Chapter 182 The Fu Family Has No Successor

The next day, the temperature rose a few degrees, and the sky regained its clear, bright appearance.

The driver loaded the three ladies' luggage into the trunk one by one.

Today's destination is Fengcheng, a place only a hundred kilometers away from Haicheng, so the journey is not far.

The annual folk festival there is exceptionally grand, attracting tourists from all over the country.

Sheng's mother held her two daughters' hands tightly, her eyes filled with unconcealed worry.

"Although you're not far along in your pregnancy, you still need to be careful."

"Don't walk too much and get too tired. Never go to crowded places, and definitely don't eat anything you shouldn't."

Sheng Weiwei smiled and comforted her.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'm not a foodie, I just want to relax."

Gu Xingnian also said gently, "Mom, we'll just play for two days and come back soon. Nothing will happen."

Sheng's father lovingly patted Qingning's little head.

"Take good care of your sister, don't overeat, or you'll get a stomachache."

Qingning carefully used sign language, saying, "Don't worry, I'll take care of them."

Mr. Sheng turned to the butler beside him, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Arrange for three bodyguards to go with you, one-on-one, and there can be no accidents."

The butler nodded respectfully.

Two hours later, the two vehicles drove smoothly into Fengcheng.

The entire city is like a piece of unpolished jade, carefully polished by time, perfectly preserving its ancient charm.

This place was formerly known as Zhuangyuan City, because it produced a Zhuangyuan who was famous throughout the country.

Therefore, many families insist on bringing their children to visit, making the Zhuangyuan Mansion a major attraction.

At this moment, the whole city is decorated with festive red lanterns, and the ancient streets are given a brand new look.

Eight ancient streets surround the city center, where many tourists dressed in Hanfu are already taking photos.

The car drove directly to the most luxurious hotel in the city, the Vanguard Hotel.

These are properties under the Huo family.

Huo Shenyuan specially reserved a spacious executive suite for them, which was more than enough for the three girls.

As for the most luxurious presidential suite, it had already been booked by the two bigwigs.

After a short rest, they went to the busiest food street in the afternoon.

Three stunningly beautiful women with distinct styles walking together naturally attracted the attention of passersby.

The bodyguards followed closely behind, their eyes sharp, not daring to relax for a moment.

Qingning was like a bird that had just been released from its cage, completely unleashing its true nature.

She was curious about everything, wanted to try everything, and ran very fast.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Weiwei immediately summoned a bodyguard.

"Stay close to her."

Upon receiving the order, the bodyguard gave chase in a flash, his pace astonishingly fast.

Sheng Weiwei and Gu Xingnian strolled leisurely, each holding a warm cup of milk tea, in high spirits.

Sheng Weiwei suddenly spoke up, "If I were in ancient times, I would probably be a noblewoman from a marquis's family."

Gu Xingnian was amused by her words and gently shook her head.

"No, you should be a female constable, quick and decisive with your knife."

Sheng Weiwei smiled and said, "Then you would be a powerful female prime minister."

She changed the subject and said again.

"I heard that the Bai family's daughter's family reunion banquet was extremely grand."

"The Bai family has invited almost all the high-quality single men in the country; it's practically a real-life version of a princess choosing her husband."

"It seems that Fu Beichen is a key person invited. Should I come up with a strategy for you?"

Gu Xingnian's fingers tightened slightly as she held the milk tea, and the temperature of the cup seemed to drop.

Her tone was cold.

"It's his freedom to go wherever he wants. If he wants to be the Bai family's son-in-law, then let him go."

Sheng Weiwei looked at her with some surprise.

"Is he really going to become the Bai family's son-in-law? Has he gone blind again?"

"It seems that in ancient times, he was a chief eunuch. He was quite bold, but he couldn't do anything proper."

Gu Xingnian was finally amused by her peculiar analogy, and the coldness in her eyes dissipated somewhat.

The two walked slowly side by side, completely unaware that many pairs of eyes were watching them from behind.

After dinner, many tourists flocked to Zhuangyuanlou.

Fengcheng has designed a special entertainment program for tonight – the top scholar throws an embroidered ball to choose a wife.

The rules are quite interesting: if a lady catches the embroidered ball, she can eat and drink for free in Fengcheng for a week and even experience riding in the sedan chair of the top scholar's wife.

If a man catches the embroidered ball, he can exchange it for 200,000 yuan in cash on the spot, then return the embroidered ball and choose another round.

The scene was bustling with noise, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

Among the gathered crowd, some wore various masks, some wore flowing Hanfu, and others dressed as ancient officials, creating a unique atmosphere.

Gu Xingnian and the other two stood on the outermost edge of the crowd, not wanting to squeeze in.

Qingning, however, was filled with excitement, her little hands moving rapidly with gestures, her eyes sparkling.

Sheng Weiwei seemed to understand, "If you catch the embroidered ball, you can exchange it for ten meat skewers. Do you want some?"

Upon hearing this, Qingning rolled her eyes at her.

Gu Xingnian explained with a smile.

"That's the embroidered ball of the top scholar. It's a ceremony, and the important thing is to participate. It's just for fun."

"Don't worry, we're not really getting married."

Qingning smiled knowingly, but secretly complained in her heart.

This Weiwei sister has such poor learning ability. After all this time, she still can't understand her own sign language. Even Young Master Huo understands it better than her.

Sheng Weiwei smiled and put her arm around Qingning's shoulder.

"The three of us—one divorced, one single, and one unmarried—might actually snatch one up and maybe even find our soulmate. It's not a bad deal!"

"Jump higher for me in a bit."

Qingning nodded vigorously, seemingly persuaded by the "true emperor".

With a loud gong sound, a delicate red embroidered ball was tossed high into the air.

The crowd erupted in cheers, with countless hands reaching into the air.

The embroidered ball was pushed by an external force, bouncing and jumping above people's heads, running around the field.

"They're here! They're here!"

"Go quickly!"

Sheng Weiwei called out to Qing Ning.

Qingning was light on her feet and ran very fast. She was really going all out for ten meat skewers.

As the crowd grew increasingly surging, Sheng Weiwei instinctively shielded Gu Xingnian and retreated.

Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks.

Because, among the throng of people, she saw a very familiar figure.

She hurriedly told Gu Xingnian, "I'm going to the restroom."

After saying that, he turned around and squeezed towards the figure.

The man wore a mask of Sun Wukong and was exceptionally tall and imposing.

His innate aura of coldness and his sharply defined jawline were very similar to Zhan Xiao's.

Another wave of people surged in, and she couldn't find him anymore.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly heated, and someone next to her accidentally bumped into her hard.

Her body tilted, and she was about to fall backward.

Just then, a large hand firmly supported her waist.

The hydrangea flew right this way, and the crowd surged towards it.

The man suddenly pulled her up in his arms, easily escaping the surging crowd before slowly walking away.

Sheng Weiwei leaned against his firm embrace, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest.

That familiar feeling almost stole her heart.

He carried her away from the crowd to an open space.

He still showed no intention of letting her go.

Sheng Weiwei, as if possessed, boldly reached out and ripped off the monkey mask.

Beneath the mask lies a stunningly beautiful face that could captivate all, yet it is completely unfamiliar to others.

At this moment, Sheng Weiwei finally woke up completely.

He is not a war hero.

She had seen the video; Zhan Xiao was shot in the face by his brother.

Therefore, she had never dared to peek at his face under the mask, for fear of seeing the hideous scars.

This man is not him.

The heat in her eyes vanished instantly, leaving only a faint sense of detachment.

"Please put me down."

Bai Yu then put her down, his deep voice ringing out.

"I apologize for the inconvenience; there were too many people just now."

Sheng Weiwei was stunned for a moment; even the voices were so similar.

She forced a polite smile. "Thank you for helping me."

He then asked, "It's no trouble at all. Do you need me to take you home?"

His gaze inadvertently fell on her slightly protruding belly, lingering for only a moment.

She smiled and said, "No need, I'm going to find my friend."

She turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Bai Yu stood there, watching her resolute departure, the tenderness in his eyes slowly fading away.

The faint fragrance in the air seemed to still linger around his nose, making him somewhat unable to resist.

On the other side, Gu Xingnian had already been swept away by the crowd.

Suddenly, a large hand precisely grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the crowded throng.

"Let me go."

Gu Xingnian shook off that hand, but his burning heat still lingered on her wrist.

Why is he here too?

Fu Beichen's voice was unusually gentle, with a hint of the refreshing scent of alcohol.

"You like hydrangeas? I'll help you get one?"

Gu Xingnian looked up at him and said in a cold tone, "No need for that, Mr. Fu."

Another "President Fu" was mentioned.

He knew that the girl was still angry.

She then softened her voice, her tone becoming almost coaxing.

"Don't be temperamental, okay?"

"If I do something wrong, you can hit me or scold me, but don't get yourself angry."

As Gu Xingnian looked at his handsome face, her anger flared up the more she looked.

"I have nothing to say to you."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and tried to leave.

Fu Beichen hugged her from behind, his strong arms encircling her waist, his warm chest pressed against her back, and his familiar scent instantly enveloped her.

"Nian Nian".

His chin rested gently on her shoulder, his hot breath spraying against her ear.

"Tell me why you're angry. Let's have a good talk, okay?"

Just then, Lin Qi appeared from the side, holding a string of cotton candy bigger than his head.

It was a pink rabbit shape, which looked especially whimsical under the night light.

Lin Qi sensed the tense atmosphere between the two and his movements froze for a moment.

"Madam, would you like some... cotton candy?"

Gu Xingnian could no longer hold back the breath she had been holding in, and it burst out.

"Mr. Fu, aren't you going to the capital to attend Miss Bai's family reunion banquet?"

"Instead of wasting time here, we should go and get to know Miss Bai better. Who knows, we might actually become the Bai family's son-in-law."

Lin Qi's hand wobbled; it turned out his wife was jealous.

Fu Beichen was taken aback, and tightened his grip on her arms.

His tone revealed a hint of grievance.

"You don't love me anymore, yet you won't let me go to the Bai family to choose a husband. Do you want to leave the Fu family without an heir?"

Gu Xingnian was stunned by his words.