Chapter 397 Her protective nature towards her family VS His soft heart towards his wronged child (55)

Two years later.

Nighttime, inside the room.

Jiang Zhiyi was throwing a tantrum at Fu Chengyan, her rosy little face full of unhappiness.

"I don't want this!" she pointed casually. "I don't want this either! I don't want any of them..."

Fu Chengyan reached out to hug her and asked, "So what do you like? I said I'd prepare something new, but you've been picking all night and still haven't decided. How about we just bring them all?"

“No! That wouldn’t be special.” Jiang Zhiyi shook her head.

She couldn't quite put her finger on what she wanted, but everything in front of her seemed to be missing something.

Today is their 520th wedding anniversary. Fu Chengyan prepared many gifts for her, but she didn't like them very much and had been arguing with him all night.

She already has too much, and these gifts, though precious, are no longer enough to move her.

Just like the jewelry he gave her, even if she changed a set every day, she couldn't wear them all, so naturally she didn't care for them anymore.

"Hmph—" Jiang Zhiyi grumbled and tugged at his clothes.

His shirt sleeves quickly became wrinkled.

Fu Chengyan narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to kiss her.

He lingered and kissed her for a long time.

In the end, she could no longer stand and could only slump limply against him.

However, she still couldn't resist complaining: "It's because you didn't put in the effort, your kisses won't help. If you don't have a suitable gift, you can sleep in the study tonight, tomorrow, and the day after..."

Fu Chengyan frowned, quite helplessly, "You're being unreasonable. I've already brought my entire fortune over for you to choose from..."

"I don't care," Jiang Zhiyi retorted. "Besides, where would I find the entire family fortune? How would I know if you have other assets behind my back? Who knows what treasures you might be secretly hiding..."

"You're talking nonsense again. What would I be hiding from you? You know all my secrets."

“There is…” she thought for a moment, “Don’t think I don’t know, Lin Chengtian, the director of the Lin Group, is one of your people, right? I was so worried about you before…”

The dismissal from office and the bitter feud were nothing but a performance they put on for each other.

They used a counter-strategy to lure the snake out of its hole.

From beginning to end, the control of the Fu family was entirely in the hands of Fu Chengyan, without any deviation.

That crisis actually helped him eliminate many hidden dangers within the company.

Fu Chengyan raised an eyebrow and asked, "You've gotten smarter now. When did you find out?"

"I didn't tell you because you're stupid enough to let me find out." Jiang Zhiyi had a smug look on her face.

Actually, she suddenly realized it too.

In the past, she often sneaked into his study and rummaged through it, and she did find several documents related to Lin Chengtian, but she couldn't remember them at the time.

Later, after going through all these things in my mind, everything connected.

She then realized what was happening.

"...Don't change the subject! I want a gift!" Jiang Zhiyi returned to the previous question.

Fu Chengyan lowered his head and thought about it seriously for a moment, then said, "What about mine? You asked me for a gift, and I want one too, since today is also my anniversary."

Jiang Zhiyi didn't expect him to turn around and cause trouble for her. She picked up her bag and rummaged through it, finally finding only a red string.

This was a love rope she had prepared to give to the shop's customers, but she had taken an extra one and casually stuffed it into her bag, and now it came in handy.

"Is that alright now? I know you're happy with this gift, so you have to give me a gift that's satisfactory in return," she said matter-of-factly.

"Here, I'll give it to you right away." Fu Chengyan pinched her cheek and made her sit on the sofa next to him.

He knelt on one knee in front of her, his fingers deftly moving the red rope.

With a serious and focused expression, she slowly wrapped the red string around her slender, fair fingers.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

Each loop was tightly wrapped, like a living, multicolored vine, entwining her hand.

“Didn’t you say this marriage rope is very effective, that once it’s tightly bound, you can’t escape?” he said.

Jiang Zhiyi remained silent for a moment, her breathing gradually becoming rapid.

She had the illusion that he was entangled not only her fingers, but her whole being.

Her everything, all of her.

Do you like this 'ring' now?

Fu Chengyan looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

"How did you come up with this?" she asked.

"I learned it from you."

Jiang Zhiyi suddenly remembered that a long time ago, she often tricked him into buying her expensive rings by using red string rings, and she never expected that he would follow suit.

Moreover, he learned real skills; the knots he made were very beautiful and didn't look out of place at all.

Jiang Zhiyi then gave up.

"Alright then, I'm barely satisfied with this ring. I'll let you off the hook for today."

He smiled and kissed her cheek again.

...

A snow-capped mountain somewhere.

Snowflakes were falling heavily, and in front of me stretched a majestic and magnificent mountain range that seemed to go on forever.

Standing on high ground and looking into the distance, the entire world is a vast expanse of white.

The group walked along the road, patrolling as usual, and their footprints were quickly covered by the snow.

The howling of wind and snow filled my ears.

Suddenly, a plane loaded with cargo flew overhead.

A few days later, Jiang Zhiyi received an unsigned package.

Although it doesn't have a name, it's not hard to guess.

Upon opening the package, I found several flowers inside, pure white and flawless, with thick petals that seemed to exude moisture and a refreshing sweet fragrance.

It must have taken a lot of manpower and resources to keep it so fresh, given how far it was delivered.

"Put it in the vase," Jiang Zhiyi instructed the young nanny beside her.

"Madam, there's a note tucked here." Only then did the nanny notice.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't turn around, but simply asked, "What did you write?"

Do not worry.

She paused for a moment, then replied casually, "Yeah, leave it."

His gaze returned to the book in his hands.

She read quietly, her fingers occasionally turning the pages gently, lines of text leaping before her eyes.

The nanny carefully placed all the flowers into an exquisite porcelain vase.

After a while.

The nanny suddenly remembered something and was about to tell Jiang Zhiyi when she saw that Jiang Zhiyi had already fallen asleep with a book in her hand.

She leaned against the wall, and a few rays of sunlight streamed in from outside, making her seem to be bathed in light.

At that moment, Fu Chengyan also returned.

He tiptoed over, gently covered her with a blanket, and then sat down beside her to watch over her.

His eyes were full of love when he looked at her.

Seeing this, the nanny smiled secretly and quickly and quietly pushed the door open to leave, not daring to disturb them.

She had only been working for the Fu family for a few months, but she heard that the couple had been married for almost two years. However, their relationship was getting better and better, which was truly enviable.

She took her tools and went to the yard to tend to the flowers and plants.

The sun is shining brightly, and such good weather makes people feel great.

As she worked, she hummed an unknown song, the melody cheerful and pleasant.

"That most sacred and beautiful flower is a longing from the snow-capped mountains..."