Gu Bai tried to light a cigarette, but Fu Wenzhou reached out and stubbed it out, saying, "My girlfriend can't stand the smell of smoke and alcohol."

Gu Bai: "...Then why the hell are you still smoking?"

Fu Wenzhou sneered: "Did you see me slap myself in front of her?"

Gu Bai shut up because he really had never seen it before.

Xu Zezhan couldn't help but laugh: "Gu Bai, why did you provoke him for no reason? Aren't you just asking for a scolding?"

"Who wants to hire him?" Gu Bai snorted, then turned to Song Qingyou: "Sorry, sister-in-law, I forgot you're not feeling well."

Hearing the address "sister-in-law," Song Qingyou's ears burned slightly, and she nodded gently: "It's alright."

The others followed suit and changed their way of addressing him. Fu Wenzhou was actually the youngest in their group. Song Qingyou was a year older than Gu Bai and Xu Zezhan, so now that she was following Fu Wenzhou, she was actually considered to be of a lower generation.

Song Qingyou had mixed feelings, feeling both awkward in this situation and moved by Fu Wenzhou's words about a grand wedding with eight sedan chairs.

She could actually understand Fu Wenzhou's intentions, but she felt that she was not worthy of Fu Wenzhou doing this for her.

But who can resist the loyalty and love of a puppy?

Song Qingyou looked down at the edge of the table, her two hands clasped tightly together, and a slow smile appeared on her lips.

Madam Chu glanced at Song Qingyou and said to Chu Fan, "Husband, let's switch seats."

Chu Fan always listened to his wife's words, so upon hearing this, he stood up and switched seats with Gu Ruo.

Gu Ruo sat down next to Song Qingyou and said gently, "Hello, my name is Gu Ruo."

Song Qingyou slightly raised her eyelids, "Song Qingyou."

"They were talking about business, which I wasn't interested in at all, but Chu Fan insisted on bringing me along." Gu Ruo's personality wasn't as gentle as it seemed. Although her tone was complaining, her expression was happy. Her eyes revealed a hint of gossip: "I'm so bored, can you chat with me?"

Song Qingyou has a rather aloof personality and rarely encounters someone so outgoing. She has only had one friend since childhood, Yan Miao.

Encountering someone as warm and friendly as Gu Ruo, she felt unusually flustered: "What...are we talking about?"

Gu Ruo blinked. "We're talking about you."

"Me?" Song Qingyou was puzzled. What was there to talk about with her?

Gu Ruo said, "Yes, do you know what I thought you looked like when you first came in?"

Song Qingyou: "What does it look like?"

Gu Ruo: "Like a banished immortal, the kind of little deity who is detached from the mortal world and dwells in the high mountains and distant peaks. He doesn't seem like someone who would be moved by worldly desires at all."

Song Qingyou: "...Really?"

“Yes.” Gu Ruo nodded and said earnestly, “I bet he’s the one pursuing you.”

Song Qingyou nodded gently.

Gu Ruo had an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this: Over the years, there have been many women around Fu Wenzhou, but he has never been moved. So everyone is curious about what kind of person he will choose in the end, or what kind of person is worthy of him."

Fu Wenzhou returned to China at the age of 18 and, in just two years, reorganized the disorganized Fu family business, making it even larger than when the old master Fu was in power. He excelled in every aspect: ability, talent, looks, and methods.

Who will ultimately be the victim of such a person is a topic that their circle of friends often discusses.

Some people have compared the "little fairy" of the capital to the "mad dog," but the "little fairy" got married too early and was a few years older than Fu Wenzhou, so everyone just took it as a joke.

Now this joke has actually come true.

"I never expected it would be you in the end." Gu Ruo was genuinely curious about how these two people, with their vastly different backgrounds, ages, and personalities, had ended up together.

Song Qingyou paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Some people come together because they are compatible, some people are together because of love. And some people can become compatible with another person because of love."

She quoted Fu Wenzhou as saying, "He and I are a match made in heaven."

Gu Ruo was taken aback, as if she hadn't expected Song Qingyou, who seemed aloof and indifferent, to say such a thing.

After a moment of stunned silence, she felt relieved: "Just now I thought Fu Wenzhou loved you more, but now I think your love is no less than his."

One is passionate, the other subtle; one is blatant, the other hidden in the heart.

Song Qingyou smiled and said, "Thank you."

Gu Ruo didn't continue the topic and pulled Song Qingyou aside to talk about other things.

At the dinner table, Fu Wenzhou and Shen Guannan were talking about the recent decline in the real estate industry and the boom in the pharmaceutical industry. They noted that the prices of imported and exported drugs had increased significantly in recent years, and the prospects were promising.

He spoke while picking fish meat from Song Qingyou's fish, doing both at the same time.

Seeing that he had taken all the best parts of the fish, Gu Bai said irritably, "Why don't you eat the tail?"

Fu Wenzhou slightly lifted his eyelids: "Is it any of your business? I ordered this fish. If you want to eat it, order it yourself."

Gu Bai: "..." Speechless. There's really nothing to say when you encounter a brother who prioritizes romance over friendship.

Xu Zezhan glanced at Fu Wenzhou, crossed his legs, and leaned back slightly: "I searched for a sacred mountain for two nights and climbed more than two thousand steps to win back my girlfriend. How can I not treat her well?"

Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Xu Zezhan, why are you talking so much?"

Xu Zezhan snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to this love-struck fool.

He did so much for a woman, but he didn't want to say it because he was afraid she would feel sorry for him if she knew.

No wonder people say that for two people to stay together, one of them must be a love-struck fool. It turns out that the love-struck fool is his own brother.

Song Qingyou's expression changed, and she asked, "What sacred mountain?"

"It's nothing..."

Before Fu Wenzhou could finish speaking, Gu Bai interrupted him: "You don't know? During the time you were unconscious, he was so anxious that he went to believe in some gods and Buddhas, and ran to the desolate mountains to find that damned sacred mountain. Braving heavy snow and temperatures below minus ten degrees Celsius, he knelt and kowtowed three times and climbed more than two thousand steps to pray for your safety and well-being. After returning, he suffered from severe hypothermia and almost died."

Gu Bai still felt lingering fear when he talked about it. The human body lost so much heat, he didn't know how he survived. If it had happened to someone else, they probably would have died in the mountains long ago.

Song Qingyou's breath hitched, and she remained silent for a long while.

Shen Guannan raised an eyebrow: "Is that so? How come I haven't heard you guys mention it?"

Gu Bai: "He won't let me say it."

Liang Muchuan tightened his grip on the wine glass slightly and muttered, "A hopeless romantic."

Chu Fan was also somewhat surprised and took a second look at Song Qingyou.

Gu Ruo was even more stunned. When she had a difficult childbirth, she thought that Chu Fan, who was noble and proud, was already showing enough affection by kneeling outside the operating room and praying to heaven for her safety. She never expected that there were people more capable than herself.

Fu Wenzhou placed the cleaned fish meat in front of Song Qingyou, his tone casual, as if he didn't care: "Don't listen to their nonsense, eat the fish."

Song Qingyou gently lifted her eyelids to glance at him, and Fu Wenzhou's eyes met hers, causing his heart to skip a beat.

It's over.