"What kind of drama is this, what are you all talking about, I just downloaded the game, can someone fill me in?"
As Lin Man watched the messages continuously flooding the world channel, she was bewildered for a good while.
It wasn’t until she saw the flashing friend notifications that Lin Man realized what was happening. She clicked in and, to her surprise, found a message from her junior disciple.
With 99+ messages unread, Lin Man didn’t have time to scroll. The latest one, from a second ago, read, "You finally logged in."
At this moment in the Estate, Shu Wan had just finished dinner with Fu Siyu.
As they walked upstairs together and passed by the master bedroom, Shu Wan suddenly asked, "Are you coming over tonight?"
Fu Siyu was stunned for a moment and almost helplessly replied, "I’ll come over."
However, what Fu Siyu meant by coming over was that he would stay with Shu Wan. But Shu Wan took it in a different way.
Her eyes flickered, "Okay, then come early."
After speaking, Shu Wan entered her room.
At that moment, Fu Yang came out of his room and saw Fu Siyu standing in front of Shu Wan’s door, perplexed. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes, "If you want to go in, just go. What are you doing standing there like a door god?"
Fu Siyu, rather uncharacteristically, did not ignore Fu Yang’s mockery. Instead, he walked towards him.
Although he always enjoyed his banter, Fu Yang was actually a little scared of Fu Siyu. He instinctively stepped back, "What? You want to hit me now?"
"Do you think she likes me?"
Fu Yang had thought of a million possibilities, but he never expected his aloof father to ask such an evasive question.
Fu Yang felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, "Aren’t you two dating? If she didn’t like you, why would she date you?"
Fu Siyu’s brows furrowed, and after thinking, he felt discussing this with Fu Yang wouldn’t lead anywhere, "Never mind, you should get to bed early."
Having said that, Fu Siyu returned to his own room.
Fu Yang was left standing alone in the hallway, puzzled: Was that really his dad just now?
Inside the master bedroom, Shu Wan had already taken a bath.
As per her usual habit, Shu Wan would always dry her hair beforehand.
But today, Shu Wan only blow-dried it to half-dryness, and then, following Lin Man’s advice, sent Fu Siyu a message, "Will you come over and help me dry my hair?"
The room’s door was quickly knocked, and Shu Wan straightened her clothes, then went to open the door.
They had shared a room before, but today, Shu Wan felt unaccountably nervous.
Her hair half-wet, wearing a silk nightgown, a simple attire yet naturally embellished with beauty.
The moment Fu Siyu saw her, his eyes visibly deepened.
Fu Siyu’s gaze swept over Shu Wan’s slim, pale collarbone, finally resting on her porcelain-like feet, "Why are you still wearing flip-flops?"
"I just came out of the bathroom."
"You go lie down on the bed," Fu Siyu said as he came in, "I’ll get the hair dryer."
By the time Fu Siyu returned with the hair dryer, Shu Wan was already obediently sitting at the head of her bed, her long hair draped over her shoulders like an exquisite portrait of a noble lady.
Hearing the noise, Shu Wan looked up, a hint of a smile blooming in her eyes.
Fu Siyu’s hand tightened slightly around the hair dryer, and he moved silently forward to meticulously dry her hair.
Compared to the previous times, although Fu Siyu’s hair drying motions were delicate, the minor details were a bit different.
For instance, before, when Fu Siyu dried her hair, his fingers would sometimes brush against her scalp, graze her ears.
But today, Fu Siyu’s movements were very proper, and one might even say, extremely restrained.
After drying her hair, Fu Siyu put the hair dryer away and then took out another blanket from the wardrobe and placed it beside Shu Wan.
The message was clear, he agreed to stay but did not intend to share the same blanket.
Now it was Shu Wan’s turn to be confused. They had shared a bed before, and today she definitely felt Fu Siyu wanted to as well, but when she took the initiative, Fu Siyu backed off.
Without speaking, Shu Wan quietly watched Fu Siyu lie down.
Feeling Shu Wan’s gaze on him, Fu Siyu smiled reassuringly at her, "Go to sleep soon. Don’t you have shooting tomorrow?"
Shu Wan’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Come here."
Fu Siyu was taken aback, "Shu Wan, I—"
"If you don’t want to, forget it."
Saying this, Shu Wan turned away as if angry.