Chapter 67: Chapter 67

The old man snorted lightly, "Don’t think I don’t know, you haven’t taken the task seriously at all. If you weren’t in a hurry to come back, would you have arranged the airport project layout within two months?"

Fu Rongzeng looked at him with eyes that carried some piercing insight into people’s hearts, "There are some things I won’t speak openly with you about. Since you’re back, take the transfer order to Fu Group tomorrow. How Fu Group proceeds in the future depends completely on you."

Upon hearing that Fu Group was being handed over, Shao Yuwei’s eyes lit up, feeling happy for the person beside her.

She was also happy for herself.

Initially, both their families had plans for them to marry, but seven years ago, when Yinli had an accident, she backed out.

Though she really liked him, she only wanted to marry the true successor of the Fu Family. Now that this day had finally arrived, it fulfilled half of her wish.

Fu Yinli’s expression remained indifferent, adopting a high-minded demeanor even in front of his family, yet not lacking in respect.

After dinner, Fu Rongzeng called him into the study and handed him various documents, completely relieving himself of the burden.

He looked at his grandson, "An arranged marriage with the Shao Family will help your succession. Yuwei has waited for you for seven years, it’s time to give her an answer."

"Marriage isn’t my strategy. Even without relying on others’ power, others can’t shake the Fu Family’s position."

His words were grand and tumultuous, changing the old man’s gaze towards him, "Even if it’s not the Shao Family, you’re already thirty and should settle down."

"I’ll consider settling down, no need for you to worry, Grandpa. Rest assured in handing Fu Group to me, I won’t let you down."

The old man furrowed his brows, solemnity deepened, "Then I’ll wait and see."

The child has grown up with ideas of his own; sometimes just a hint is enough. Ultimately, the choices he makes cannot be forced, and how his future unfolds will be up to him.

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave now."

The old man spoke up, "Drive Yuwei home first."

When Fu Yinli came downstairs, Shao Yuwei stood up from the sofa, gazing at him affectionately.

But the cold, distant aura surrounding him made her reluctant to approach easily, even making simple conversations feel challenging.

Neither in the past nor now, his unique charm remained. After not seeing him for seven years, he had become more mature and steady.

As he drew closer, Shao Yuwei softly called out, "Yinli."

Fu Yinli met her eyes, pausing his steps, "I’ll escort you home."

Upon hearing this, Shao Yuwei’s lips spread into a bright smile, "Alright."

The two walked out the villa foyer one after the other, Fu Yinli opened the rear car door for her, then silently rounded the car to sit behind the wheel.

Staring at the open rear door, Shao Yuwei’s expression stiffened.

After pondering for a moment, she moved forward and sat in the back seat.

The car smoothly hit the road, leaving the main residence of the Fu Family.

In the dim space, Shao Yuwei gazed at the side profile of the driver’s seat, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Midway, she couldn’t help but break the silence, "Yinli, congratulations on taking over Fu Group. Now you can establish yourself in Beijing."

"What does that have to do with you?"

The frigid, unique voice instantly lowered the pressure in the car to an extreme.

Shao Yuwei felt ashamed and upset, not daring to speak again for the entire journey, fearful of saying something that might upset him.

Originally, she couldn’t handle his temperament, and it had been seven years since they last met.

However, upon arrival at her home, he didn’t even get out of the car—he dropped her off and drove away decisively.

The night curtain enveloped the entire city, the lights dazzling.

Car lights flickered by, taking a turn to enter Jing Garden, where Housekeeper Zhao came to greet him.

Housekeeper Zhao replied, "Miss Su went to bed at nine."

Fu Yinli entered carrying the documents, went upstairs directly, and sat at the desk lighting a cigarette.

The rising smoke enshrouded the face, making it appear profound, with eyes as deep as pools in the dark, hard to fathom.

Time flowed quietly in the night, and as the cigarette burned out, the door opened and someone left.

After showering on the second floor, Fu Yinli arrived at the first-floor bedroom in his robe.

The light was still on in the room, and the person on the bed was breathing evenly, sleeping obediently. He locked the door.

Upon getting in bed, he gently pulled her into his arms, kissed her forehead, and nestled against her forehead to sleep.

The person in his arms was awakened and murmured.

Fu Yinli replied softly, "Early morning."

Su Lingzhi frowned slightly, then embraced him back, readjusting her sleep position before falling back asleep.

The next day, after breakfast.

Fu Yinli placed a tie in her hand, requesting, "Help me put it on."

Su Lingzhi asked skeptically, "Are you heading out today?"

"Hmm, going to work."

Su Lingzhi took the tie, skillfully wrapped it around his neck to form a knot.

As a fashion designer, tying a tie was second nature to her, no matter the type he preferred.

When finished, she released her hold, only for him to grasp her wrist.

With sudden strength, he pulled her upward, causing her entire body to stumble unexpectedly into his embrace.

Then, her lips were captured by his.

Su Lingzhi rose on tiptoe, hands climbing onto his shoulders in cooperation.

Fu Yinli gazed deeply at her, eyes intent enough to envelop her.

At times, he doubted the idea of fate, but since meeting her, a streak of good fortune impacted him. At times, he couldn’t help but wonder—had he truly taken her luck, causing her to be as she is now?

He tightened his embrace a bit more, "In the coming days I’ll be at Fu Group, with less time for you. Rest at home and wait until I return at night."

"Housekeeper Zhao is home; if anything comes up, speak to him."

Su Lingzhi nodded, "Why do you seem different today?"

Fu Yinli chuckled softly, "What’s different?"

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"It’s not that I don’t like it." Su Lingzhi paused, "Have you done something you shouldn’t have to me?"

"..." Fu Yinli was at a loss for words, looking at her helplessly, "What are you imagining."

"You only seem peculiar."

Again, with asking her to tie a tie, issuing such reminders, and the rare gentle tone—too stark a contrast not to raise suspicion.

Su Lingzhi didn’t dwell on it, disentangled herself from his embrace, holding his hand, "Alright then, go to work; I should learn tea arts from Uncle Zhao."

Seeing her interest shift quickly, Fu Yinli gave her a last kiss on the lips, donned his suit jacket, and left.

Afterwards, he instructed Housekeeper Zhao standing in the yard, "Mail all the clothes Zhizhi embroidered for me back."