CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER019 GUILTY CONSCIENCE_2

The person involved was quite calm: "...Yao Yao, the hooligan hadn’t even started his antics before Chengyang kicked him, that’s why we ended up at the police station..."

Yao Ye: "..."

Upon exiting the train station, Su Wan saw that Fu Weiheng’s Cayenne was still parked where she had just gotten off. Then, the person in the car pushed open the door and got out, walking towards them with long strides.

Yao Ye noticed at this point and was astonished, moving closer: "Hey, God! What a coincidence!"

She thought Fu Weiheng would leave after dropping her off, but unexpectedly... Su Wan turned her head aside with a guilty conscience, still unsure how to tell Xu Chengyang and Yao Ye about her and Fu Weiheng.

Fu Weiheng glanced at the dodging eyes of Su Wan but didn’t expose her, following up: "Hmm, where are you going? I’ll give you a ride."

Yao Ye was overjoyed: "That’s great! Thank you, God!"

Fu Weiheng raised his hand to pull over the suitcase, placing it in the trunk: "Get in the car."

In the car, Su Wan followed Yao Ye to the back seat. She glanced at Fu Weiheng in the rear-view mirror, knowingly asking, "Mr. Fu, where did you just come from?"

Yao Ye chimed in: "Yeah, God, were you at the station to drop someone off?"

Fu Weiheng raised his eyes, meeting Su Wan’s gaze in the rear-view mirror, smiling faintly: "A date."

Su Wan was shaken to her core by his subtle gaze and those two words, feeling a chill down her spine.

Unable to suppress her gossiping spirit, Yao Ye asked another question: "A date? With your girlfriend?"

Fu Weiheng responded casually with a "hmm."

Yao Ye was greatly shocked, gasping, and tugged on Su Wan’s sleeve.

Su Wan pulled her hand back, giving an awkward smile and looking silently out the window.

After arriving at school, Su Wan helped Yao Ye with her luggage and accompanied her to the dormitory building. Feeling uneasy, she made an excuse to go to the convenience store, asking her to go back to the dorm first.

Yao Ye didn’t think much of it and simply asked her to bring some snacks. Su Wan nodded in agreement, and after seeing Yao Ye go upstairs, she confidently turned back, running towards the parking lot.

Fu Weiheng was still standing in front of the car door, tall and poised, silently watching the graceful figure approaching from afar.

She ran up to him, still a bit out of breath when speaking: "Thank you, Fu Weiheng..."

Fu Weiheng remained silent.

Knowing what was on his mind, she raised her head to meet his gaze, hesitantly saying, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to not tell you..."

"Come here." His voice was low, gently interrupting her.

Su Wan took a small step forward: "I just didn’t know how to say it..." She tugged at his sleeve with a slightly coaxing tone, "Are you angry?"

Fu Weiheng caressed her cheek, his thumb lightly stroking, his gaze burning, and his voice calm: "Others don’t matter. As long as you’re by my side, it’s enough."

Su Wan’s heart suddenly softened, her eyes grew hot, and her nose felt sour. Remembering their first kiss in the elevator, her heart raced as she bit her lip. Suddenly, she tiptoed to kiss his lips, fleetingly, then shyly lowered her head: "I, I still have something to do, see you tomorrow." She then turned and ran towards the dormitory building.

Fu Weiheng stood in place, watching her retreating figure and laughed silently.

When Su Wan returned to the dormitory with the items, Yao Ye was doing laundry on the balcony, and Xu Chengyang had already returned, sitting motionless in a chair, lost in thought.

Hearing the commotion, Yao Ye wiped her hands and walked in, taking the bag from her hands: "What tasty stuff did you bring me?"

"Rice balls." Su Wan glanced at Xu Chengyang again, "What’s up with Xu Chengyang?"

Yao Ye unwrapped and took a bite, speaking unclearly: "She said she’s brewing her emotions, just leave her be."

Su Wan: "Oh..."

After a sip of juice, Yao Ye remarked: "Wanwan, I really didn’t expect that God would have a girlfriend!"

Xu Chengyang was startled: "Who? Who are you talking about?"

"Fu Weiheng." Yao Ye repeated.

"What?" Xu Chengyang jumped out of the chair, "God has a girlfriend? Impossible!"

Yao Ye replied leisurely: "This afternoon, Wanwan came to the station to pick me up and happened to meet God. He gave us a ride back, and on the way, Wanwan even asked him where he came from. He said he was on a date with his girlfriend." She then cast her gaze towards Su Wan, who was changing clothes, "You can ask Wanwan if you don’t believe me."

Su Wan met Xu Chengyang’s questioning gaze and smiled in acknowledgment.

Yao Ye sighed and continued to nibble on her rice ball regretfully: "I saw the slight pink between Wanwan and God before and thought God liked our Wanwan!"

"Damn! I thought so too!" Xu Chengyang added, taking a quick step in front of Su Wan and gesturing up and down, "Look at this face, this body, the flower of the music department, and God didn’t notice?"

Yao Ye then asked: "Wanwan, do you like God?"

Su Wan’s scalp tingled with their questions, and suddenly recalling Fu Weiheng’s explicit declaration, she didn’t want to hide anymore, saying directly: "I like him..."

Her candidness startled the two of them, prompting Yao Ye to console: "Uh... Wanwan, it’s okay, there might be someone better than God in the future!"

Xu Chengyang sighed deeply: "... Our Wanwan finally likes someone, and it turns out there’s no chance."

Su Wan chuckled: "There is a chance, there is a chance."

Yao Ye, Xu Chengyang: "???

"Fu Weiheng’s so-called girlfriend." Su Wan lowered her eyes, shyly, "is me."

Yao Ye: "?"

Xu Chengyang: "???"

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That night, Fu Weiheng returned to his private apartment, planning to work after a shower, when Jiang Zhiyan came over.

He casually tossed his jacket onto the sofa and lazily sprawled on the bean bag chair, greeting with: "I’m in a bad mood, got any alcohol?"

Fu Weiheng glanced at him expressionlessly and sat back down at the desk: "No."

Jiang Zhiyan ignored him, got up, and went to the kitchen to search for alcohol.

Five minutes later, he gloomily walked into the study with a bottle of mineral water, angrily saying: "What kind of life are you living? Such a big fridge and only a few bottles of mineral water?"

Fu Weiheng flipped through files without looking up: "If you want to drink, find Ivan. Take care."

Used to his temperament, Jiang Zhiyan wasn’t angry and sighed as he sat back on the sofa, silently for a while, then slowly spoke: "Neil, I really didn’t expect that I had a cousin lost out there."

After suddenly recalling past events, Jiang Zhiyan immediately went to investigate the time his aunt spent in Yanchuan more than ten years ago, including Su Wan’s background. However, upon learning about Su Wan’s father’s death from liver cancer six years ago, aside from sorrow and shock, he felt a profound sense of guilt.

After hanging up the phone then, he had firmly remembered the promise. But that night, his aunt never returned, and her phone was off. The following morning, a friend invited him to surf in Hawaii for a week. He didn’t return to London and never saw his aunt, procrastinating until the matter was forgotten amid the busyness of the new school term.

Until today.

No wonder, no wonder he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity every time he saw Su Wan.

Her aloof, indifferent gaze was exactly like his aunt’s.

Jiang Zhiyan covered his eyes in shame and laughed self-deprecatingly: "But I reckon, my cousin must hate me to death."

He could sense her despair at that time, the bitter plea that he couldn’t shake from his mind. He had given her the last shred of hope, which he cruelly extinguished.

"Years ago she asked me to relay something important, I agreed, but got so caught up in playing that I completely forgot all about it."

Jiang Zhiyan was filled with regret. If only he had called his aunt a few more times then.

Fu Weiheng’s finger halted on turning a page, quietly listening to his confession, not speaking.