Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me-Chapter 113 - 63 Unexpected Visitor

New Year’s Eve, family dinner.

Su Yue and Mr. Qin had been busy in the kitchen since afternoon.

Su Wan saw it was getting late, so she got up to try and help in the kitchen, only to be shooed out by Su Yue: "You kids, stay in the living room! Dinner will be ready soon."

Su Wan shrugged helplessly, glanced at Qin Yan tinkering with the computer and Qin Mu watching TV in the living room, and eventually turned back to her room.

She opened WeChat on her phone, just as Xu Chengyang and Yao Ye called her in their group chat—

Jinjin’s Chengyang: Lovely ladies, have you started eating! [Cute]

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: Beauties, have you started eating! [Smile]

Jinjin’s Chengyang: Where’s my Wanwan!

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: Xu Chengyang, I just discovered something incredible.

Jinjin’s Chengyang: ???

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: Jinjin’s Chengyang... tightly... Little, Cheng, Yang. [Lewd]

Jinjin’s Chengyang: ... Get lost, damn it!

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: Hahahahahaha...

Swan: ...

Swan: Have you eaten?

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: My mom hasn’t finished cooking yet, and a bunch of little brats came to my house, I’m about to go crazy!!

Jinjin’s Chengyang: A huge crowd of relatives came to my house, and like every year, the grand family drama starts punctually now—Heart of Greed [Smile]

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: Impressive, Jinjin Yang, I concede [Fist]

Jinjin’s Chengyang: Go to hell!

Jinjin’s Chengyang: Wanwan, how’s your long-distance with Mr. Fu going?

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: How is it?

Swan: Missing him like crazy?

It’s Yao Ye not Yao Ye: Caught off guard by another wave of PDA [Manual goodbye]

Jinjin’s Chengyang: Impressive, red red fire, dazzling and confusing

Exiting the chat interface, Su Wan casually clicked on the pinned chat interface, and sent a WeChat message to no one else but the one who makes her "miss him like crazy"—

Swan: "Neil, have you guys gone to the restaurant yet?"

A minute later, Mr. Fu sent over a WeChat video call, and Su Wan was stunned for two seconds before picking it up.

On the screen was the scene of his bedroom. The phone was probably set on the bedside cabinet, the lens directly facing his closet, and the image was empty.

Then, Su Wan heard a series of footsteps coming from the other side, a tall figure approaching from afar.

He must have just showered, wearing a set of black loungewear, standing by the bed drying his hair with a towel. With the camera tilted down, Su Wan’s attention was entirely on his long legs.

Mr. Fu casually brushed a few strands of wet hair and walked closer to the camera. Sitting by the bed, his voice gentle: "Haven’t eaten yet?"

Su Wan nodded sheepishly: "You haven’t left yet?"

"No, booked the restaurant for six-thirty." Fu Weiheng raised his hand to undo two buttons on his pajamas. Then he got up, opened the wardrobe, pulled out a black sweater and a woolen duffle coat, tossed them onto the bed, and continued undoing the buttons he hadn’t finished earlier.

Su Wan was dumbstruck.

Is he going to... change clothes?

In her daze, Fu Weiheng had already undone all the buttons and nonchalantly took off his top. The camera angled from the side, Su Wan could see his flat stomach with defined mermaid lines and abs.

Her face gradually reddened, but her gaze remained steady. She stared at the full display of masculinity for a long time, showing no intention of hanging up.

"Like what you see?" he suddenly glanced over with a smirk.

Su Wan swallowed dryly, instinctively nodding: "Quite..."

He grabbed the black sweater, bundled it in his hands but didn’t put it on immediately, instead taking a step closer, positioning his bare body in front of the camera, leaning down slightly, his lips curved: "Want to touch?"

His deep voice carried a tantalizing allure, inviting her with remarkable sincerity to—go ahead, touch me.

Su Wan’s mind went blank with a "boom," instantly turning bashful like the prawns Mr. Qin just fished out of the pot, her face burning crimson.

Hurriedly lowering her eyes, she shifted the camera elsewhere: "I... I’ll hang up now."

Without waiting for him to respond, she decisively tapped the red circle to end the call.

Fu Weiheng, staring at the abruptly disconnected video, was momentarily stunned, then chuckled quietly.

Still can’t handle the teasing.

——

On the way to the restaurant, Mr. Fu surprisingly suggested going together with Fu Weiheng.

Mu Qing and Fu Yi Yuan took Ye Fan in Ye Yin Huan’s car to lead the way for their family.

In the Bentley V8, it was the butler Vincent driving.

Fu Weiheng sat in the back seat, glancing at the elderly man resting his eyes, always having a grasp of the situation at heart.