Mr. Fu has always been the head of the Fu Family. Even in his sixties, his authority hasn’t diminished a bit. Sotis, when he gets insistent, even Fu Weiheng doesn’t dare to utter a word of protest.
The silence in the car seed to last for an eternity, the only sound was the persistent and powerful wind. Just when Fu Weiheng thought this silent drama would continue until they reached the restaurant, Fu Quan suddenly spoke. His aged voice carried an unclear implication, "Is that girl also from Yanchuan?"
Fu Weiheng naturally understood who he was referring to and replied truthfully, "She’s from Yanchuan, but her family lives in Yi City."
Fu Quan lifted his eyelids, looking out at the street scene outside the window, and asked again, "I heard she’s a child of the Jiang Family?"
Fu Weiheng was a bit surprised that the old man had learned of Su Wan’s background so quickly. However, given the situation, he could not hide it and answered, "Yes."
"Hmm." Fu Quan shifted his gaze from the window to Fu Weiheng, "When are you getting married?"
Again, Fu Weiheng was taken aback, suddenly feeling that the old man was completely different from his usual decisive self. The wrinkled face even held a aningful smile. Despite his surprise, the old man’s approval was what he had always wanted, and his heart settled instantly. He smiled, "It depends on her."
"Xiao Heng, regardless of which family she cos from..." Fu Quan patted him on the shoulder with heartfelt advice, "Once she marries into the Fu Family, she is a mber of it, too. You must treat her well, don’t let her suffer any grievances."
Fu Weiheng nodded, his eyes showing clear determination and sincerity, "I will, Grandpa."
On New Year’s Eve, after the reunion dinner, families gathered in front of the TV to watch the New Year’s Gala.
Su Wan was never very interested in such gala programs, so after sitting in the living room for a while, she returned to her room to read.
At ten o’clock at night, with two hours to go until the first day of the Lunar New Year, Su Wan, not in the habit of staying up, felt a bit tired after reading in bed for an hour. She got up to wash her face, then returned to turn off the lights and prepare to sleep.
Before falling asleep, she planned to send a WeChat ssage to Fu Weiheng, but a ssage from an ID "Jiang" suddenly popped up on the screen. It was very simple — Happy New Year’s Eve.
Out of courtesy, Su Wan also replied with — Happy New Year’s Eve.
From the other side ca another few words: "At ho?"
Without suspecting anything, Su Wan typed "Yes" in response, and there were no further ssages from the other side.
After exiting the interface, she sent a ssage to Fu Weiheng — "Neil, Happy New Year."
However, just after sending the ssage and locking the screen, Fu Weiheng’s call ca through.
"What are you doing?" The usual opening line.
Su Wan couldn’t help but smile, "Thinking of you."
The other clearly was pleased, the voice even carrying a smile, " too."
Outside the window, the constant crackling sound of fireworks and firecrackers echoed, Su Wan opened the curtains and sat on the bed, looking out, "Neil, Happy New Year."
Under the sa sky, Fu Weiheng looked at the distant moon and spoke slowly, "Happy New Year, my Wanwan."
...
In the first month, the family was planning to go to Lianyin Temple on the second day of the month to pray for blessings. So, on the first day of the New Year, the whole family spent the day at ho.
On the second day, to catch the vegetarian lunch at the temple, Su Yue got up very early and woke everyone up, room by room.
However, as Qin Mu, filled with complaints, finished washing up and headed to the kitchen for breakfast, the doorbell unexpectedly rang. Qin Mu took a bite of bread, glanced at her parents and Su Wan who were still in their rooms and hadn’t co out, and then at Qin Yan, who was eating breakfast while playing on his phone without any intention of getting up, and got up impatiently to open the door, muttering, "Who’s here so early..."
As if long annoyed by the lack of response, the doorbell rang persistently again. With bread in her mouth, Qin Mu ran over, "Coming, coming."
The door opened, and upon seeing the visitor, Qin Mu was taken aback.
This beautiful middle-aged woman, even after not seeing her for six or seven years, her distant and cool deanor was unforgettable to Qin Mu.
Because that face was exactly like Su Wan’s.
Jiang Yun was montarily startled, taking a while to recognize the girl in front of her, "Is it Mumu?"
Qin Mu removed the bread from her mouth, nodding politely, "Aunt..."
Jiang Yun smiled, "So many years have passed, I almost couldn’t recognize you."
Probably having heard the commotion outside, Qin Yan ca over, and upon seeing the woman outside, also paused in surprise.
After a while, he moved Qin Mu aside, took out a pair of slippers, and said indifferently, "Co in and sit down."
Jiang Yun thanked him, carrying several gift bags with her, and changed her shoes to enter the house.
Su Yue didn’t notice anything unusual inside the room, hurriedly holding a scarf as she walked toward the living room, saying, "Qin Mu, I left this scarf in your school bag; I’m afraid your dad will be cold when we go up the mountain later..."
The end of her sentence almost petered out, as Su Yue, holding the scarf in her hands, noticed the elegantly dressed woman before her and paused.
Jiang Yun stood by the sofa, smiling as she saw Su Yue, "Yu Yu."
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly turned incredibly awkward. Qin Mu stood at the entrance for a while, then silently went beside Qin Yan, tugging at his sleeve. The latter turned to look, seeing Qin Mu mouthing without a sound, "Brother, what do we do?"
Qin Yan patted her head, mouthing silently, "Stay put, don’t say anything," before turning and going into the kitchen.
Su Yue paused for a mont, stuffed the scarf into Qin Mu’s hand, and softly instructed, "Go pack up your things." Then she walked over, inviting Jiang Yun to sit on the sofa, "Please, have a seat."
Qin Mu looked at the scarf suddenly thrust into her hands, then at the unexpected guest on the sofa, frowned, and walked back to her room.
"Here to see Wanwan?" Su Yue kept a reserved smile. For this forr sister-in-law, she felt indifferent—neither rejecting nor warmly welcoming her.
When she heartlessly left her family back then, it would be hard for anyone to accept, let alone when Su Wan was only three years old. After her brother Su Jingsheng passed away, she resented Jiang Yun. Had it not been for her cold heart, her brother might not have left so early. As a mother, in the ten-plus years since the divorce, Jiang Yun had never visited her birth daughter.
Later on, perhaps out of conscience, Jiang Yun began to contact her, asking about Su Wan’s recent situation and sotis sending valuable gifts. Eventually, she even deposited money into Su Yue’s account from ti to ti. Regarding this money, Su Yue had not spent a di, and she opened a separate bank account for Su Wan, saving every cent for her. Over the years, the amount has beco substantial, which she planned to use for Su Wan’s dowry one day when she gets married.
Su Yue couldn’t understand why Jiang Yun, who had already remarried, did these things. But blood ties are unbreakable, and ultimately they are mother and daughter by birth, so she couldn’t stop the two from eting.
Jiang Yun placed the bag of gifts she was holding onto the coffee table and smiled, "I happened to have so business in Yi City, so I thought I’d drop by for a New Year visit. These are New Year’s gifts."
Su Yue glanced at the various branded items, smiling with pursed lips, "You shouldn’t have."
Qin Yan placed a cup of water in front of Su Yue, remaining silent as he returned to his room. As for this aunt, Qin Yan didn’t like her very much. Being six years older than Su Wan, he had gone to Yanchuan every sumr with his mother since he was old enough to understand things. In essence, he had watched Su Wan grow up. Perhaps because he was young then and didn’t understand adult emotions and relationships, he always thought this aunt who abandoned her daughter was cold-hearted.
At sixteen, in the midst of adolescence, an age ant for rebellion, Su Wan was, however, obedient and quiet, listening to every word. Su Wan’s gentle nature inexplicably made Qin Yan feel protective of her.
How many thoughts and secrets had she hidden in her heart?
To make her more cheerful, Qin Yan often took her out to play. Even though this obedient cousin had a tendency to speak annoyingly without taking responsibility, he always defended her.
So, from then until now, Qin Yan had never called Jiang Yun "Auntie."
...
Taking a few steps inside, Qin Yan was about to open his room door when suddenly the adjacent door swung open, and Su Wan ca out quickly, her face cold. She walked straight up to Jiang Yun and said in a subdued voice, issuing an expulsion order—
"Leave."
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