The old man didn't go back to his room. He'd been lying in the hospital for days and was practically rusty. The grandfather and grandson walked into the study side by side, and only then did the old man raise his cane and tap it down.

Fu Siming could have dodged when he saw his movement, but he was afraid that the old man would lose his balance and take the hit squarely, letting out a muffled groan.

Seeing that he didn't dodge, she figured he had a good attitude. She didn't move, but she was still a little heartbroken and said, "You still know to come back? Haven't you completely broken things off with Old Man Wu's granddaughter yet?"

Fu Siming hung his head, still pondering how his status had plummeted so drastically since Song Xingyao's arrival at the house, and who was really the biological grandson...

Only after the old man spoke did he look up and reply, "I have already explained it to her."

"Yes, as long as it's explained clearly, that's fine. As for Yao Yao, try to appease her. We still need to maintain contact with the Wu family, so let's not make things too tense." After saying this, the old man sighed softly, as if he had something to say.

"Old Wu told me that her granddaughter was coming back to China, and that I should handle things well so that people wouldn't think that the men of the Fu family were so irresponsible."

"Yes!" he replied respectfully, and the old man waved him out.

When Fu Siming returned downstairs, Song Xingyao was nowhere to be found in the hall. Wu Ma happened to be leading several servants to set up the dining table.

Fu Siming asked, "Where is the young mistress?"

Wu Ma replied respectfully, "The young mistress said she was a little tired and went back to her room to rest."

Upon hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and went upstairs towards his room.

Gently push open the door, and you'll see Song Xingyao curled up in a tiny ball. If it weren't for her slight arch, you'd hardly notice that this was a very insecure sleeping position.

As she slowly approached the window, Fu Siming's figure enveloped her body. The person on the bed seemed to sense something and relaxed slightly.

He looked down at the woman, his dark eyes seemingly lost in thought. He desperately wanted to wake her up and explain the wedding to her, but reason prevented him from doing so, and he sighed.

Why am I starting to feel so hesitant and timid? Something that could be explained in just a few words seems powerless to say anything in front of the "victim".

He took off his coat, lay down beside her through the blanket, and reached out to hug her.

Song Xingyao was sleepy, so when she felt a warm embrace behind her, she unconsciously moved closer.

The two were pressed tightly together. Fu Siming wasn't sleepy at first, but her gentle breathing was like a lullaby, and the faint fragrance emanating from her body helped them fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Xingyao tried to turn around, only to find that her hands and feet were restrained. As soon as she moved, Fu Siming, who was not fast asleep, woke up.

Both of them were awake, and only after letting go of each other did they realize that the room was completely silent.

The man behind her called out, "Yao Yao!"

...

Feeling the woman's body suddenly tense up, Fu Siming tightened his grip even more.

His voice slowly came from behind him.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing between us. We do have a past, but I've explained everything to her."

"I should have rushed back, but some emergencies occurred, so I couldn't get back in time."

He recounted everything that had happened in the past few days in just a few words, leaving Song Xingyao unsure how to respond.

Fu Siming kept the details of Fu Yao's suicide attempt to himself, because he felt that revealing them would be like morally blackmailing her and demanding her forgiveness.

But he was also afraid that the woman in his arms would coldly reply, "You don't need to explain so much."

When did he start caring so much about Song Xingyao's opinion?

After a long silence, she finally responded, "...Why?"

After these words were spoken, both of them fell into deep thought. Song Xingyao knew that she asked this question because she wanted to hear why he was unwilling to divorce her, and whether he also had some feelings for her.

Fu Siming seemed to be suddenly stumped by the question. Why? He seemed to have difficulty clearly understanding his own feelings.

After Fu Yao left, he was depressed for a long time, feeling that he had lost those beautiful childhood memories. But the appearance of Song Xingyao made him vaguely feel the warmth of those days again.

He was wondering if he had betrayed the little girl in the cabin, betrayed their promise.

A memory flashed through his mind before he spoke: "I hope you stay by my side."

Not receiving the answer she wanted, Song Xingyao's heart sank. She couldn't help but ask again, "What if she comes back? What if she wants to start over with you? Would you still want me to stay by your side then?"

“Fu Siming, I think you haven’t thought clearly about why you want me to stay by your side! If there’s no one else by your side, I can stay with you willingly, but if there is, I will take the initiative to leave and will not have any regrets.”

After saying this, she broke free from the man's embrace and sat up in bed. It seemed that she had been lying down for too long, and the sudden movement made her dizzy.

Fu Siming quickly caught her before responding to her somewhat resolute declaration: "I really didn't know. For many years, I was obsessed with finding her. I thought I wanted her to come back to me, but when I saw her, I knew I just wanted an answer."

"I said I hoped you would stay by my side because I think I've started to care about you."

...

Upon hearing this, Song Xingyao turned her head, her deep and bright eyes fixed on him, and then solemnly said, "Okay, I believe you."

As usual, she wavered; she was willing to believe the man in front of her if he was willing to speak.

...

As the two came down hand in hand, Jiang Man was telling Wu Ma that she was going upstairs to call them for dinner.

Song Xingyao felt a little embarrassed, as she had slept until all the elders had sat down at the table and were still waiting for them.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, both Grandpa Fu and Jiang Man relaxed.

Fu Bowen also returned to the family dinner after the old man was discharged from the hospital, and sat next to Jiang Man.

He stared at their clasped hands with amusement, thinking to himself: After such a big event, I didn't expect them to make up so quickly.

At the dinner table, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning that unpleasant incident from the past, even Fu Bowen, who often picked fights with Fu Siming, remained quiet.

After the meal, Fu Bowen left, making an excuse that he still had some unfinished business at the company.

Jiang Man instructed, "Don't push yourself too hard. You need to rest well. Fu's is such a big company, and you have to do everything. You're already exhausted as the president."

After speaking, she glared at Fu Ting beside her, as if accusing her capitalist father.

After returning to his mother's house, Fu Bowen sent a text message to the person on the other end of the phone.

They made up.

After waiting for a while, he didn't receive a reply as quickly as before. He turned off his phone, got into his car, and left the Fu family's old house.