Jiang Moxi and Ling Ye looked back in shock, only to see Chi Jing pushing Fu Youhan towards them across the lawn.
The sun was setting, and the man in the wheelchair wore a grayish-blue suit, his features sharp and his expression grave.
Both regained their composure, but their expressions changed instantly.
Especially Ling Ye, who even started to stammer, "Uncle, what brings you here?"
He had promised his uncle before that he would not link him with Jiang Moxi anymore.
But now, his uncle had caught them in the act, even as Jiang Moxi was about to call him uncle-in-law.
Ling Ye became panicked, worried that his uncle would completely eradicate them.
Jiang Moxi’s expression was no better, her beautiful eyes filled only with shock and panic.
Seeing Fu Youhan’s stern face, which held a mockingly soft gaze upon her, Jiang Moxi felt very uneasy.
"I was just kidding."
Previously, when they registered their marriage, she had suggested to Fu Youhan that they keep the marriage a secret, not wanting to cause him any trouble.
But now, having been caught, she prompted his nephew to call her aunt.
This was outright a massive social death scene!
Jiang Moxi felt annoyed and simply lowered her eyes.
Thus, she didn’t see the softening arc at the man’s lips when he heard the word "joke."
"It better be a joke," the man’s voice sounded even colder in an instant.
Jiang Moxi’s hands, resting on her thighs, tightened.
From his tone, it was not hard to guess that he was genuinely angry.
It seemed he also didn’t want their real relationship to be exposed.
That is what Jiang Moxi hoped for as well.
Yet why did her mood feel inexplicably low at this moment?
Ling Ye, seeing Jiang Moxi hanging her head, thought she was being tortured by his uncle’s gaze.
To rescue Jiang Moxi from dire straits, Ling Ye hastily said, "Uncle, Moxi was really just joking. She even joined a social event today and didn’t do too badly!"
What Ling Ye meant was, Jiang Moxi had joined a social event, she wasn’t clinging to his uncle anymore, please let her go.
But he didn’t know that as soon as his words fell, Fu Youhan’s eyes darkened further when he looked at Jiang Moxi, deep and inscrutable, impossible to perceive or reach.
"What gains did you have? Feel free to share."
Fu Youhan’s gaze continued to linger on Jiang Moxi, his handsome face darkly grim.
Like the sky before a stormy snowfall in December, clouds densely packed, oppressively suffocating.
Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan looked at each other, feeling more like Ling Ye wasn’t finding her a match today, but a grave.
And Ling Ye, completely unaware of the tension, answered for Jiang Moxi as Fu Youhan questioned.
"A few brothers who came to the social event today are quite fond of Moxi, and before leaving they even..."
To stop Ling Ye from making things worse, Jiang Moxi had to interrupt him.
"That’s enough, I’m not interested in those people, and you don’t need to provide their contact information to me!"
"Moxi!" Ling Ye made great effort signaling Jiang Moxi with winks and faces, hinting that he was rescuing her from a dire situation.
But Jiang Moxi barely gave him another glance, instead turning directly to Fu Youhan.
"Uncle, are you heading back to the city? I need to go to Night Color for a part-time job, can you give me a ride?"
She didn’t deliberately raise her tone or lower her voice servilely.
Therefore, Ling Ye felt even more that Jiang Moxi was giving up hope, abandoning her life!
You see, Jiang Moxi immediately rejected the social relationships he had arranged for her, and now she even wanted to hitch a ride with his uncle?
Ling Ye felt that, given his uncle’s dislike for Jiang Moxi, it was absolutely impossible for him to agree to give her a ride, and he might just severely scold Jiang Moxi.
"Moxi, I’ll find you a car later," Ling Ye said hurriedly, trying to save Jiang Moxi’s neck.
But shortly after his words fell, Fu Youhan also spoke up, "I happen to have something to discuss with Ye Chen, let’s go."
Chi Jing, upon hearing this, immediately pushed the wheelchair towards the direction of their car.
It took Ling Ye several seconds to realize that his uncle was speaking to Jiang Moxi.
He dislikes Jiang Moxi so much, yet he agreed to let Jiang Moxi hitch a ride in his car?
Under Ling Ye’s incredulous gaze, Jiang Moxi waved goodbye to him and then followed Fu Youhan’s pace.
It was not until he saw them get into the car and the car drove away that Ling Ye couldn’t help but admire:
"Thank goodness for my uncle. His quality is truly extraordinary, managing to act so gentlemanly even in front of someone he dislikes."
Yes, Ling Ye felt that Fu Youhan still deeply disliked Jiang Moxi from the bottom of his heart.
It was only due to his high standards and education that he couldn’t bring himself to reject a woman’s request.
After his exclamation, Ling Ye then asked the butler standing nearby, "Uncle Wang, what did my uncle come here for today?"
"The Second Master has been quite restless recently. With the master not in the country, he’s worried about your safety, so he asked the Third Young Master to drop by occasionally," the butler said.
Now Ling Ye understood why Fu Youhan had recently been bringing various fresh foods to see him and Ling Hua.
Meanwhile, Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi were on their way to Night Color.
"Today, I didn’t know it was a social gathering; Ling Ye only told me that it was just a dinner with some games."
Watching the street scenes swiftly retreating outside the car window, Jiang Moxi took the initiative to explain.
She and Fu Youhan had agreed before, that during their marriage, they should avoid any romantic ambiguity with others.
She couldn’t lead by breaking rules.
"Avoid that brat in the future," Fu Youhan said in a calm tone, and it was uncertain whether he believed her explanation.
Just as Jiang Moxi was pondering whether to clarify further, Fu Youhan spoke again.
"Have you had dinner?"
Jiang Moxi slightly raised her eyebrows, realizing that the man must have believed her words; her anxious heart also returned to peace.
"Not yet, but I had a full lunch."
She meant that she didn’t need dinner tonight.
But Fu Youhan said, "You need to eat your meals on time to stay healthy."
Then, he had Chi Jing drive to the private restaurant where they had eaten crabs before.
Today’s crab was made into a refreshing cold dish, which was quite appetizing.
With Fu Youhan giving Jiang Moxi training chopsticks, it greatly aroused her appetite.
Seeing Jiang Moxi enjoying her meal, Fu Youhan picked up the warm yellow wine just brought by the chef and took a sip.
"Aren’t you eating, just drinking?"
Jiang Moxi realized halfway through her meal that she was almost finished, while Fu Youhan hadn’t touched his chopsticks.
"I don’t have much appetite."
Fu Youhan’s voice was cool and clear, and his deep eyes were also as calm as a cold pool at this moment.
Jiang Moxi observed the man for a moment, and belatedly realized that his mood didn’t seem very good today.
Hesitating for a moment, Jiang Moxi used the training chopsticks to pick up a stick of cold crab meat and offered it to Fu Youhan’s lips.
This surprised Fu Youhan, and he looked at Jiang Moxi.
She smiled sweetly, "Didn’t you say you need to eat meals on time to stay healthy? Open your mouth, it tastes good."
Perhaps under her influence, the previously cleanliness-obsessed Fu Youhan inexplicably opened his mouth and ate the food Jiang Moxi offered him.
"Delicious, right?" Jiang Moxi smiled, her smile revealing two dimples.
There was clearly no alcohol in her dimples, yet Fu Youhan began to feel intoxicated...