himself.
It was just at this moment that he wasn't by her side. If he hadn't been worried last night and let Jiang Zhi Yan take her home, what would have happened to her alone at home?
He didn't dare to think about it.
But fortunately, she was fine.
...
Jiang Zhi Yan woke up at dawn.
Seeing that Su Wan's complexion had improved significantly, he instructed the on-duty nurse a few things and hurried back home to take a shower and charge his phone before returning to the hospital.
As soon as he turned on his phone, he called Fu Weiheng, but unfortunately, Fu Weiheng's phone was always off. By the time he finished showering and tried calling again, it was still off.
Helpless, Jiang Zhi Yan simply called Zhang Lin.
"Lawyer Jiang, Mr. Fu had me book a flight for 2 PM US time last night. I should be arriving in Yan Chuan soon."
After hanging up, he changed his clothes and went out. He stopped by the street next door to buy breakfast before heading to the hospital.
However, when Jiang Zhi Yan pushed open the ward door, the tall figure standing beside the hospital bed caught him off guard.
Did he arrive at the hospital so quickly?
Fu Weiheng turned around upon hearing the noise, glancing at him with a calm expression.
Jiang Zhi Yan glanced at Su Wan at the head of the bed and was momentarily confused by the atmosphere between them. Raising an eyebrow, he placed his breakfast on the small table at the foot of the bed and succinctly said, "You two talk." Then he left, closing the door behind him.
The tense situation seemed to ease somewhat. Fu Weiheng appeared lost in thought for a moment before finally sitting down at her bedside. He reached out to gently stroke her dry lips and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Su Wan nodded lightly.
"I'm sorry." His deep voice carried a hint of loneliness.
Su Wan didn't understand what he was apologizing for but replied softly, "It's okay."
Her complexion was still somewhat pale, and her once rosy lips lacked color now. Despite her seemingly emotionless expression, Fu Weiheng felt a pang in his heart from her calm eyes, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Su Wan also didn't know why she felt so distant. After all, it was just He Youyou. Over the past few months, she understood better than anyone how Fu Weiheng felt about her; he clearly loved her more than anyone else—how could he possibly hurt her?
After a while, seeing him silent and dejected, Su Wan felt increasingly guilty. She reached out to adjust his cufflinks nonchalantly and broke the silence, "Are you hungry?"
Fu Weiheng suddenly grasped her hand, which still had medical tape on it, and pondered, "Is it because of He Youyou?"
Su Wan was taken aback.
He continued, "There’s nothing between me and her."
Perhaps feeling embarrassed after he uncovered her hidden feelings, Su Wan stammered in response, "I... I know."
He suddenly laughed aloud, "Didn’t you tell them you love me? Huh? Don’t you believe me?"
At this moment, Su Wan was even more confused. "How do you... know what I said yesterday..."
Fu Weiheng understood and didn’t hide it. He directly pulled out his phone and opened the video that Yao Ye had sent last night, holding it up in front of her—
"Are you so sure Fu Weiheng will treat Su Wan well for a lifetime?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. I saw him with that Cello family’s He Youyou together at the café earlier this year."
"So what? I love him."
...
The video paused, capturing the tense situation from last night for about four minutes.
Su Wan's eyes widened, and her face flushed red. Those explicit words were not something she hadn’t said to Fu Weiheng before, but hearing them played back in a video made her feel even more embarrassed, especially since Fu Weiheng was watching.
Su Wan was anxious and reached out to snatch Fu Weiheng's phone. However, he raised it above his head, taking advantage of his height, while his other hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. His cool lips brushed against her ear, and his deep voice was particularly charming: "Guan Guan, I am very happy."
You trust me so much.
He tossed the phone to the foot of the bed and gently stroked her hair, saying casually, "That day was just a coincidence."
In fact, that day at the café was just a temporary business meeting arranged by the other party. Originally, he could have sent Zhang Lin, but since this collaboration involved a wide range of matters and the other party was an old client, he decided to go himself. After all, there were some things he preferred to handle personally.
After finalizing the deal at the café, the other party left early due to an unexpected matter. Fu Weiheng rarely had free time, so he stayed a little longer.
At that time, He Youyou probably didn't expect to run into him at the café. It was already obvious that she liked Fu Weiheng, and since it was a rare encounter, she walked over and sat down across from him.
Fu Weiheng instinctively glanced at the person who suddenly sat across from him but said nothing.
"What a coincidence," He Youyou elegantly brushed her long hair over her shoulder. Her beautiful face lit up with a smile that felt like a breath of spring.
However, Fu Weiheng remained unmoved. He slightly nodded while putting away his phone and prepared to leave.
Seeing him about to get up, He Youyou panicked and quickly called out to him: "Neil, do you have time to chat?"
"I'm busy." Fu Weiheng didn't even lift his eyelids as he grabbed his car keys and stood up, leaving behind a cold remark: "My wife will be unhappy."
He Youyou: "..."
As for seeing them together, it was probably when Lin Xiu left and happened to spot He Youyou sitting across from Fu Weiheng, leading her to imagine an entire scenario.
Su Wan lay quietly in his arms, listening to him finish speaking. She couldn't help but secretly smile and responded nonchalantly: "...oh."
Fu Weiheng lowered his head and kissed her lips, then said, "So, if you marry me sooner, there won't be so many issues."
Su Wan felt her ears heat up and lowered her gaze to avoid his eyes. "I want to go home."
Fu Weiheng understood that she was intentionally avoiding his words, but he didn't press her or force the issue; he just didn't know what she was hiding from him.
He nodded. "Alright, let's go home."
After taking anti-inflammatory medication last night, Su Wan felt much better and had no major health concerns, so she completed the discharge procedures and left the hospital.
When they arrived home, the lights in the house were on, but the living room was in disarray, filled with remnants from last night that had been neglected.
Fu Weiheng looked at the scattered fruits and medicine on the floor, furrowing his brow as a sense of discomfort grew within him.
After Su Wan finished tidying up the mess on the floor, she noticed him standing still and holding a fruit platter. She tugged at his shirt hem and asked, "What's wrong?"
His kiss came suddenly.
He leaned down and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, causing her to tremble slightly. The fruit platter she had just organized slipped from her hands and fell to the ground again.
Su Wan struggled for a moment, but Fu Weiheng tightened his grip and pulled her down onto the sofa behind them.
He kissed her urgently and fiercely, as if he were venting something.
Su Wan realized that he was likely angry.
Was it because she had an accident last night while he happened to be away?
Later on, Su Wan simply raised her hand to wrap around him, responding to his kiss.
Just as she was ready to go along with everything that was about to happen, he suddenly lifted his face and pulled away.
He hovered over her, his chest heaving from heavy breaths, and as he looked into her eyes, a hint of guilt appeared. His voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry."
Su Wan reached up to caress his tightly knitted brows, smiling brightly, "It's okay, Neil."
You're so good; how could I blame you?
Fu Weiheng suddenly felt defeated, his heart softening completely.
He gently smoothed her disheveled hair and leaned down to cover her lips again, his voice low and tender—
"I miss you."
...
In the bedroom, secrets were shared.
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After the graduation party that night, it seemed everyone went their separate ways.
Yao Ye decided to stay at school for graduate studies and returned to her hometown for the summer. Xu Chengyang had an important Paganini Violin Competition in September, and her relationship with Yang Erjin was growing stronger. After both sets of parents met and agreed, they decided to let the two study abroad together, flying to Paris at the end of June.
Su Wan continued working at Hengyan.
On Saturday, the Hengyan Band had a gathering.
It was held as a belated celebration for the performance in March and to welcome Su Wan, the new member, officially joining Hengyan.
As the highest authority of the band, Fu Weiheng naturally had to attend.
Hearing from Wen He that the evening's gathering would be quite formal, Su Wan specifically changed into an off-the-shoulder floral dress. Her delicate shoulders were slightly exposed, and her well-defined collarbone looked particularly alluring. Her slender arms appeared fair and smooth, and to complement the beautiful dress, she applied light makeup.
Therefore, when Fu Weiheng saw her stunning and ethereal appearance, he was momentarily taken aback, unable to hide his astonishment. He stood beside the sofa, staring at her for a long time, secretly wishing he could hide her away in a room where only he could admire her.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Su Wan rubbed her arm shyly, her face flushed as she hesitantly spoke, "Is it not good-looking? If so... I can change into something else..."
After saying that, she turned to head towards the bedroom. Fu Weiheng suddenly came back to his senses and replied with a deeper tone, "No need."
"Ah?" Su Wan slowly turned back upon hearing his voice.
He stepped forward without saying another word and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning down to give her a deep kiss on the lips. After a long moment, he finally released her. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse—
He said, "Guan Guan, you are very beautiful."
Su Wan's face turned even redder.
The venue was the banquet hall on the second floor of Venus Hotel.
When Su Wan appeared holding Fu Weiheng's arm, there was no doubt that they became the center of attention as a handsome man and a beautiful woman.
While Fu Weiheng was away talking to Joseph, Wen He immediately rushed over to Su Wan.
Upon seeing her, she directly embraced her, excitement in her voice: "Guan Guan, you look absolutely stunning tonight!"
Su Wan smiled lightly: "Thank you, you look great too."
Wen He proudly tossed her hair and leaned closer to whisper in Su Wan's ear: "When you just walked in with Mr. Fu, Guo Yao's ugly face nearly twisted into a pretzel."
"..." Su Wan instinctively glanced at Guo Yao's seat: "Isn't it okay...?"
Wen He clicked her tongue, unable to hide her gossiping spirit: "Just look at her nose, it's fake, and her chin is augmented."
Su Wan was surprised: "...Ah."
Wen He: "……………… What kind of reaction is that?"
Su Wan: "I guess... shocked?"
Wen He: "……………………"
Fu Weiheng had been pulled into drinking quite a bit tonight. Although he had a good tolerance for alcohol, he hadn't eaten much since earlier and was starting to feel the effects of drinking on an empty stomach.
Moreover, since Su Wan was the star of the evening, everyone naturally came over to toast and be friendly. Considering that Su Wan had just received an IV a few days ago, Fu Weiheng took it upon himself to shield her from the drinks.
Used to seeing Fu Weiheng's serious and aloof demeanor in the group, everyone felt more at ease tonight with his unexpectedly gentle and approachable attitude, frequently coming over to share a drink with him.
Sitting beside him, Su Wan sipped her juice, watching as his lips curled into a slight smile. His eyes, reddened by alcohol, sparkled with evident joy. The handsome and defined features of his face were softened by the golden light of the hall, making Su Wan's heart flutter a little.
Noticing her gaze, Fu Weiheng glanced sideways.
Su Wan quickly averted her eyes, almost dropping the juice in her hand.
Fu Weiheng couldn't help but chuckle lightly, reaching out to hold her hand, his voice laced with drunken charm: "Peeking at me? Hmm?"
Su Wan stammered, "……No."
He began to play with her fingers casually and asked, "Can you drive?"
Su Wan paused for a moment before nodding.
He seemed somewhat surprised, raising an eyebrow and asking, "When did you get your driver's license?"
Su Wan replied, "After graduating from high school… though I haven't really driven much."
Fu Weiheng smiled ambiguously, his words double-edged: "…An experienced driver?"
Su Wan thought, "……………………"
Mr. Fu, what do you mean by that?
……
As the dinner concluded, Su Wan nervously took her seat in the driver's seat of the Cayenne.
Fu Weiheng was heavily intoxicated but still somewhat aware; he leaned back in the passenger seat and looked at Su Wan, who was sitting upright in the driver's seat. He reminded her, "Seatbelt."
Su Wan nodded and reached for the seatbelt.
She raised her hand to press the ignition button, and with a slight tremor, the car successfully started. Su Wan felt a bit nervous as she rubbed her palms and grasped the steering wheel.
Fu Weiheng, on the other hand, appeared relaxed, calm and unhurried. He said in a steady voice, "Don't worry, the road home is wide and easy to drive."
Su Wan nodded, then shifted gears and released the brake to start moving.
After driving for a while, Su Wan gradually adapted and felt less tense than before, relaxing her stiff body.
Fu Weiheng remained quietly beside her, his eyes, tinged with intoxication, looked particularly bright in the dim light of the car.
Feeling the effects of alcohol, Fu Weiheng suddenly craved a cigarette. His mouth felt dry, and he licked his parched lips, saying in a hoarse voice, "Guan Guan, I want to smoke."
Su Wan was taken aback. Seeing a traffic light ahead, she slowed down. With a serious expression, she asked, "Can't you hold it back?"
"Mm..." he replied, "I can't hold it back."
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