"Shengsheng, do you want to see them?"
When Fu Cheng asked this, he actually already had the answer in his mind.
If she didn't want to, she wouldn't be looking hesitant and a little expectant at this moment.
Song Shengsheng thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
She frowned, pursed her lips silently, and said palely: "But I'm also afraid that they don't really like me that much."
Song Shengsheng also knows that he is full of shortcomings and has many bad and unfavorable habits.
She is lazy, indolent, and a crybaby. She is fragile and easily broken.
She doesn't have any achievements to show for herself, and she's not the kind of person who would feel proud if she talked about them.
I don’t have a decent job and I just got into college.
The major I studied was not one of the most popular ones. It was not a history major, nor was it a literature major. It had nothing to do with practical science and engineering.
What she studied was a design major that most people had never heard of, and she could only be a tailor if she talked about it.
When Song Shengsheng was admitted to university, she was too embarrassed to tell Song Peiyuan what she was studying when she called home.
Even when Song Yaoyao asked her on the phone, she hardened her heart and didn't tell her.
Song Peiyuan and his friends are also going to take the college entrance examination this year. From what Song Peiyuan and Song Yaoyao said on the phone, they both want to go to university in the capital.
The main purpose of Song Shengsheng's call was not to listen to their imaginations about the future. She just wanted them to serve as a mouthpiece to convey this matter to her parents who were far away in Xiaoshui Village.
Then, Song Shengsheng continued to say to Fu Cheng: "But I don't need them to like me."
Fu Cheng thought so too. There was no one in the world who loved her more than he did.
Not even her biological parents.
Fu Cheng said: "They won't stay long this time, at most half a month."
Even the return time was scheduled before returning home.
Even though their superiors wanted to invite them to stay in China for a longer period of time, they did not dare to stay any longer due to the unclear situation.
Afraid that the rapidly changing situation would trap them here.
Song Shengsheng felt an indescribable disappointment after hearing this. It turned out to be only half a month. She nodded, "I understand."
Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at her. There was a hint of stubbornness on her fair little face, and a hint of red at the corners of her eyes.
He reached out and rubbed her clenched fists, his nails digging deeply into them from squeezing too hard. He opened his hands and saw several deep red marks on his palms.
"Shengsheng, don't be afraid."
He took the opportunity to hold her in his arms. Song Shengsheng buried her head in his chest and didn't speak for a long time.
After arriving home, her depressed mood improved a little.
At this moment, she remembered that Fu Cheng had just flatly disagreed with her plan to study abroad. Although that was a plan for several years in the future, Song Shengsheng still felt unhappy when she thought about it.
I think Fu Cheng is too arbitrary, like a king with a bad temper who will not tolerate disobedience.
She silently shook off his hand again and refused to let him hold it.
Ye Jing came out of the kitchen just in time to see her daughter-in-law shaking off her son's hand.
You don't have to guess to know that the two of them are making trouble again.
But Ye Jing has gotten used to it.
She didn't think that Shengsheng was the one who liked to make trouble. Her son also had a bad temper, and sometimes people got so angry that they wanted to strangle him to death.
"Shengsheng, there are fruits on the coffee table. They are lychees that Fu Cheng's brother brought back from a business trip to Guangzhou."
"This is an early-maturing variety that matures in March. The yield is small, but the taste is very good and especially sweet. These are specially reserved for you."
Song Shengsheng loves lychees, but she had few opportunities to eat them before.
The fruit is very expensive and the production is pitifully small.
Even a woman like her who is willing to spend her husband's money doesn't dare to buy it too many times in a month.
"Thank you, Mom, and thank you, Big Brother, I love it."
"Don't thank me. Fu Cheng called his brother and asked him to buy it for you when he returned by plane."
Originally, Fu Yuan didn't like to bring these difficult-to-preserve things when he went on business trips, especially food, as it was really inconvenient.
That day, Ye Jing casually mentioned that his brother was on a business trip in Guangzhou, and Fu Cheng called him.
At that time, Fu Yuan thought it was something important.
The result was just to remind him to bring more lychees.
Fu Yuan didn't want to pay any attention to his unreasonable request. "Where do you get lychees in March and April?"
Fu Cheng said seriously on the phone, "Yes. There are early-maturing varieties. Please take the trouble to look for them."
He said this as easily as eating a meal.
Fu Yuan was silent for a while, then asked him, "Do you like lychees?"
Everyone in their family is the same. They don’t care much about food. They don’t have any particular likes, only things they particularly dislike.
Fu Cheng said, "I don't like it."
He said it with great righteousness: "Shengsheng loves to eat."
Fu Yuan held the phone in his hand for a while, then uttered a few cold words: "I'll ask my assistant to check it out later."
Fu Cheng hummed: "Okay."
He was a bit picky: "Let the assistant choose, try to pick some full and big ones, which taste sweeter."
Fu Yuan hung up the phone.
At this moment, Ye Jing wanted to ease the relationship between the young couple, and took this opportunity to say something good about Fu Cheng.
Song Shengsheng smiled obediently at her mother-in-law, but still turned her back to Fu Cheng. She had no intention of being polite to him and just didn't say thank you to him.
Fu Cheng asked his uncle to buy her some of her favorite food, which was what he should do as a husband, so there was nothing to thank him for.
Song Shengsheng planned to persuade Fu Cheng with both soft and hard methods now, without making any noise for three or four years. When the day came when she could really apply to study abroad, he would be mentally prepared, tacitly agree.
Song Shengsheng ate half a bowl of lychees and left half a bowl.
Fu Cheng put it away for her first, "If you eat too much, you will get angry."
Song Shengsheng eats his favorite food and loses count once he starts eating.
She sat on the sofa, looking at the man who had put the lychees away and returned from the kitchen, "You just don't want me to eat them."
She added silently: "Just like you don't want me to study abroad."
Fu Cheng glanced at her and didn't even bother to explain. He just hummed, "That's right."
"So you are not allowed to eat anymore, and you are not allowed to go."
Song Shengsheng got angry and said unhappily, "I can go if I want to. You can't stop me."
Fu Cheng stood in front of her. The light above his head lengthened his figure. His face was hidden in the shadows. His expression could not be seen clearly. But he looked more oppressive than usual. He said, "Try to see if I can hold on."
Fu Cheng suppressed his anger and looked as calm as possible.
Everything else can be discussed.
When there was no room for negotiation, Fu Cheng would not tolerate her and would just say the final word, not willing to leave her any hope.
"Song Shengsheng, if I don't let you go, you can't go."
Fu Cheng even got himself angry after saying this.
Also a bit regretful.
He knew that she would be easily persuaded by soft tactics, but when he thought about her going so far away from him, he could hardly control his anger.
The speech was also a bit stiff.
However, Fu Cheng would never give in on this matter.
Song Shengsheng got really angry when he said that. She picked up a pillow and threw it at his face: "Just try it! My legs are on my body! My brain is also mine. I will definitely apply for a government-sponsored study abroad opportunity. If you can't stand it, then just don't be unacceptable."
"I can't stand you being unreasonable."
Why does she have to stay under his nose every day?
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