After sending off Uncle Pei Jiu and the others, Jiangli stood up and stretched, "Finally done talking, this mutual probing is really pointless."
Xia Xin heard this and only then realized that what Uncle Pei Jiu had just said was indeed quite odd.
"Have some beverage." Fu Shiyan handed over a cup of milk tea, "I heard Lili likes it, so I had Jianchuan order it."
As soon as she saw the milk tea, Jiangli’s eyes lit up, and her whole demeanor became lively, shaking off the lethargy from before.
She immediately took the milk tea with a beaming smile, "Mr. Fu, I knew you were reliable, truly a friend worth making."
Fu Shiyan couldn’t help but laugh, "Is a cup of milk tea all it takes to be reliable?"
"Of course." Jiangli made a popping sound as she inserted the straw, pointing to Xia Xin next to her, "You see, he’s not up to it."
Suddenly feeling rejected, Xia Xin: "..."
He had been listening intently to their conversation just now; how could he have thought so much about it?
Xia Xin looked at Fu Shiyan and thought to himself, if it weren’t for harboring rebellious thoughts against the old patriarch, he wouldn’t believe that Fu Shiyan was such a considerate and attentive person.
A man who is wealthy, gentle, and considerate is probably as rare as a gemstone. Once they appear, they’re snatched up immediately.
However, Xia Xin didn’t have the guts to say this directly.
He could only stand there, looking aggrieved.
Hearing this, Fu Shiyan chuckled, "If Lili likes it, I’ll buy it for you every day."
Upon hearing this, Jiangli was delighted, "Really?!"
Hey, old patriarch, you’re too gullible!
Fooled by a cup of milk tea!
Xia Xin, feeling indignant, secretly glared at Fu Shiyan.
There’s no denying that Fu Shiyan really knew how to handle the old patriarch.
He targeted the old patriarch’s ’weaknesses’ with no mercy.
Fu Shiyan, seemingly oblivious to Xia Xin’s glare, stood with Jiangli, chatting sporadically.
The affection between the two was evident at a glance.
Though there weren’t overly affectionate gestures, it was clear that Jiangli held no defenses against Fu Shiyan; on the contrary, she seemed to trust and... rely on him.
Xia Xin didn’t know how he could tell, but he just sensed something a tiny bit... different about Jiangli.
It was completely different from how the old patriarch usually treated outsiders.
After finishing the milk tea,
Jiangli felt energized and took a deep breath, her face aglow with happiness, "Alright, now I have the energy to go make some money. Mr. Fu, thanks for the milk tea."
Understanding her intention, Fu Shiyan asked, "Going out?"
"Yeah, the Wei Family wanted me to perform a ritual, right? I’ll go take a look."
Jiangli loosened her neck, "I’ve been lying down for two days and a night, my body’s about to fall apart. It’ll be good to go out and get some fresh air."
Fu Shiyan immediately said, "Shall I accompany Lili?"
But Jiangli declined, "No need, Xia Xin will go with me. I’ll be back soon; Mr. Fu, don’t worry."
Fu Shiyan frowned slightly, but quickly smoothed his brow and said, "Alright then, I’ll wait for you to come back."
The tone was like a husband waiting for his wife to return home.
That feeling, it was just like that of an old married couple.
Hearing this, Jiangli paused, looking into Fu Shiyan’s eyes. Suddenly, an image flashed across her mind.
It was as fleeting and dazzling as fireworks, blooming brilliantly before quickly fading away.
Jiangli hadn’t managed to catch it before the image disappeared.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Fu Shiyan noticed Jiangli’s infatuated gaze, his eyes sparkling as he chuckled, "Could it be that Lili is falling for me?"
Jiangli snapped out of it and quickly said, "No, no, that’s not it."