Chapter 458: We will definitely support you. Chapter 458: We will definitely support you. She couldn’t help but mutter again, “I thought you were really mad at me.”
Fu Qiyuan looked down at her, a softness suddenly welling up in his heart, and he couldn’t resist pinching her cheek.
“Silly girl, there’s no way I could actually be mad at you,” he said.
Su Ran smiled and looked at him with raised eyebrows.
“That’s not necessarily true; what if one day I really do something that angers you? What would you do then? Would you stop talking to me?”
Fu Qiyuan stared at her for a moment and said, “I wouldn’t.”
Surprise flashed across Su Ran’s face, and she instinctively blinked, starlight twinkling in her eyes.
Seeing this, Fu Qiyuan laughed softly.
“If you make me angry, I have many ways to deal with you. As for being angry, what should I do if it ruins my health?”
Curious about his answer, Su Ran couldn’t help but ask:
Fu Qiyuan chuckled, the sound resonating softly.
“Pretending to be a gentleman? That’s a very nice description.”
Seeing her annoyed face, Fu Qiyuan felt strangely pleased, and the corners of his lips gradually curved upward.
“Isn’t it true? You came to see me today because you missed me, didn’t you?”
Su Ran’s eyes darted around, not daring to meet his insightful gaze.
Fu Qiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned in a little closer, his handsome face inches from hers.
“You don’t miss me? Are you sure?”
She spoke, stood up, took the box that was just placed on the coffee table, moved next to Fu Qiyuan, and sat down, gently opening it.
A rich scent of milk permeated the air, wafting to her nose.
The packaging was exquisite, inside was a piece of Western-style dessert that looked very appetizing.
Fu Qiyuan saw her eagerness and smiled helplessly.
“If you like it, I can have it delivered to you every day.”
Su Ran shook her head and smiled, “This kind of thing should only be tasted occasionally. It can’t replace a meal.”
As she spoke, she scooped a small spoonful and tasted it.
The moment her taste buds touched the dessert, she slightly furrowed her brows.
Fu Qiyuan saw her expression and his deep eyes landed on her lips smudged with cream. His clear, dark eyes gradually grew somber.
Western desserts are just like that, emphasizing a sweet and flavorful taste, and visual appeal, combining sweetness and the various complex experiences it can evoke, layer by layer to the ultimate.
“Do you want to try?”
Su Ran looked up at him and pointed at the dessert on the table.
“Do you want to try?”
However, after spending so much time together, she and Fu Qiyuan’s tastes were similar; they didn’t like food that was too sweet.
She had originally thought of pairing the dessert with fresh flowers.
Now she realized that they both seemed unsuitable for such a treat.
Not getting a response from Fu Qiyuan, Su Ran looked up at him again.
The man’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, and he murmured a low assent.
Su Ran nodded, scooped another small spoonful, and carefully, with her hand guiding it, brought it to his lips.
Fu Qiyuan made no move, just staring at her intently. Su Ran looked at him, puzzled.
Before she knew it, she was tumbling into his embrace.
Instinctively, her hands clutched at his shoulders.
When she realized what had happened, she let out a slight sigh of relief.
She looked up at him, her expression inquisitive.
This move, however, was precisely what he had wanted, giving him his desired opportunity.
In the end, he let go of her.
“Well, it’s still not as sweet as you,” he said.
Su Ran’s face flushed at his words.
The man felt not the slightest impropriety and even appeared to take it for granted. Su Ran looked at him, at a loss for words.
Seeing her like that, Fu Qiyuan smiled and spoke softly:
“I still prefer your taste.”
Su Ran’s face turned crimson, especially as she saw the meaningful light flickering in Fu Qiyuan’s deep eyes, she was too bashful to respond.
Where had her previous assertiveness and aura gone?
At Qianran International, she was President Su, a figure that could strike fear in people’s hearts.
Online, she was the Eldest Miss Su, embroiled in negative news.
Why was she so feeble in front of Fu Qiyuan, so weak and cowardly?
Su Ran bit her lip, thinking.
“If you keep biting your lip, I can’t guarantee what will happen next,” he said.
Fu Qiyuan’s black eyes narrowed sharply. The next second, he withdrew his hand that had been around her waist, and in the space where his scent lingered coldly, she came back to her senses just as he moved away from her.
Su Ran looked at him with confusion and called out softly.