Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me-Chapter 129 - 71: As One Drinks Water

Jiang Zhiyan lifted her eyes again and said, "I don’t blame her, nor will I disturb her and her family."

Jiang Zhiyan smiled helplessly, "If that was going to be the result, then why did I bother saying those things to you?"

Su Wan was stunned, feeling a bit confused by his ambiguous words.

"Since Aunt has come to find you, she has already made all the plans, including my grandfather." He lowered his eyes, a mocking curve appearing at the corners of his mouth, "In a sense, my aunt and I are the same kind of people, trapped in that big house, always blindly compliant, never having resisted... But at least, my aunt has you, and I..." apart from an empty shell, have nothing.

The last words were drowned out by the noisy chatter in the restaurant, and Su Wan always found it hard to imagine that someone like Jiang Zhiyan, who always seemed so at ease, could also have such a lonely and frustrated side. She suddenly remembered what Xu Chengyang had said some time ago about him and a teenage girl... Could it be...

"Sorry..." He couldn’t help but cover his mouth again, coughing intermittently, "spoke... too much."

Su Wan couldn’t feel at ease, quickly poured a cup of warm water and pushed it in front of him, advising, "You should hurry to the hospital, dragging it like this will become serious..."

"But..."

"I’m really fine, you go quickly."

Jiang Zhiyan really couldn’t hold on, his head fuzzy, feeling terrible all over, and before going out he had specifically taken cold medicine, which now seemed to be of no use at all. Helplessly, he picked up the phone from the table, stood up, and apologized again.

Su Wan waved her hand and urged him to the hospital.

Once she saw his figure exit the restaurant door, Su Wan sat down again, glanced at the dishes on the table, and sighed.

What could she do, they were already ordered, of course she had to finish them. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Soon, the waiter brought the dishes one after another, almost filling the long table.

Su Wan couldn’t help but laugh and cry, how much had been ordered... She had clearly only ordered a bowl of wonton noodles.

Just as Su Wan was about to pull out her phone to ask Xu Chengyang and Yao Ye for help, a shadow suddenly loomed over her, and someone sat down across from her.

She instinctively looked up, only to see the man in front of her glance lightly over the table full of dishes, with a half-smile, "Who would have thought, Madam has such a good appetite even alone?"

Su Wan immediately burst into laughter, "Why are you here?"

Fu Weiheng reached over, took her teacup, and sipped, "Just passing by."

Su Wan: "...Aren’t this and your house two different directions?"

Fu Weiheng slightly furrowed his brow, "...Just taking a drive."

Su Wan: "..."

Su Wan: "Did you eat the takeout I ordered for you?"

Fu Weiheng dismissively said, "Didn’t eat."

Su Wan anxiously asked, "Why didn’t you eat?"

Fu Weiheng: "Couldn’t stomach it."

Su Wan: "..." Why the sudden mood?

Actually, he was feeling restless... Knowing Su Wan was eating with another man, how could he stay calm? Even if that man was Jiang Zhiyan, he felt uneasy, and eventually, the unopened box of takeout ended up in the trash untouched...

Su Wan pointed to the dishes on the table, "Want to eat?"

A certain someone continued to be stubborn, "No."

Su Wan: "...Then I’ll eat."

Fu Weiheng: "..."

At the end of winter, the temperature at night was still bone-chilling.

As Jiang Zhiyan walked out of the restaurant to the roadside to hail a cab, he was already struggling to stand steady.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was burning hot.

No doubt, he had a fever.

With a dizzy mind, just as he raised his hand to hail a cab, his body suddenly fell backward uncontrollably, and in his blur, he seemed to see the person he had been thinking about for years -

"Nian Nian..."

——

After dinner, the two returned to the Fu Mansion as usual.

Fu Quan and Fu Yi Yuan hadn’t returned to the United States yet. In previous years, they usually flew back to the United States the day after the Lantern Festival. But this year, since Fu Weiheng had a performance in Yanchuan in March, it was his first stage performance in years, and as relatives, they were there to support him.

They arrived at the Fu Mansion around ten o’clock. The old man always went to bed early, and after dinner, he watched TV in the living room for a while before going to his room. Ye Yin Huan and Fu Weijin had a business dinner tonight and hadn’t returned yet.

In the living room, only Fu Yi Yuan was there, watching TV and fiddling with his newly acquired purple clay teapot.

Fu Weiheng and Su Wan entered the foyer one after the other. Hearing the noise, Fu Yi Yuan turned to look, "Back?"

Su Wan nodded politely, but Fu Weiheng went straight upstairs without a glance back, his gloomy face leaving Fu Yi Yuan puzzled and prompting him to ask Su Wan, "What’s wrong with him?"