Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me-Chapter 110 - 61 I Miss You Very Much_3

Qin Mu let out an "oh," smiling mischievously as she took the chair from the foot of the bed and moved it in front of Su Wan, asking softly, "Sis, does my brother-in-law have a WeChat account?"

Su Wan glanced at her: "He does, why?"

Qin Mu raised her voice excitedly: "I want to add my brother-in-law on WeChat! Can I?"

Before Su Wan had a chance to respond, a third voice rang out—

"You can."

The deep and clear voice left Qin Mu dumbfounded for a moment. She looked around warily: "What was that?"

Su Wan: "..."

"Your brother-in-law—"

The same male voice sounded again, and Qin Mu’s gaze shifted to the silver phone lying face down on the table beside Su Wan’s hand.

Qin Mu was shocked: "Sis, are you...are you talking to your brother-in-law on the phone?"

Su Wan sighed helplessly, then lifted the phone back up to eye level. Fu Weiheng remained lazily seated in the chair, maintaining his original position.

Qin Mu couldn’t stay calm and was immediately overwhelmed by Fu Weiheng’s handsome face, covering her head and screaming: "Hello, brother-in-law! I’m Su Wan’s sister, Qin Mu!"

Mr. Fu nodded slightly: "Hello, I’m Su Wan’s boyfriend, Fu Weiheng."

Su Wan: "..."

Qin Mu screeched excitedly twice and suddenly said: "Brother-in-law, my sister just told my mom that you’re just someone who plays the violin!"

Fu Weiheng raised an eyebrow, his indifferent gaze glancing at Su Wan, who guiltily turned away. Meanwhile, Qin Mu continued her rambling: "Then I told my mom you’re a violinist who’ve won many awards. My mom didn’t believe it, thought you were someone with a pretty face but a beastly heart, so I gave her your entire Baidu Encyclopedia page. Now she’s extremely impressed with you!"

Fu Weiheng smiled faintly: "Hmm, thank you."

"You’re welcome, you’re welcome," Qin Mu waved her hand, feeling particularly flattered.

Su Wan: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly grew quiet, and Qin Mu, noticing Su Wan’s indifferent expression, tactfully said, "I’m going to watch TV; you two carry on chatting." As she left, she didn’t forget to remind, "Sis, remember to give me my brother-in-law’s WeChat!"

With a "bang" when the door closed, the room fell silent again.

Su Wan stared at the screen for a long time, preparing to say something to ease the awkwardness, when Fu Weiheng’s deep voice suddenly broke the silence—

"In your eyes, I’m just someone who plays the violin?"

Though his tone was calm, Su Wan distinctly heard a hint of a minor temper, so she tried to make amends: "...In my eyes, you’re omnipotent."

"Heh..."

"..."

After a moment, she persisted: "I really miss you."

"..."

Unhesitatingly: "Neil, I love you."

"..."

——

The next afternoon, only Su Wan and Qin Mu were at home.

After practicing the violin for two hours, Su Wan, feeling bored, went to the living room to watch TV with Qin Mu.

The TV drama Strings of Your Heart was first aired in summer 2016 with high ratings and had been repeatedly rebroadcast by major satellite channels during vacation periods.

Su Wan looked at Qin Mu’s captivated face and couldn’t understand...

Hasn’t she already watched this drama three times...?

Yet she’s still so mesmerized?

When Su Wan’s attention returned to the TV, the camera just happened to cut to a man with a strong, upright stature, his sharp and handsome features captured perfectly in the sunshine.

The saying "A gentleman as graceful as jade, unparalleled in the world" couldn’t describe him better.

Suddenly, her memory jogged, and Su Wan remembered the man she had incidentally seen at the Yanchuan Grand Theater not long ago— fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Xiang Qichen, a rising star in the entertainment industry, Qin Mu’s... idol.

That’s when the phone rang. Su Wan paused, glanced at the caller ID, and picked up: "Neil..."

"What are you doing?" The crisp voice carried a hint of weariness, a muffled tone that inexplicably made Su Wan’s heart skip a beat.

She answered candidly: "Watching Xiang Qichen."

There was a brief silence on the other end, then the tone turned colder: "Is he good-looking?"

Su Wan was taken aback. Could it be that the God is... jealous?

She glanced again at the handsome man on TV and said frankly: "Not as good-looking as you."

"Oh..." His calm tone betrayed a faint hint of a temper, "Do you like him?"