But Wang Tian thought again, if Fu Siyu truly cared for Shu Wan as he showed, how could she end up so miserable that she had to audition for a low-budget TV drama herself?
So, it seemed that because he was there, Fu Siyu had deliberately acted nicely towards Shu Wan.
"Looks like a gentleman on the surface, but is actually a hypocrite."
Wang Tian silently criticized in his heart.
But he dared only mutter this to himself, silently despising Fu Siyu, knowing well that vocalizing these thoughts was impossible—he understood all too well the meaning of the word "consequence."
However, Wang Tian’s sympathy for Shu Wan genuinely deepened.
Pitiful her, a beautiful young girl during her best years, having to step into the role of stepmother for such a grown son and dealing with the deceitful Fu Siyu—it was just too tragic.
Wang Tian became even more determined to earn money with Shu Wan, hoping to free her from this sea of suffering sooner.
At this moment inside the Estate, everyone had been waiting in the courtyard since early morning for Fu Siyu to return.
Although Fu Siyu had come back a few times before for brief stays, it was different from this return for a longer residence in the country.
Since Shu Wan’s arrival, everyone treated her as the lady of the house, but if you asked who the true master was, it was undoubtedly Fu Siyu.
Now, seeing Fu Siyu, everyone was exceptionally happy, "Young Master, let’s skip the formalities, but after living abroad for so long and coming home, we should still observe some rituals."
Saying this, the people brought out a few willow branches.
Though it was already late October, the willow branches they held were still verdantly fresh.
They dipped the willow branches in spring water, then handed them to Shu Wan, "Young Madam, please sweep these three times over the young master’s body to remove the malignant influences."
These customs were not unfamiliar to Shu Wan.
She took the willow branch and swept it a few times over Fu Siyu’s shoulders, "Welcome home."
Fu Siyu slightly lowered his gaze; Shu Wan was a bit shorter than him. From his angle, he could see her crow-feather like long eyelashes and the smooth line of her nose.
Shu Wan, serious in demeanor, did not notice Fu Siyu’s gaze.
By the time she looked up after finishing, Fu Siyu had resumed his usual expression, "Thank you for the effort."
"You always bring me gifts. If I didn’t make an effort for you, wouldn’t that be too unfair?"
Fu Siyu’s eyes carried a hint of a smile, "Yeah."
After the welcoming ceremony, Shu Wan and Fu Siyu went into the living room.
Shu Wan continued to stay in the master bedroom, and Fu Siyu took a guest room to the east side of the master bedroom.
Although it was a guest room, its size was almost comparable to the master bedroom, and it was already well-prepared.
Whether it was the Housekeeper or the servants, they all found it strange that Shu Wan and Fu Siyu didn’t share a room, given that the atmosphere between them seemed like that of a loving couple.
But nobody dared to ask the reason.
The Housekeeper, an experienced man, could see some signs.
His young master’s special treatment of Shu Wan was obvious to all, but Shu Wan’s behavior towards Fu Siyu was different—it was polite respect.
Previously, when Fu Siyu lived abroad, the Housekeeper, even if he wished to, couldn’t do much to push things along.
Now things were better; being close aids in winning favor. The Housekeeper stroked his chin, thinking he needed to find a way—his young master was clearly the straight-laced type, who if unaided, might end up alone his whole life.
Fatigued from the many hours on the plane, Fu Siyu went back to his room to rest, while Shu Wan went out to discuss a movie project with Liu Qing.
Ever since learning that Shu Wan was cast in Mei Long’s movie, Liu Qing, who was already very fond of Shu Wan, now looked at her with even greater admiration.
"How did you get to know Director Mei Long? Do you know? He’s my ultimate idol."
Indeed, not just Liu Qing, but nearly everyone in the movie industry regarded Mei Long as the highest deity.
Not just acting in a Mei Long movie, but getting a chance to see him was a dream for many.
"Walking down the street, he just called me for an audition."
"Wuu wuu wuu, being good-looking truly lets you do whatever you want." Liu Qing cried in envy.
"Aren’t you here to check the script?"
"Oh right, yes." Distracted by thoughts of Mei Long, Liu Qing had forgotten the primary purpose, "How’s my revised script?"
Shu Wan looked at it carefully, "It’s better than yesterday, but it can still be improved."
Knowing Shu Wan’s impressive strength in literature from her perfect score in the college entrance exam, Liu Qing deeply respected her opinion, "Okay, I’ll make further revisions."
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