Chapter 51: Chapter 44: Instant Kill Chapter 51: Chapter 44: Instant Kill Fu Siyu’s gaze was deep as he looked at Shu Wan and nodded.
At this moment, the sky was slowly turning dark, the sunset casting large swathes of purplish-red ink outside the car window, the street lamps lighting up one after another, spreading a soft pale glow on Shu Wan’s face, outlining a warm halo around her.
Her appearance was extremely cold and aloof, and when she didn’t speak, her eyebrows and eyes were frosty, like a goddess perched atop a temple, noble and inviolable.
Therefore, when the goddess was willing to descend into the mortal realm, it was especially heart-stirring.
“By the way,” Shu Wan suddenly remembered something, she looked towards the screen, “today, the housekeeper mentioned that the horse was delivered, I’ll have time to try it out.”
“Okay, I trust your skills.”
“There are also some gift boxes; I’ve had someone put them in Fu Yang’s room.”
“…” Fu Siyu paused briefly, “Actually, those gift boxes were meant for you.”
“For me?” Shu Wan’s eyes flickered slightly.
“Yes, didn’t I mention to you recently?
I acquired a batch of luxury brand companies, and during business dealings, I received some gift boxes.
There’s no one else to give them to, so I have to trouble you to help me use them up.”
Fu Siyu explained earnestly, and Shu Wan believed him.
“Thank you very much.”
“Have you not had dinner?”
“No.” Shu Wan looked outside the window, “I’m going to find Fu Yang first.”
“Okay, there are plenty of nice little eateries in Imperial City, you guys can eat out there and then head back.”
“You seem to know quite a bit about food?” Shu Wan looked at Fu Siyu curiously.
“Very strange.” Shu Wan nodded, “You seem rather detached from worldly needs.”
Shu Wan was actually being quite euphemistic; what she meant was that Fu Siyu looked like someone who could sustain on cold water alone.
“You also seem detached from worldly needs, yet you still like snacks.” Fu Siyu spoke, though his expression remained indifferent, his tone was much more relaxed than usual.
Shu Wan blinked shyly, “Is eating snacks not allowed?”
“Of course, you can.” A subtle smile appeared in Fu Siyu’s eyes.
“The Fu family’s enterprises encompass nearly 300 types, if there’s anything you want to eat, just tell Qin Lv directly, he’ll arrange it.”
“That’s nice, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Fu Siyu said, taking a sip of water, his Adam’s apple moving up and down, carrying a somewhat inexplicable allure.
However, at that moment, Shu Wan’s focus wasn’t on that; her gaze fell near Fu Siyu’s chest area.
When Fu Siyu had taken a drink, his pajamas had loosened for a moment, and Shu Wan thought she saw a thread of red spreading across his heart.
Before Shu Wan could see clearly, Fu Siyu lowered his hand, and his pajamas returned to normal.
Given the relationship between the two, it was, of course, absurd for Shu Wan to expect Fu Siyu to open up his shirt and let her look at his chest, so she shifted her gaze, “I’m about to arrive, I need to hang up now.”
Right after Shu Wan ended the call, the car stopped and the driver opened the door for her, “Young Madam, we’ve arrived at the mansion.”
As Shu Wan stepped out of the car, she nearly felt as though she had arrived at the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
Perhaps it was because the Fu Mansion was a traditional Chinese-style building.
This was the site of the old Prince Mansion over a hundred years ago, and the two stone lions in front of the door bore marks washed over by time.
The vermilion door was majestic and solemn, with high thresholds symbolizing that even in this era of nominal equality, the Fu family was still part of the elite.
The driver went up to knock on the door, and shortly after, a servant came to open it, “Who is it?
It’s late, do you have an invitation?”
“It’s the Young Madam coming back, please let her in.”
The servant looked Shu Wan up and down, “What Young Madam?
I’ve worked at the Fu family for many years, and I’ve never seen this person.”
“This is the legally married Young Madam of the eldest young master of the Fu family, if you don’t let her in, fine, I will call the eldest young master right now.” The driver reacted quickly, swinging the name of Fu Siyu out like a weapon.
Although the servant looked down on Shu Wan, he was somewhat wary of Fu Siyu.
He reluctantly twisted his mouth, “She’s back then, fine.
The old madam is having dinner, I’ll inform her; you wait here.”
With that, the servant shut the big door, and the copper door slammed against the threshold, producing a heavy, muffled sound.
“What’s with this person?” the driver frowned tightly, “Young Madam, please don’t take it to heart; that servant is snobbish.”
“It’s alright,” Shu Wan wasn’t really affected, she waved her hand, “just wait here, I’ll bring Fu Yang out shortly.”