Chapter 560: What do you want? Chapter 560: What do you want? Fu Qiyuan curled his lips into a smile, stretched out his hand to rub the girl’s head, his voice low and sexy.
As he spoke, he took her hand, and the two walked across the path of flowers towards the restaurant.
But halfway there, Su Ran suddenly stopped.
Fu Qiyuan’s pace also paused slightly, and he turned to look at Su Ran, his voice gentle.
His teasing voice made Su Ran’s heart tremble slightly, she lifted her gaze to look at him, her voice slightly choked.
“What should I do? Fu Qiyuan, I’m a bit overwhelmed.”
She looked up at him, her eyes slightly reddened, her face a mix of excitement and bewilderment.
Fu Qiyuan rarely saw such an emotional side of her, his eyes became even softer, his heart completely melted.
“You’re overwhelmed by this?”
Su Ran nodded slightly and responded softly.
Then, looking up at him again.
The man’s handsome face was filled with a calm smile, he said nothing, just pulled her along to the restaurant.
An intense visual shock greeted them again, as the restaurant’s floor, chairs, and tables were all covered with roses.
Then came the red wine, candlelight, and dinner.
Su Ran looked at everything in front of her, completely stunned.
Fu Qiyuan wrapped his arm around her slender waist, pulling her directly into his embrace, then he lowered his head to peck her lips.
“Still feeling disappointed now?”
Su Ran looked up at him, bewildered, her starry eyes filled with confusion.
Fu Qiyuan’s lips bore a constant smile, his deep eyes shaded with a hint of teasing.
“I heard someone was quite disappointed that I didn’t come to pick you up from the airport?”
Under the man’s focused and fervent gaze, Su Ran’s face couldn’t help but flush.
Fu Qiyuan’s lips curled, “Are you sure? Didn’t you say over the phone that you missed me?”
The hand holding her tightened slightly, pulling her even closer to his chest.
“You really don’t miss me? Hmm?”
Fu Qiyuan’s voice grew deeper and more mysterious, the seductive lilt making Su Ran’s eyelashes quiver slightly.
But after a moment, Su Ran’s eyes suddenly stopped, and she straightened up from his embrace.
Her delicate brows raised slightly, her face meaningfully looking at him.
“So you didn’t come to pick me up from the airport because you were preparing all this?”
Fu Qiyuan raised an eyebrow, looked down at her, and said nothing, but his expression already said it all.
The corners of Su Ran’s lips curved slightly, her face teasing.
The cunning gleam in her starry eyes left the man both helpless and utterly indulgent.
He lowered his head to nibble lightly on her soft lips.
“So what? What does that prove?”
Su Ran chuckled softly, slowly leaning towards him, looking up at the man’s incredibly handsome face.
“It proves… you missed me too.”
Her breath, like that of orchids, sprayed against the man’s jawline, darkening Fu Qiyuan’s eyes in an instant.
The arms wrapped around Su Ran’s waist tightened once more, as he slowly leaned down towards her.
“Yeah, I missed you a lot.”
Caught off guard by the man’s flirtation.
Su Ran felt satisfied, raising her eyebrows.
With that, she intended to leave his embrace to enjoy tonight’s candlelit dinner.
Yet, just as she took a step away, she was pulled back into his arms by the man.
Fu Qiyuan lifted a hand to her delicate chin, his voice low and sexy.
“You haven’t answered my question.”
They stood only inches apart, and Su Ran’s breath hitched slightly.
“Do you miss me? Hmm?”
Su Ran’s eyes trembled slightly, and after a long while, she gently exhaled a single word.
No sooner had her voice fallen than Fu Qiyuan lowered his head and kissed her lips heavily.
In that moment, their yearning for each other went without saying.
After the kiss, they sat down to dine.
The servants had all departed at some point, leaving the vast villa to just Su Ran and Fu Qiyuan.
The man raised his wine glass, a soft smile on his face.
Su Ran quirked an eyebrow, smiling back at him.
“Congratulations for what? The contest results haven’t come out yet.”
Fu Qiyuan’s dark eyes grew deeper, as if harboring some emotion that lay dormant in their depths.
“Congratulations on your championship, and congratulations to me for soon getting my wish.”
Su Ran was somewhat puzzled but still raised her glass to gently clink it against his.
“So sure I’ll take the championship?”
“Yes, nobody is better than you.”
A tide of emotion flooded Su Ran’s heart.
Not a single person on the internet believed in her.
But what did that matter?
With Fu Qiyuan, that was enough!
After downing a glass of wine, they began their meal, and Su Ran looked at the food on the table.
“Did you cook the steak tonight yourself?”
Fu Qiyuan nodded and switched his cut steak with Su Ran’s, “Try it?”
Seeing the cut steak in front of her, Su Ran’s heart warmed as she picked up her fork to taste it.
Fu Qiyuan watched her quietly, waiting for her assessment.
Su Ran’s eyes brightened, and she nodded.
Fu Qiyuan’s lips curved up, as he too picked up his cutlery, his movements both elegant and refined.
Throughout the meal, Su Ran observed him in silence; every movement he made was a pleasing sight.
Every action was in the style she admired the most.
Half an hour later, the romantic candle-lit dinner drew to an end.
Standing at the doorway of the dining room, Su Ran looked at the roses filling the room, unable to suppress the deep emotion within her.
Tonight, she seemed to understand what happiness was.
Fu Qiyuan slowly walked up to Su Ran, reaching from behind to wrap his arms around her waist, pressing his warm, firm chest against her back, instantly offering her warmth.
“What are you thinking about?”
The man’s familiar, crisp scent enveloped her in an instant, hot breath spraying on her ear, brushing against her skin with each breath.
Su Ran shook her head and turned slightly to look at him, then placed her slightly cool hands on top of the man’s, which were circled around her abdomen.
“Thank you, Fu Qiyuan, I’m very happy tonight.”
Fu Qiyuan clasped her chilly hands in his warm palms, his voice low and alluring.
“Are you really grateful?”
Su Ran nodded, “Of course.”
“Then give me a gift.”
“A gift? What gift do you want?”
Fu Qiyuan gently nuzzled her neck, his cool lips brushing over Su Ran’s skin as he spoke, his voice sexy and husky.
“Promise to give it first?”
Su Ran’s body tensed up on the spot, her veins throbbing as she resisted the trembling throughout her body and turned around in his embrace.
She looked up at him and crashed into the depths of his profound eyes.
“Alright, what do you want?”
Fu Qiyuan gave her a deep look, kissed her neck, then slowly released her and took her hand, leading her towards their bedroom.
Outside the bedroom door, Fu Qiyuan paused for a moment, before finally opening the door with effort.
[The roses are all ready–how could they possibly be just for celebration, right?
Lovely readers with tickets, please continue to throw them my way!]