He definitely wouldn't want something so girly; it doesn't fit his aesthetic.
"Yes, in our clan's custom, a wreath made by carefully planting flowers represents wishes for the recipient's good health, the dispelling of illness, and the protection of heaven, so that they will have a peaceful and smooth life. It has many beautiful meanings."
Seeing that the doubt on his face had not diminished, Su Yuxi tossed the flower wreath in her hand into the air twice, her expression haughty and charming: "I have only ever made flower wreaths for Azu. The man who wore my flower wreath is the most handsome man in our clan."
Thinking of Ah Zu, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She hadn't seen Ah Zu for almost three years and wondered how they were doing.
Suddenly... her hand was empty; the wreath in her hand had been snatched away.
Fu Huaijin held the delicate flower wreath in his hand and looked at it back and forth. A slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his lips. Although he was disgusted with it, his hands were very honest as he carefully put it on his head.
Since this wreath has so many beautiful meanings, wearing it and hoping that they come true would be a pleasant surprise from life.
"how?"
Su Yuxi looked at him. A ray of gentle sunlight shone through the gaps in the lush treetops and quietly fell on the wreath on his head. The petals swayed gently in the wind, and two butterflies flew over and hovered above his head, instantly giving the wreath a sense of life. This made his pale face appear even more ethereal, fragile yet noble, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
Her dark pupils trembled slightly, a ripple of emotion stirring within her. The scene before her left her momentarily dazed. She reached out, trying to grasp the beam of light, but couldn't touch it. Instead, she touched a cold hand.
Suddenly, Su Yuxi snapped out of her daze, awkwardly withdrew her hand, turned to face the wildflowers, and pretended to cough twice: "We've finished looking at them, let's go back."
"Hmm." Fu Huaijin lowered his eyes, slowly withdrew his hand, and placed it behind his back. He exuded an indescribable noble indifference. After giving her a deep look, he turned and walked back.
Su Yuxi blushed and followed after hearing the footsteps receding behind her.
They crossed the hillside, walked along the rugged path, and passed through the bamboo forest back to the mountainside...
The old lady at home was on tenterhooks. She appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
She had never asked anyone to leave before, but today, for the first time ever, she hinted several times that Liu Ying should leave. However, the person opposite her didn't understand the meaning behind her words at all, and always felt that she was concerned about her, without any intention of leaving.
We've been dawdling for almost an hour, and my grandson and his wife will probably be back soon. It'll be so awkward when we see them, and if there's any misunderstanding, everything will be ruined.
Old Wang, fearing he would be dragged into this matter, slipped away early, leaving her to deal with it alone.
"Grandma, are you hot?" Liu Ying took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from the old lady's head.
Even though she was slow to notice, she could tell that something was wrong with the old lady, but since the old lady didn't say anything, she pretended not to know.
"No, I can do it myself." The old lady took the tissue from her hand, wiped her face haphazardly, and her eyebrows were practically on fire.
She wasn't hot; she was anxious, so anxious that she could only secretly pray that her grandson wouldn't come back so soon, so she could try a little harder.
"Ying, are you really not busy with work lately? If you have something to do, go back and take care of it first. I can manage on my own."
When talking about work, Liu Ying lowered her eyes, and her sense of loss was very obvious.
The old lady thought she had failed at work and wanted to seek comfort, but she didn't want to comfort her today. She just advised her to go back to work hard. Before she could finish speaking, she heard her say, "Grandma, it must be because I didn't do a good enough job. Brother Huaijin... seems to have some issues with me."
"I don't know if I did something wrong, but last night he just said without saying a word that he was going to transfer me directly away from the project in LY country..."
The old lady knew that it was her stepping stone into the Fu family and into high society. Now that the project was being taken back, it wasn't just a simple matter of taking it back.
"Huh?" The old lady rarely cared about work anymore. She knew what project Liu Ying was involved in. Her eldest grandson had arranged it for her, and she had no objections. Now that he had taken back this benefit, she couldn't voice her opinion.
This grandson of mine acted far too quickly. Even if he wanted to transfer someone, he should have been more gentle.
Seeing the conflicted look on her face, Liu Ying was afraid that she would overthink things, so she quickly spoke up to make amends: "Grandma, don't misunderstand. I'm not complaining about Brother Huaijin. I just feel that if I make any mistakes at work, we should all point them out together so that I can know how to correct them. Don't you think so?"
"Hehe...yes, right!" The old lady didn't dare to reply; she couldn't just make empty promises about the job.
Just as she was wondering how to decline, Aunt Mei came over wearing an apron: "Grandma, the food is almost ready, you see..."
Seeing that Liu Ying was still there, she changed her mind before saying anything more: "The food here is almost ready. When would you like to serve it?"
Liu Ying also noticed that the old lady didn't really want to get involved, so she put the matter aside for now and brought it up again when she had the chance.
"Aunt Mei, I smelled the aroma a long time ago. Did you make steamed shrimp for Brother Huaijin? He should be here soon. I'll give him a call to ask."
He then took out his phone from his bag and dialed the emergency contact number listed on it.
Just as the call was made, a clear and pleasant bell rang out from the main gate.
The three of them looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a woman wearing a light yellow dress, the hem of which swayed with her steps, her long hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall.
She was backlit, so her face was somewhat obscured. All that could be seen was her arm around Fu Huaijin as she walked in. The two were behaving intimately and ambiguously, and they were wearing matching flower crowns on their heads, looking like a stunningly beautiful couple.
Liu Ying's smile froze on her face, and she didn't react for a moment.
When the old lady saw this, her face was full of wrinkles with a smile, but when she thought of Liu Ying, she immediately stopped smiling and gently called out, "You're back. It's time to eat. Go wash your hands."
“Yes, go ahead,” Aunt Mei said, turning back to have the dishes served.
After Liu Ying saw the person clearly, she stood there in shock for a long time, unable to come to her senses. It wasn't until the two disappeared from the living room and she heard the old lady's shouts that she finally managed to pull herself out of her shock.
"Grandma, Huaijin... how come he's with Su Yuxi?" The two of them are so intimate, it's like she's seen an extinct dinosaur appear before her eyes.
The old lady didn't know what to say, so she could only tell her what Su Yuxi had said before: "Yes, he is Xiao Jin's caregiver. He brought Xiao Jin back today."
"A caregiver?" Liu Ying absolutely did not believe it.
Why did she choose to become a caregiver?
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