Chapter 281: 0281 I am very rich Chapter 281: 0281 I am very rich It was light, somewhat ticklish!
Before Su Ran had time to react, she heard Fu Qiyuan’s husky, sexy voice that almost drowned her say:
“Even if you’re not worried about others stealing your boyfriend, men tend to turn bad when they get rich.”
Fu Qiyuan slightly curled his lips, his hand slowly sliding to her lower back, pulling her gently forward to rest his forehead against hers.
Su Ran stiffened for a moment, silently watching him, so close that she could see his eyelashes.
The pale pupils, clear-cut black and white, and reflected in his eyes was her own silhouette.
For some reason, her heart softened.
However, when it came to the subject of wealth, Su Ran was reminded of his extravagant gesture tonight.
“Speaking of which, didn’t you go a bit too far tonight?”
Fu Qiyuan lifted his gaze, staring at her.
Su Ran smiled, meeting his eyes.
“Two hundred million for a single piece of music, I never knew the pieces I played were worth that much.”
“One in a million, you are indeed that unique one.”
Su Ran was momentarily stunned.
“Besides, this piece of music has a different significance; it witnessed the most important day of our lives.”
Su Ran’s starry eyes suddenly trembled, then the curvature of her lips gradually rose, radiant and wanton.
Fu Qiyuan’s deep eyes fell on her delicate face, the patchy light through the car window sweeping across her face.
Her tall, dainty nose was bathed in a layer of radiance, and her eyes sparkled like stars, gathering a milky way.
“We’ll use this piece of music at our wedding too.”
Su Ran silently watched him, “You really aren’t modest, planning wedding details on the very first day we’re together.”
Fu Qiyuan curved his lips, bent over slightly, and moved closer to her, his husky, deep voice sending shivers down her spine.
“Mm, I want to marry you as soon as possible.”
Unable to resist, Su Ran reached out and tapped his forehead, her heart as soft as cotton, smilingly gazing at him.
“Alright, I’ll wait for you!”
Wait for you to marry me.
Su Xinyan and Gu Heng were both somewhat out of sorts tonight, so neither of them spoke much on the way home.
Gu Heng didn’t walk Su Xinyan to the door as usual but simply said goodbye at the entrance and then drove away from the Su Family home.
Su Xinyan stood blankly at the entrance of the Su Family Villa, watching the car disappear, her beautiful eyes roiling with complicated emotions.
The night wind was cool, but she felt none of it, one hand tightly clutching her purse, squeezing it out of shape with her strength.
Her slender figure trembled slightly in the night wind, whether from being cold or angry, it was unclear.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the tide of hatred in her eyes, then turned and entered the house.
Wen Peipei, Tan Lirong, and Su Hongde were all there.
Upon seeing Su Xinyan’s figure, all three faces showed a tender smile.
Su Xinyan bowed her head slightly, responding softly.
Wen Peipei’s eyebrows imperceptibly frowned as she looked at her with a serious expression.
However, Tan Lirong, who was usually attentive to her darling daughter, did not notice Su Xinyan’s unusual demeanor and started questioning her about the Charity Donation Event.
Su Xinyan clutched her purse tightly, not uttering a word.
Wen Peipei’s face darkened, her voice stern with a touch of authority.
Only then did Tan Lirong notice Su Xinyan’s frail shoulders trembling, and she fell silent instantly.