Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanning looked over and couldn't help but glare at Fu Chenyuan.
I never knew Fu Chenyuan had such a talent for acting.
She clearly said she didn't need to say anything, that he should speak first, but now it's become her fault.
Fu Chenyuan walked over with a smile, his lips adorned with an intoxicating grin.
He looked like he had just returned from the company, dressed in a suit and tie, and was refined and handsome.
He approached, naturally took Jiang Wanning's hand, and came to Jiang Xinkai, calling out, "Dad."
Jiang Xinkai!
Suddenly you have a son?
Jiang Xinkai's gaze fell on the two holding hands, his eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.
Fu Chenyuan remained calm and held hands tightly with Jiang Wanning.
"Dad, my name is Fu Chenyuan. I liked and admired Wan Ning before she returned to the Jiang family. But she had a fiancé at the time. They broke up, and only then did I dare to pursue her. I heard that Mom is sick, so I decided to propose to her. Mom would be very happy if she knew we were getting married, right? I think this would be a great help to her recovery. We made this decision on our own. I was too impatient and couldn't wait to marry Wan Ning."
As Fu Chenyuan spoke, he glanced at Jiang Wanning from time to time, the deep affection in his eyes seeming genuine.
Jiang Xinkai couldn't help but recall that when he married Xia Rushan, he had also acted first and informed her later.
He couldn't help but laugh: "Rushan and I also had a whirlwind marriage back then. So, I'm entrusting Wanning to you. I hope you two can live a good life together."
"Dad, I definitely will. I'll come see Mom tomorrow when she wakes up."
"Dad, Elder Zhang was invited by Shen Yuan, and Shen Yuan also paid for the surgery."
“Dad, I’ve arranged for the best medical team. Once Mom’s condition improves, we’ll transfer her to another hospital. My marriage to Wan Ning was sudden, so consider this a surprise for you and Wan Ning. Wan Ning will only be happy if Mom gets better. We were even thinking of having the wedding ceremony after Mom recovers.”
Even a day earlier, Jiang Xinkai couldn't have imagined such a scene, and his eyes welled up with tears upon hearing it.
"Good, good, good child."
"Dad, you should rest well too. I've hired a caregiver."
"Okay, take Wan Ning back to rest."
As expected, Jiang Wanning didn't need to say much throughout the entire process.
Fu Chenyuan led Jiang Wanning by the hand toward the elevator. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Xinkai still watching them go.
The car arrived at Xishan Fenglin, a residential area where the wealthy live in a safe and secure neighborhood. Many celebrities also live here, and paparazzi cannot take photos of them.
Xishan Fenglin is located in a bustling area, very close to Fu Chenyuan's company.
Fu Chenyuan explained to her, "I usually stay here from Monday to Friday, and I go back to the old house on weekends."
The last time he took Jiang Wanning back was to the old villa.
He just got married to Jiang Wanning and only wanted to enjoy some time alone with his wife. If he went back to his old house in Mingjiu Bay, he figured everyone would find an excuse to come over.
Each person can only swipe their card to go to their own floor.
The elevator stopped on the 36th floor. The entire floor belonged to Fu Chenyuan, and the two sides were connected.
Fu Chenyuan pressed the fingerprint lock, and then took Jiang Wanning's hand: "Let me register your fingerprint too."
Jiang Wanning stared blankly at Fu Chenyuan, who looked very focused and serious with his eyes lowered.
"Alright." He looked up and met Jiang Wanning's gaze, then smiled. "Mrs. Fu, I've noticed you really enjoy peeking at me."
"Who's spying on you?" Jiang Wanning retorted instinctively.
She knew it wasn't right for her to be like this, but during those years in the Zhao family, if she wasn't tough, she would only be bullied even more.
"Okay, Mrs. Fu likes to look at me openly and honestly."
Jiang Wanning...
"Why don't you give it a try?"
Jiang Wanning tried it, and the fingerprint registration was successful. The door opened with a click, and Fu Chenyuan's voice rang out: "Welcome home."
Jiang Wanning was surprised again; it wasn't Fu Chenyuan who spoke, but an electronic voice.
Fu Chenyuan tilted his head slightly: "Would it be strange? I was thinking that if you came home alone in the future and heard my voice, would you feel less lonely?"
Jiang Wanning's face turned slightly red. Did this person have to be so narcissistic?
This was the first time she had ever heard of someone recording a welcome message using their own voice.
Jiang Wanning was unaware that Fu Chenyuan had set this up as soon as he returned that afternoon.
He thought to himself that he had secretly loved her for many years, but she didn't know it.
He wondered if she would feel more attracted to him if he left his mark in every aspect of her life.
Fu Chenyuan bent down and took out a pair of slippers for her. They were brand new and matched exactly with Fu Chenyuan's. This gave Jiang Wanning the illusion that Fu Chenyuan had prepared them on purpose.
He crouched down in front of her and took Jiang Wanning's ankle in his hand.
"Wan Ning, lift your foot."
Jiang Wanning's slender ankle was held in his large, well-defined hand, creating a tantalizing sensation.
Jiang Wanning didn't know why such a thought had popped into her head.
I could only feel that the temperature of his palm seemed to be a little hot.
"I can do it myself," Jiang Wanning said hurriedly.
But Fu Chenyuan insisted and helped Jiang Wanning put on her slippers.
The living room is large and has a minimalist, natural wood style. Everything you see exudes a subtle warmth.
Fu Chenyuan led Jiang Wanning on a tour.
"This is the study. You can share it with me for now. I'll have the designer create the plans later, and you can also discuss the style you want. This is the gym, where you can run and ride a stationary bike. This is the home theater, where we can watch movies together. This is the bedroom."
After visiting Jiang Wanning's apartment, she discovered that the 399-square-meter flat only had one bedroom.
As if sensing Jiang Wanning's doubts, Fu Chenyuan said calmly, "I don't like people coming to my house. So, one bedroom is enough. Wanning, I won't sleep in a separate room."
His gaze was so aggressive that Jiang Wanning couldn't help but swallow and hum in agreement.
"Are you sleepy? Go take a shower first, I'll reply to some messages." After saying that, Fu Chenyuan picked up his laptop and sat down on the sofa in the bedroom to work on some documents.
Jiang Wanning entered the dressing room and found that it was filled with clothes of her size, in all colors and for all occasions. It was even more than Fu Chenyuan's clothes.
Jiang Wanning looked at the pajamas and thought it was absolutely terrible. Did Fu Chenyuan prefer this style?
All the pajamas were the same thin-strapped silk nightgowns, only the colors and styles were different.
Jiang Wanning originally wanted to choose a conservative one, but after looking around, she couldn't find one that was more revealing, so she had to choose one that was relatively less revealing.
Upon entering the bathroom, the two of them had their toothbrushes and mouthwash cups neatly arranged, even wearing matching outfits, as if everything was ready and waiting for her, the lady of the house, to move in.
The toiletries are complete, including facial cleanser and the like.
Jiang Wanning came out of the shower, feeling a little shy.
As soon as the door opened, Fu Chenyuan's gaze went straight over.
Although she was wearing clothes, under Fu Chenyuan's gaze, it seemed as if she was wearing nothing at all!
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