The next morning...
Qin Shu woke up very early. She changed into a manâs outfit â a casual black zipper style that made her look taller than she was.
She did not pack much by way of luggage.
Ye Luo followed her with President Ba curled in his arms, fast asleep.
Fu Tingyu looked at his wife. It felt like she was going on a long trip again despite returning only recently. He could not bear the thought of parting with his wife so soon.
âCall me when you get there. Iâll head over when Iâm done with my work.â
âI will; donât worry. You should get some rest. I know youâve been working late,â Qin Shu responded knowingly as she got into the car.
Ye Luo followed suit with President Ba in his arms.
Fu Tingyu stood at the door and watched as the car disappeared out the gates of Bright Garden, his heart filled with worry.
Qin Shu was willful and fiercely independent, perhaps too much for comfort. She flew as and where she pleased, going wherever she wanted without him accompanying her. It was frustrating.
Standing not far away, Shi Yan glanced at the Fourth Young Master. He knew the Young Masterâs character better than anyone. There was no doubt in his mind that the Fourth Young Master wanted to go with the Young Madam, and his inability to do so was bothering him.
He was, for lack of a better term, clingy.
When Fu Tingyu turned around, he noted Shi Yanâs presence, a silent statue waiting for further instructions. It made him think of the movie he watched the previous day, and he shook his thinking how much of a fool Shi Yan was.
Fu Tingyu recalled how he married Qin Shu, how he wanted to hold her as she shook in fear, and how he hoped to seal the promise of his love with a kiss. Yet, it was not meant to be. Perhaps it was his fault for being too aggressive then... Maybe if he had taken a gentler approach, their love could have been as sweet as now.
Shi Yan, who the Fourth Young Master was sizing up, felt guilty. He had a strong desire to live, so he amended his thoughts on the matter, âThe Fourth Young Master is not a clingy person. He just cares a lot for the Young Madam.â
âShi Yan,â Fu Tingyu called.
Shi Yan bowed in deference and asked, âFourth Young Master, what are your orders?â
Fu Tingyu took two steps forward, standing face to face with Shi Yan. âWhere did you go last night?â
Shi Yan was 187 cm tall, two centimetres shorter than Fu Tingyu. At this moment, he felt a lot shorter than he was, and the difference in their height added to the pressure. If the Fourth Young Master wanted the truth, then it was the truth he would give. âMo Cheng and I watched a movie yesterday after work.â
Fu Tingyu pressed, âAnd then?â
Shi Yan met the Young Masterâs eyes. He did not understand the Fourth Young Masterâs sudden interest in his affairs, but he answered honestly, âThen I sent her home.â
âYou didnât go to her house?â Fu Tingyu clarified.
âMo Cheng is an unmarried woman living in a rented apartment. It isnât appropriate for a bachelor like me to intrude or overstay my welcome. After all, it was quite late when we reached her place.â Cold sweat began forming on Shi Yanâs forehead. Did the Fourth Young Master think he had an interest in Mo Cheng?
Fu Tingyu felt that his wife was right. There was a reason why Shi Yan was still single.
âArenât the two of you in a relationship? Whatâs wrong with you staying overnight?â
Shi Yan hurriedly explained, âYoung Master, youâve misunderstood. Mo Cheng and I are just friends. Iâve been in contact with her because the Young Master invested in her company dealing with childrenâs clothing.â
Fu Tingyu heaved an inward sigh. âSheâs right.â
Shi Yan asked in puzzlement, âWhat did the Fourth Young Master say?â
Fu Tingyu did not answer. Instead, he asked, âThen who suggested the movie?â
âMo Cheng,â Shi Yan replied dutifully.
The corners of Fu Tingyuâs mouth curled up. âYouâre right again.â
Shi Yan asked in puzzlement, âHuh?â
Fu Tingyu ignored the quizzical look Shi Yan trained towards him, redirecting the attention with another question, âSo... a woman takes the initiative to invite you out for a movie... What do you make of it?â
Shi Yan answered, âShe arrived at the company around lunch, a little past noon. I brought her to the staff canteen for a meal, and that was when she asked if I was free later that night to watch a movie together. I checked my schedule, and I happened to have some spare time, so I agreed.â
Hearing this, Fu Tingyu rubbed his forehead, which was rare. âYouâre hopeless.â
Shi Yan tilted his head in confusion. âYoung Master, is something wrong? Why do you say I am hopeless?â
At this moment, Lizhi walked over with Nan Nan and asked Ye Qing to send the Young Miss to school.
Fu Tingyu stopped her. âLizhi, come over here.â
Lizhi jogged over and politely inquired, âYoung Master, is there anything you need?â
âUnder what circumstances do you think a woman would invite a man to watch a movie?â Fu Tingyu asked.
âYoung Master, I think youâve gotten it mixed up. Usually, the man invites a woman out to watch a movie on a date. Though... it is not unheard of for the opposite to occur. In such a case, the woman likely possesses a good relationship with the man, perhaps as friends or relatives.â
âHowever, these two situations are very easy to distinguish. If the woman likes the man, the frequency with which she might contact the man for such events may increase. It could be anything â meals, movies, shopping, etc.â
Lizhiâs explanation was logical, but she secretly rejoiced in her heart. Romance novels were her greatest source of inspiration, and it seemed her time had been well spent.
Fu Tingyu turned to Shi Yan and asked, âDo you understand?â He did not give Shi Yan any time to react before stepping into the living room.
Shi Yan stood rooted to the spot as if struck by a bolt from the blue. He could vaguely sense the reason behind the Fourth Young Masterâs line of questioning.
He carefully reconstructed the matter between him and Mo Cheng.
Whether it was eating or going to the movies, Mo Cheng had always taken the initiative to ask him out.
A woman had gone to his house to cook and arrive at the company to give Ye Chen something.
She even asked him what kind of woman he liked.
When the Fourth Young Master was out of earshot, Lizhi sidled up to Shi Yan curiously. âSpecial Assistant Shi, did someone invites you to watch a movie?â
Shi Yan locked eyes with Lizhi, wondering how a girl of her youth and marital status could know the subtleties of human relationships.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He side-stepped the question with one of his own, âDoes a woman who takes the initiative to invite a man out for a movie mean she has feelings for him?â
âNot necessarily. It depends on the situation. Itâll be quite obvious if the woman is the type to chase a man. It wouldnât be as simple as inviting her love interest to a movie,â Lizhi said. Her words caused Shi Yanâs eyes to light up.
Shi Yan laughed. âAre you sure youâre single?â
âAlthough I donât have a boyfriend, Iâve read many romance novels where the female lead chases after male idols like this. Almost all female leads Iâve read about seem to share this trait,â Lizhi said, her tone brooking no room for argument.
â...â
âAlright, you win,â Shi Yan shook his head helplessly.
âShi Yan, youâre not young anymore. Itâs time for you to start a family,â Lizhi emphasised, throwing him a wink as she left to complete her other duties.
Shi Yan heaved a long sigh. Of course, he knew that he was not young anymore.
When he thought of Mo Cheng, her youthful face, he would smile almost, and an inexplicable emotion would flutter in his chest. Yet, his smile dimmed.
Did Mo Cheng like him?
That was unlikely.
As Shi Yan walked up the stairs, doubt clouding his eyes, he received a call from Ye Chen.
âWhatâs the matter?â
âDo you think Mo Cheng has a boyfriend?â Ye Chen chattered excitedly.
âNo, I donât think. Why do you ask?â
âOh, itâs nothing. Itâs good to know that she does not have a boyfriend. Iâm hoping to catch up with her. Do you think you could be my wingman? Iâll treat you to a meal!â
Before Shi Yan could ask any more questions, he realised Ye Chen had already hung up. He gripped his phone and considered dialling Mo Chengâs number. Eventually, he gave in to temptation.
While he was busy organising his thoughts, Mo Cheng answered the phone, âWhat can I do for you, Mr Shi?â
Shi Yanâs voice failed him, his words dying in his throat. He settled for the first thing that came to mind, âOh, itâs nothing much. I was just wondering how you and Ye Chen are doing.â
âItâs been the usual. Did he say something to you?â A hint of disappointment tinged Mo Chengâs words. She thought that Shi Yan called because he had something important he wanted to say to her.
âNothing. Did you...â Shi Yan felt it would be quite abrupt for him to pop such a sensitive question out of the blue.