Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me-Chapter 100 - 056 Protecting You Fully_2

The two of them stopped, instinctively looking back. When Su Wan saw who it was, her eyes froze, and she tightened her grip on Fu Weiheng’s hand.

Jiang Yun jogged over to them, casting a complicated look at Su Wan, hesitating for a moment before speaking: "Wan..." The two words she was about to say halted abruptly when she met Su Wan’s cold, indifferent gaze, and she changed her tone, "Miss Su, can we talk for a moment?"

Su Wan’s expression darkened as she was about to refuse, but Fu Weiheng spoke first: "I’ll go for a smoke."

As soon as he finished speaking, with Su Wan looking bewildered, he walked straight to the convenience store next door with his long legs.

Su Wan: "..."

"Wanwan..."

"Call me Su Wan." She frowned, her delicate voice holding only indifference, devoid of any warmth.

Jiang Yun forced a bitter smile: "These years, have you been well?"

Su Wan didn’t look at her: "As you can see, very well."

Jiang Yun felt foolish but was undoubtedly remorseful for her daughter she hadn’t seen in years. She forced a smile and asked, "Are you and Neil dating? Neil is a good man..." She paused, then said, "Wanwan, about your father... I..."

"That’s enough."

Su Wan felt that just standing here calmly and talking to her had already exhausted all her patience.

She couldn’t understand, why was this woman, who had once abandoned her husband and daughter, bringing up her dad at this moment?

After a while, she spoke: "I don’t hate you."

Jiang Yun’s eyes lit up with joy, about to say something when she heard, "But I also don’t want to forgive you."

With those words, the person in front of her turned and left through the door.

Jiang Yun’s joy lasted only a second before a sense of loss followed.

Dazed for a long time, she turned to go back to the restaurant, only to see Jiang Zhiyan standing behind her at some point. Jiang Yun was momentarily speechless.

"Aunt, I know everything." Jiang Zhiyan said slowly, "This morning, you went to the cemetery to see Su Wan’s father, right?"

After a moment of struggle, he continued, "Years ago, Su Wan once called you..."

"Lawyer Jiang?"

Before Jiang Yun could feel shocked by Jiang Zhiyan’s words, a female voice interrupted.

Jiang Zhiyan turned to see two girls with rosy faces approaching. His thoughts were momentarily scattered as he remembered they were Su Wan’s roommates.

"Hello." Jiang Zhiyan smiled politely as a greeting.

"Hello, hello." Xu Chengyang was also surprised to encounter Jiang Zhiyan here and said with a smile, "Wanwan and the God descended earlier than us, did you not meet them?"

Jiang Zhiyan’s expression remained unchanged: "No, maybe they were in a hurry."

Xu Chengyang nodded thoughtfully, turning his gaze to the middle-aged woman behind Jiang Zhiyan and preparing to leave with Yao Ye: "Then we won’t disturb you, goodbye."

Yao Ye waved: "Goodbye, Lawyer Jiang."

Jiang Zhiyan: "Okay, be careful on the road."

The two of them linked arms and walked out the door. Yao Ye belatedly tugged at Xu Chengyang’s sleeve, frowning and asking, "Don’t you think the woman next to Lawyer Jiang looked really familiar?"

Xu Chengyang was surprised: "You noticed too? I thought she looked familiar at first glance but couldn’t remember who she was."

Yao Ye hailed a taxi, disdainfully saying, "Your pig brain can only think of men, what else can you remember?"

Xu Chengyang retorted, "Hmph, you didn’t remember either!"

——

After leaving the club, the tension in Su Wan’s mind gradually dissipated. She took a few deep breaths and followed the direction Fu Weiheng had just left.

Soon, she spotted the familiar figure standing five meters away under a lamp post.

He stood there, the tan cashmere coat casually unbuttoned, revealing a navy blue turtleneck underneath. His cool and handsome face was half-hidden by the high collar, exposing only a pair of dark, deep eyes.

Su Wan saw the pack of Su Yan cigarettes he was toying with, ran over, and snatched it, sniffing his chest repeatedly, glaring at him sharply, "Did you really smoke?"

Fu Weiheng chuckled, pulling open his coat to hug her, rubbing his chin against her hair, "How would I dare?"

Su Wan poked him: "Then why did you buy the cigarettes?"

He said nonchalantly, "Just bought them for fun."

Su Wan: "..."

After holding each other for a while, Fu Weiheng led her towards the Cayenne: "I called a chauffeur; they should be here soon."

Su Wan was silent for a long time, tugging on his sleeve and quietly asked, "Neil, don’t you have anything to ask me?"

He paused slightly, went to the backseat door of the Cayenne, opened it for her, and spoke gently, "Let’s go home first."

Su Wan got in, and Fu Weiheng followed.

Five minutes later, the chauffeur arrived, took the keys from Fu Weiheng, and smoothly drove the car towards the apartment.

Back home, Fu Weiheng wasn’t in a hurry. He went to the bedroom, turned on the light, removed his coat, and said to Su Wan, "Go take a bath first."

"Oh..."

Once Su Wan went into the bathroom, Fu Weiheng undressed and went to the outdoor washroom to shower.

About fifteen minutes later, Su Wan emerged from the bathroom in a cloud of mist, and as she glanced up, she saw the sheer masculinity standing before the wardrobe. freewebnøvel_com

Fu Weiheng had just showered, his hair still damp with droplets clinging to it. Returning to the room, he hadn’t had time to put on a shirt, wearing only loose sports pants. His exposed physique was lean and toned, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his V-line tapering smoothly towards his flat abdomen...

...downwards...

Su Wan involuntarily swallowed, her forehead heating up, feeling as though all the blood in her body had rushed to her head, expecting nosebleed to spill out any second now.

Su instinctively covered her nose, pulling her gaze away to head towards the bed, muttering to herself, "Troublemaker, avert your eyes, don’t look, don’t look..."

Fu Weiheng: "..."

Fu Weiheng left a bedside lamp on before getting into bed. He spread the blanket, opening an arm to beckon Su Wan in the corner to come over.

Su Wan blushed and scooted closer, obediently snuggling into his embrace: "You can ask now."

Fu Weiheng shifted down, facing her, brushing back a lock of her hair with a soft voice, "You’re ready to talk? Hmm?"

"Hmm..." she contemplated for a long while before saying, "Neil, she’s my mom."

He rested a hand on her waist, encouraging her to continue.

Su Wan lowered her eyes, her tone tinged with melancholy: "You know her, I’ve mentioned her to you. You must know she now has a husband and a son."

"Yeah."

Her throat tightened painfully, and thinking back still brought heartache: "Did you know? A month before Dad passed, I called her, hoping she’d come back to see him... But in the end, I only had her at the funeral."

"Dad always told me it wasn’t her fault, that everything was just because the love wasn’t enough... told me not to blame her..." Her voice started to tremble, choked with emotion, "Neil, I don’t hate her, but I can’t forgive her, and I don’t want to forgive her."

She sniffled, burrowing into him, asking softly: "Neil, am I mean?"

Fu Weiheng held her tighter, kissing away her tears with a rich, gentle voice, though deepened with sincerity—

"Of course not." He said, "Even if you were, it’s because I spoiled you."