Chapter 152: 0152 you still know to come back Chapter 152: 0152 you still know to come back Su Ran gazed at the man’s tall and straight silhouette, lost in thought for a moment.
Why did she feel that Fu Qiyuan’s state of mind today seemed somewhat off?
Su Ran held her things and went straight to the kitchen.
“You sit down for a while, I’ll go cook.”
The man responded indifferently, lazily sitting on the sofa, his fingers with distinct knuckles pulling off his tie, undoing the top two buttons of his shirt.
His manner was aristocratic and casually dismissive, appearing somewhat unconcerned.
Su Ran couldn’t help but take another glance at him, her suspicions growing stronger.
An hour and a half later, dinner was served.
Su Ran sat opposite the man, watching him eat his food calmly and methodically, the feeling of doubt growing inside her.
Why was it so quiet today?
It was a quietness that felt unusual.
At the sound of her voice, Fu Qiyuan looked up at her unhurriedly.
The man seemed taken aback, visibly pausing for a moment.
Su Ran watched him, her tone sure.
“What’s wrong with you? You seem somewhat unhappy.”
the frown that had been etched on Fu Qiyuan’s face slowly relaxed, the gloom that had been clouding his mind all afternoon gradually dissipating.
After considering for a moment, he finally spoke.
“Really, it’s nothing?”
Su Ran exhaled softly and did not pursue the matter further, and both of them quietly continued eating.
After dinner, he did not intend to stay long, and Su Ran could tell that he was tired by the look between his brows.
“I’ll be leaving first, you should rest early.”
He stood up and kissed her forehead softly, saying in a low voice.
Su Ran also got up, but Fu Qiyuan reached out to hold her, pressing her back down onto the sofa.
“No need, rest early, alright?”
His deep voice, as always warm and pleasant, caused Su Ran’s eyebrows to twitch slightly.
Then she watched as the man picked up his tie and suit jacket nearby and left.
A look of puzzlement lingered in Su Ran’s starry eyes as she felt that the man’s emotions were somehow amiss today.
The car drove through the expansive road and came to a mansion.
Behind the gilded iron gate stood a towering and grand villa.
At this time, the surrounding area was brightly lit; from a distance, the villa was embraced by mountains, with bridges over streams, the whole house enshrouded in a misty haze, exuding a mysterious aura.
The gate opened slowly, and the car entered; as it did, the fountain at the entrance of the mansion burst into a myriad of colors.
The dazzling interplay of light and shadow danced upon the water, creating an exquisite spectacle in the night.
Upon entering, Fu Qiyuan saw a line of respectful servants standing in the living room, as expected.
“Oh, you knew to come back huh!”
On the sofa sat an energetic and elegantly noble old lady.
Hearing this, Fu Qiyuan glanced at the old lady indifferently.
At those words, a sharp look shot from the old lady’s eyes suddenly.
“What, I can’t come to your house? Or do you want to throw me out?”
Fu Qiyuan’s disdainful gaze was unmistakable, and seeing it, the old lady’s heart clenched.
Undutiful descendant!
“How come you’re here?”
He sat down on the sofa beside the old lady, his demeanor lazy and careless.
“Where have you been? It’s so late for you to return.”
Fu Qiyuan took a cigarette out of the pack and soon, smoke swirled around him.
His sensually thin lips holding the cigarette, he leaned back on the sofa lethargically, one hand propping his forehead, his eyes and expression indifferent and abstinent, revealing no emotion.
The old lady cast a disgruntled glance at him.