Fu Ying thought she would be too nervous to speak when eting Shen Liguang’s parents, but as they interacted, her nervousness subsided sowhat, though she still felt sowhat constrained.
During the al, Fu Ying kept her head down and couldn’t relax, and all the dishes were served to her by Shen Liguang. Li Ruolan, seeing her son’s gaze constantly on the little girl, watched the two whispering together and laughing, feeling gratified.
Fu Ying behaved nicely too, eating quietly without making much noise, very cautious and constrained. After all, previously when staying at Li Ruolan’s house, she was hardly ever ho, busy selling breakfast in the morning and looking after a small diner at noon, so she didn’t spend much ti with Fu Ying.
However, it was because of this restraint that Li Ruolan grew fonder and fonder of Fu Ying, genuinely liking her from the bottom of her heart.
In the afternoon, around two or three o’clock, after eating, Fu Ying wanted to stay for a while before going ho, but Li Ruolan insisted on taking her out shopping.
Moreover, she had trouble walking.
Fu Ying imdiately tried to decline, but still ended up being dragged to the store.
Li Ruolan was enthusiastic towards her, completely treating her as a daughter-in-law, which made Fu Ying a bit happy, and she sneakily looked at Shen Liguang.
He was also staring at her.
Quickly, Fu Ying withdrew her gaze.
Shen Liguang couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
Li Ruolan bought her many clothes, despite her repeated polite refusals, she still ended up buying a lot.
After dinner, she returned ho.
The man parked the car at her house’s entrance, Fu Ying prepared to get out when he grabbed her wrist, pulling her forcefully towards him.
The man leaned in for a kiss, tender and lingering, he was very skilled at kissing, always leaving Fu Ying defenseless.
Fu Ying began to feel confused until soone standing by the car window gently knocked on it.
Fu Ying saw Fu Mingchuan standing outside the car and pushed Shen Liguang away abruptly, her face blushing instantly.
Shen Liguang gently wiped her lips with his fingertips, smiling and saying, "Go on in."
Fu Ying got out of the car feeling guilty, as if she had been caught by a parent secretly dating.
Fu Mingchuan glanced at her and without saying anything, turned and walked into the house, Fu Ying followed.
But, Fu Ying heard him sigh.
Fu Mingchuan couldn’t accept that his daughter, who had beco well-behaved after a major fire, who would cry and hug him calling him daddy, that obedient and sensible little girl who made him very proud, was now blushing and nestled in another man’s arms.
Thinking about it made Fu Mingchuan’s heart ache.
He couldn’t accept it.
Fu Ying softly called out, "Dad."
Fu Mingchuan turned and looked at her, "Did you et their parents today?"
Fu Ying nodded, "Yes."
"Did you receive any gifts?"
Fu Ying awkwardly tightened her grip on the bag in her hand, hesitatingly speaking, "I-I know accepting gifts isn’t good, but I said no, Aunt insisted on giving them to , I said thank you."
Fu Mingchuan stared at the jade bracelet on her wrist and sighed again.
"It seems you consider yourself as their daughter-in-law."
Fu Ying bowed her head, staying silent.
She knew Fu Mingchuan was referring to the bracelet, which was clearly very precious, and also ant for the future daughter-in-law.
She understood that, which is why she accepted it.
"Yingying, it’s not that dad doesn’t approve of you and Li Guang, it’s just that I don’t see it optimistically; you are only nineteen, haven’t yet entered society, and t too few people. Maybe one day when you start working and et more people, you might find soone better than Li Guang. Then, could you not change your current decision?"
Fu Ying looked up, her face resolute, "I can."
"Dad just wants to tell you not to give people hope if you aren’t sure, because it’s not just about disappointing them."
Fu Ying nodded, "I understand; I’m not uncertain, on the contrary, I’m very sure of my feelings, very sure of what I want, and I clearly understand what I am doing now."
"I like him and want to be with him, it’s that simple."
Fu Mingchuan looked at her and realized that over the years, his daughter had matured a lot ntally.
"Since you like him, then be good together."
Fu Ying was stunned for a mont and then nodded, "I understand, thank you, Dad."
"Silly child, what are you thanking for?"
Fu Ying smiled, her eyes gleaming: "Because when I needed support, Dad gave advice instead of opposition."
Her daughter affectionately looped her arm through his, and Fu Mingchuan smiled, "Did their parents say anything?"
"Yes, they said that once her legs get better, both families will et."
"Good, I’ll wait for your news."
Fu Ying breathed a sigh of relief deeply; Fu Mingchuan really loved her, which is why he always yielded to her.
Fu Ying passed by the door of Fu Yan’s room; her little brother’s room door was wide open, and out of curiosity, Fu Ying couldn’t help but peek inside. The room was relatively tidy, except for the ssy quilt on the bed and the desk covered with figurines; no one was inside, not even a phone.
Fu Ying, on impulse, closed the door and returned to her own bedroom.
That night, Fu Yan was called to a bar by friends.
Over the phone, Ying Haoyang proudly told him that he knew a gorgeous girl, knowing Fu Yan had been "dry" for almost two years and wanted to introduce them.
Fu Yan went there, and as he entered the noisy room with blaring music and flickering lights, he imdiately saw a familiar face and frowned instantly.
Ying Haoyang saw him and imdiately grinned to introduce: "Just t her, she serves drinks at this club, look, she’s sexy and enticing, just your type, isn’t she?"
Fu Yan ignored him and walked straight towards Jin Can.
It was only upon getting closer he noticed the woman dressed up like a provocatively enticing little demon, wearing a cheongsam miniskirt that revealed much skin, including her thighs.
Her makeup was exquisite, her curly hair was waist-length, and her red lips were enticing - truly a fem fatale.
"Why are you here?"
Jin Can looked up, her lips curling into a smile: "Making money."
"I ant, you should pay back when you have money, I’m not in a hurry."
"I’m in a hurry. I don’t like owing others."
"You two... know each other?" Ying Haoyang felt the atmosphere was off, "You guys didn’t have a feud before, did you?"
Fu Yan frowned, "Can you go sowhere else?"
"Dude, but I discovered this beauty first; you can’t just leave in the lurch like this."
Fu Yan, irritated: "Tsk, can I have so private ti with her?"
Ying Haoyang imdiately showed a knowing smile: "Got it, bro, got it. You guys take your ti, I’ll keep watch outside."
Fu Yan kicked at Ying Haoyang: "Keep watch your ass, just get lost."
Ying Haoyang slipped away quickly, leaving behind a sly grin as Fu Yan’s kick missed. Ying Haoyang closed the door of the booth behind himself.
Fu Yan’s attention returned to Jin Can. He stood while Jin Can sat, providing him just the right angle to see the softest places.
"If you keep staring, I’ll gouge out your eyes."
"Cough cough cough, wasn’t looking," Fu Yan’s explanation was weak as he touched his nose feeling quite nervous, this woman was no easy person to deal with.
Jin Can glanced at him, leaned back on the sofa, and lit a cigarette, lowering her eyes.
Fu Yan was sowhat srized.
"Looks good, huh?"
Fu Yan snapped back to his senses and realized after sobering up that she carried the airs of soone worth 280,000.
"You still owe money, yet you’re so defiant."
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