Chapter 118 Ayu, Will You Marry Me?

"What? How could that be? Pearl, it's true that your second aunt was wrong to send you to jail for her friend, but you can't just say things like that. Songyu works during the day and spends her evenings with Feifei. She comes home every day. Where would she go to have an affair?"

Jiang Chengli looked at Jiang Zhenzhu as if she were an ignorant child, and explained, "Your second aunt is indeed being unreasonable, but Feng Yu is now cooperating a lot with the Yan family, so she had no choice but to do this in order to give Feng Yu an explanation."

"Second Uncle, believe me, you've been fooled by Yan Songyu. She's been having an affair with Feng Yu for a long time, which is why she's so angry that I drugged Feng Yu. She's treating us uncle and nephew like fools."

“Pearl, I know you’re angry, but you really can’t talk about your second aunt like that. Feng Yu does have feelings for your second aunt, but she won’t cheat on you, not even for Feifei’s sake.”

Jiang Chengli pretended to be very angry and left, but still left behind the words, "I will save you."

Jiang Zhenzhu no longer doubted Jiang Chengli's intentions. She even thought her second uncle was a bit silly. No, it was Yan Songyu who was too clever and had managed to fool her second uncle so easily.

Looking back now, my grandmother has been in Haishi for so long, but her daughter-in-law Yan Songyu has hardly ever visited her. It's either because she dislikes her or she doesn't care.

She never considered who had nurtured her ambition.

When Jiang Chengli returned home, he was met with his mother's questions: "Where's the pearl? Where did the pearl go? I want the pearl."

"Mom, Pearl has come home. You can stay with me in Haishi from now on."

Feng Yu received news that Jiang Chengli had gone to see Jiang Zhenzhu, and leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.

Upon waking up, he took over the investigation of Jiang Zhenzhu. Jiang Chengli had given her a makeover, hired an etiquette teacher, and enrolled her in many training courses, seemingly trying to transform her into a socialite. It was quite absurd, as Jiang Zhenzhu was completely unrelated to that term in any way.

He had inexplicably felt that Jiang Zhenzhu was somewhat familiar, but he hadn't thought about it in detail. It wasn't until he fainted that day that he mistook Jiang Zhenzhu for Yan Songyu in his last glance, and then he realized who Jiang Zhenzhu resembled.

Jiang Zhenzhu doesn't resemble the current Yan Songyu, but rather the Yan Songyu before her marriage; she is closer to how he first met her.

No wonder he's capable of such a heinous act as switching children. Jiang Chengli used his older brother's daughter, who had worked so hard to support his education, as a pawn against him. Was he doing this with the intention of disgusting them even if he couldn't kill them?

With this understanding, Feng Yu became even more certain that Jiang Chengli was responsible for drugging Jiang Zhenzhu, but apart from speculation, he found no evidence. Even the drug Jiang Zhenzhu had was something she accidentally bought while hanging out in bars.

Knock knock—

Feng Yu sat up straight and said loudly, "Please come in."

"Mr. Feng, this is the last document. The dinner appointment for tonight has been postponed to the day after tomorrow."

Feng Yu quickly glanced through the document, then signed his name with a flourish. "Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go home now."

The secretary had just taken the documents when Feng Yu stood up and disappeared into the elevator in a few long strides.

The secretary glanced at her watch; it was only 5:00 PM, and there was still an hour before she could leave work… Why was General Manager Feng in such a hurry?

And most importantly... can he really walk?

If he can get off work at 5 PM, he can get a table at that popular restaurant his girlfriend has always wanted to eat at, and she will definitely be very happy.

But what if Mr. Feng just misread the time and was just saying it casually? If he leaves, won't he lose his perfect attendance bonus for the month? How will he surprise his girlfriend and buy her the bag she likes?

A dilemma... a real dilemma... I don't dare ask General Manager Feng for any guarantee, it's so difficult! Sigh~

Unaware of his capable subordinate's inner turmoil, Feng Yu's car had already left Huasheng, heading towards the meeting place with his sweetheart.

“Pine Moon Mountain Stream?” Feng Yu read out the four characters on the gate.

This is a newly developed high-end villa area by Ruixin, located on a small hill on the outskirts of Haishi. The surrounding area has been included in the municipal plan and will become the second center of Haishi in the future. The value of Songyue Mountain Creek has also risen again because of this plan.

"Are you going to give me a villa?"

Feng Yu guessed with a smile that there were only eighteen villas on the mountain. Apart from the three that the Yan family kept for themselves, all the others had been booked. Even the high-rises at the foot of the mountain were almost sold out.

He arrived at the innermost, best-located villa, took out his phone, and called Yan Songyu.

"Songyu, I've arrived."

"Why are you here so early?" Yan Songyu exclaimed over the phone.

She had arranged to meet Feng Yu at 7:00 PM. The drive from the CBD to here takes exactly one hour, but it's only 6:00 PM now. How come he's already here?

"I couldn't wait to see your surprise, so I left early."

"Wait for me for 10 more minutes. Don't get out of the car and don't look inside."

"good."

Feng Yu obediently closed his eyes, his anticipation for Yan Songyu's surprise growing stronger. Although he felt it was most likely a house, it didn't diminish his curiosity about the house Yan Songyu had decorated.

Yan Songyu quickly went to the restroom to tidy up her appearance; fortunately, the scene had already been set up.

Yan Songyu changed into high heels, kicked her slippers under the shoe cabinet, and then opened the door.

Daisies were in full bloom on both sides of the road from the villa entrance to the gate. The winding path divided the lawn into several sections, and various irises were planted along the roadside, making it a very beautiful sight.

As the sun sets, its afterglow paints the entire Songyue Mountain Stream with a golden edge, and the garden filled with irises is enveloped in a hazy, dreamlike glow.

It wasn't until Yan Songyu knocked on Feng Yu's car window that he opened his eyes, which were filled with tenderness.

"So obedient!" Yan Songyu said with a smile.

"Is there a reward?"

“Yes.” Yan Songyu took Feng Yu’s hand. “Keep your eyes closed and come with me.”

Feng Yu followed Yan Songyu with complete trust, feeling amused. It was usually the girls who received such surprises; his and Songyu's positions seemed to be reversed. But he was undoubtedly happy and overjoyed.

After climbing a few steps, it was time to go inside, Feng Yu thought.

Sure enough, the next moment he heard the door open, and Yan Songyu led him a short distance, "Okay, you can open your eyes now."

Feng Yu opened his eyes and was greeted by a wall of roses, composed of 9,999 fresh roses, with their photos hanging on it—daily, formal, and travel photos, among others.

Yan Songyu handed a box to Feng Yu, "Yu, will you marry me?"