Fu Sichen noticed Jiang Mian’s sowhat troubled expression and took her slightly damp and warm palm without hesitation, "Grandpa, we’re going to step outside for a mont; we’ll be back soon."
Fu Jingcun looked at his grandson and granddaughter-in-law with a loving smile, "Go on, there’s no rush. Take your ti."
If he hurried, his family might soon celebrate four generations under one roof.
Elated, he felt like painting a picture or writing a calligraphy piece.
Leaning on his cane, Fu Jingcun returned to his study.
Fu Sichen led Jiang Mian by the hand to the wooden swing in the backyard garden.
The flower vines twisted and climbed upwards, circling around. The swing here was exactly like the one at their own ho.
As their eyes t, both halted, "You..."
"Mhm, first."
Fu Sichen invited Jiang Mian to sit on the swing and squatted in front of her, holding the swing’s ropes, "I searched for you for a very long ti. Luckily, that day in the crowd, I happened to et you, and you happened to choose ."
Jiang Mian’s lips pressed slightly together, her mind a swirl of thoughts she couldn’t decipher.
Perhaps the torrent of events was too much for her to digest all at once.
Her long lashes lifted slightly, "But you never ntioned it before."
It seed she rembered sothing and let out a soft laugh, "That’s true, I suppose I should have known."
Even knowing he was Brother Xiao Fu, what could it change? And if she didn’t, what then? Their marriage was an agreent, a way for her to deal with her family obligations.
It was only natural for them not to understand each other.
Her words fell silent for half a second.
She forced a thin smile, "Since it’s just an agreent, there’s no need to talk about it. As long as I know now, that’s enough."
Fu Sichen’s calm face dimd slightly, "Mrs. Fu, you’re angry."
"The young miss doesn’t get angry; she just analyzes things realistically."
Jiang Mian stood up, and Fu Sichen followed suit, "Fu Sichen, we can’t go back to the past. What’s in the past is Brother Xiao Fu, and now you’re President Fu, my husband in na only."
With that, she stepped away in her high heels, disappearing from Fu Sichen’s view.
He rubbed his brow, realizing his treasure was truly upset.
*
p.m. in a high-end residential area of North City.
"Did you skip dinner and decide to reincarnate at my place?"
Su Lixing poured so water and pushed it toward Jiang Mian.
After a couple of sips, Jiang Mian began slowly, "Today I went to et Fu Sichen’s grandfather."
Hmm??
"That was quick. eting the parents already. Mianmian, you two are turning this fake play into reality, finding harmony in every aspect."
Su Lixing had thought from the first glance at Fu Sichen that the pair were a handso match made in heaven.
Aside from initially feeling uneasy about Fu Sichen’s line of work, the more she considered, the rarer it seed to find soone as attractive in their social circle; she gradually ca to accept it.
And so, she began to root for this "agreent couple."
And now Jiang Mian had t Grandpa Fu, the most authoritative elder in the Fu Family.
It seed like good tis were on the horizon.
"Hey, you’ve t the family, but you look pale and troubled. Could it be that Old Mr. Fu didn’t like you?"
Su Lixing instantly knew sothing was wrong with Jiang Mian when she walked in, having known her for so many years.
Jiang Mian let out a sigh, her mind still replaying the scenes from the afternoon, "Old Mr. Fu is Grandpa Fu, a good friend of my grandpa, and Fu Sichen is..."
She didn’t finish her sentence, and Su Lixing shared the sa startled expression they had that afternoon, "!!! I... you... You and Fu Sichen..."
She was at a loss for words, unsure of where to even begin.
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