"Why are you crying?" Fu Shihan’s brow furrowed deeply. "Who upset you? Fu Shiyi?"
"How did you think of her?"
"You were chatting with her tonight, I saw." Fu Shihan kept a serious face and asked, "Was it really her?"
Su Wanxin shook her head: "You."
"...What did I do, tell ."
Fu Shihan held her and walked to the bed, making her sit on his lap, and looked down at her.
"Unhappy because I didn’t talk to you tonight? Isn’t it you who said to avoid others and love secretly? So if I co close to you whenever I see you outside, you won’t get angry?"
"Why did you co back, weren’t you on your way ho just now?" Su Wanxin retorted with a question.
"Seeing you cry, I couldn’t sleep." Fu Shihan lifted her chin to make her look at him and kissed the corner of her lips. "Don’t cry, it hurts ."
He was serious about this, not just saying it for fun.
Even if she scolded or ignored him, he couldn’t feel as distressed as when he saw her eyes red, feeling both pain and annoyance inside.
"If Fu Shiyi bullied you, tell , I’ll take care of her."
"She didn’t."
"For real or not? You always used to defend her, you..."
Halfway through his words, both Fu Shihan and Su Wanxin were startled.
Fu Shihan’s throat moved slightly, the words that unintentionally ca out ssed up his typically sharp and calm mind a bit.
"Before, were we close?" Su Wanxin softly changed the subject.
"Forgotten, probably yes. The old house has lots of your photos together, she also said she was close to you, who knows if it’s just her wishful thinking." Fu Shihan scoffed: "Could that be better than us?"
"So you’re even jealous of your own sister?"
"I’m even jealous of my own son." Fu Shihan self-awarely looked at the child sleeping soundly on the bed, a look of displeasure on his face.
That should have been his spot, how many days has this scoundrel occupied it?
Fu Shihan slowly withdrew his gaze, looking back at the person in his embrace: "Tell if anything bothers you, don’t keep it to yourself, and don’t cry because of others."
Su Wanxin silently nodded her head and leaned in his arms, staying there for a while, just quietly listening to his heartbeat. Then, he lifted her up and placed her on the bed.
"Sleep well, don’t overthink."
"Are you going back?"
"I’ll leave after you sleep." Fu Shihan rubbed her hair, "Can’t stay over tonight, otherwise even the hard-earned two points will be deducted."
He had two points of impression at Su Yao’s, he hadn’t forgotten that.
Su Wanxin’s lips curved upwards slightly, her face finally showing a trace of a smile. Seeing this, Fu Shihan’s mood also lightened a bit.
He leaned down, his arms supported on her side, and whispered soothingly: "I’ll deal with Zhang Xinjie’s issue soon, don’t worry about it or listen to others’ nonsense. You know who I love."
"I don’t know."
Fu Shihan paused, then smiled: "How about I do sothing now to let you know?"
Before Su Wanxin could respond or guess what he intended to do, his hand slowly reached out.
"One day, I have to let you know exactly how much I love you." He pinched her sowhere on her body, whispering low in her ear. "Then, you might cry pleading not to love you so much."
Su Wanxin’s cheeks beca burning hot, this was his first ti being so bold with his actions and words.
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