That night, because of what the girl said, Shen Liguang, who was nearly thirty, was as happy as a young chap.
He didn’t know if the girl believed him or not, but it was his first ti being in love, the first ti he liked a girl this much. He had never found sothing this incredible before; it turns out girls can be so sweet.
Under the bright moonlight, he kept taking out and looking at the girl’s letters.
All the letters were addressed to the General.
He didn’t know what her fixation with the General was, she seed keen on that title.
However, he was very fortunate to be her General.
Outside, the weather was splendid, and Fu Ying got up early.
Today, it was rare for the whole family to sit down together to eat, and Fu Yan could feel sothing strange in the atmosphere around the dining table.
It seed like everyone else was bubbly with pink bubbles, while he was green with envy.
Fu Yan glared at the three joyous people and bit fiercely into a bun.
"Yingying, are you adapting well to college life?"
Fu Mingchuan asked her this while Fu Ying was busy texting with Shen Liguang. When she saw an ambiguously flirtatious text from him, she was blushing and smiling.
Hearing Fu Mingchuan’s question, she imdiately felt guilty and hid her phone, gripping her chopsticks tightly, looking calm but still blushing: "Yeah, it’s fine."
Seeing her reaction, Fu Mingchuan guessed most likely.
She must have confessed her feelings.
How girls just can’t stay still.
Fu Mingchuan glanced at her and said with a smile, "You’re eighteen now, an adult college student, if you have a boyfriend, bring him back for to et."
Fu Ying’s voice was gentle: "Hmm."
"Cough cough, since the whole family’s here today, I have sothing to say..." Fu Mingchuan opened his mouth, hesitated, feeling surprisingly shy at his age. After a while, he cleared his throat uncomfortably, "It’s about and your Aunt Wen Qing, you probably know already?"
Fu Yan poked his bun with chopsticks lifelessly: "Although you never openly discussed your romantic affair with us, you haven’t exactly been discreet either. Who doesn’t know? Even Qibao almost knows."
Fu Mingchuan’s face turned red, and he coughed lightly: "Cough cough...I’ve been with your Aunt Wen Qing for a year or two now, we’ve been thinking about settling down, so we wanted to have a formal eting, perhaps have a al together."
After Fu Mingchuan said this, he quickly looked at the expressions of Fu Ying and Fu Yan.
Considering it’s a second marriage, he worried about the children’s objections.
Fu Yan yawned lazily: "I’m not as eager as you."
"Naughty boy, I’ll teach you a lesson."
Just as Fu Mingchuan’s slipper was about to fly towards Fu Yan’s face, Fu Yi ca downstairs.
"I’m free, actually, my girlfriend and I have also been thinking about settling down, Dad, why don’t we et up together?"
That day, it was a double celebration for the Fu family.
Fu Ying thought of Aunt Wen Qing and felt her face ache; she used to have baby fat on her face during her first year of high school, and that aunt always pinched her cheeks which thankfully had slimd down now.
That night, Fu Mingchuan booked a private room, spent two hours getting ready at ho, and then left.
The man in his fifties dolled up and looked a few years younger.
Fu Yi brought Xia Jinyun along.
Fu Mingchuan was stunned when he saw that his eldest son’s girlfriend was Xia Jinyun.
He knew his son had a girlfriend outside, but he never expected it to be soone he knew.
Back then, he really liked her resiliency; he had thought of setting them up but his older son was hardly ho, so he let it be, not expecting the kids to co together on their own.
Fu Mingchuan was very gratified.
Fu Yan was sulking nearby.
He rembered the ti he had pursued Xia Jinyun, and she had told him she liked soone else – turned out to be his elder brother.
Thankfully he was a magnanimous and straightforward person, able to let go easily - it was just a woman, after all, he wasn’t that deeply in love.
"Brothers, there is no need to beco enemies over a woman."
"A woman is like clothing, nowhere as important as siblings."
...
People started arriving one after another, and when Fu Ying thought no one else would co, the door to the private room was pushed open again.
She looked up at the door and suddenly tensed up, quickly lowering her head.
The man politely greeted Fu Mingchuan, "Uncle Fu."
Fu Mingchuan nodded, "Hmm, Li Guang is here, have a seat."
Fu Yan glanced at Fu Ying, raised an eyebrow, and cleared the seat next to her.
Shen Liguang looked at her and sat down beside her.
Fu Ying took a deep breath, her body stiff, her fingers tightly gripping the clothes on her legs.
The man’s hand was under the table, hidden by the tablecloth, holding her hand in his palm.
It was like they were having an affair.
Fu Ying’s body stiffened, acting nonchalant, not daring to look at him.
Fu Ying thought he was being an, seeing her so nervous and yet he let out a low chuckle.
At the other end of the table, the two couples were deep in conversation, while Fu Ying was on edge, scared that any signs might be spotted.
She calmly peeled shrimp on the surface, Shen Liguang tried to reach out, and Fu Ying glanced at him deeply.
Shen Liguang withdrew his hand.
Fu Yan frowned, sensing sothing was off,
"By the way, Li Guang, thanks again. I only knew this kid went on a trip, I didn’t realize he went to such a dangerous place in the deep mountains, and it’s all thanks to you."
Shen Liguang, preoccupied with the girl, was startled when he heard Fu Mingchuan speaking to him and took a mont to respond.
He smiled and shook his head, "Not a problem, Uncle Fu."
Wen Qing looked towards Fu Ying, the young girl had grown up gentle and graceful, very likable, "Yingying has grown up, beco pretty."
Hearing the complint, Fu Ying blushed a bit, "Thank you, Auntie."
"Just t you when you were a little girl, now you’re a young lady."
Fu Ying lowered her head, looking demure.
Wen Qing was extrely fond of her.
Shen Liguang tilted his head to look at her, her reserved and gentle deanor rarely seen in others.
"I hadn’t expected it either, that Jinyun would end up with Ah Yi," Fu Mingchuan thought about the hardships Xia Jinyun had endured and couldn’t help but feel pity, but seeing her now as his eldest son’s girlfriend he felt reassured and very pleased, "Jinyun is really the toughest girl I’ve ever t, Ah Yi, you need to treat her well."
"Jinyun, if Ah Yi does anything wrong, you tell , I’ll teach him a lesson."
Xia Jinyun nodded lightly, smiling shyly, "Thank you Uncle Fu, Ah Yi treats very well."
They say you can see from soone’s eyes whether they are happy or not.
Fu Ying looked at Xia Jinyun, still so intellectual and gentle, her eyes bright, looking at her brother with nothing but him in her eyes.
Fu Ying felt that she and Xia Jinyun were both lucky.
What they had stood for, had resonated back.
"Thinking about what?"
Fu Ying was daydreaming, lost in thought, the hand under the table squeezed hers.
Fu Ying turned her head to look at him, Shen Liguang smiled with the corners of his eyes bent towards her.
Fu Ying felt very sweet inside, bit her lip, and looked away.
"Nothing."
Sitting beside Shen Liguang, Fu Yan raised an eyebrow, as if he discovered so earth-shattering secret.
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