Chapter 82 "Fang Qizhou, you're being very clingy tonight."
The downpour stopped just as Zhu Fan arrived home.
The car was quiet; A-Yuan had fallen asleep on the way back.
Fang Qizhou leaned back in the driver's seat, his head slightly lowered, casually kneading the girl's slender, fair fingers.
Zhu Fan chuckled softly, her eyes still heavy with sleepiness.
This person has been playing with her fingers for several minutes now, ever since she parked her car.
"Fang Qizhou, are my fingers fun to play with?"
The girl's voice was low, and her warm breath brushed against his cheek.
Fang Qizhou took her hand and gently kissed her fingertips.
"Wait a little longer."
Outside the car, the night was deep and the air was crisp, but inside, there was a warm and quiet atmosphere. The dim light outlined the man's languid silhouette; he was hunched over, head bowed, but his dark eyes remained fixed on her.
Zhu Fan raised the corners of her lips, "Fang Qizhou, you're being very clingy tonight."
Fang Qizhou pressed her hand to his chest, "I'm only attached to you."
Even through the fabric of his clothes, Zhu Fan could clearly feel his strong heartbeat.
The two were already very close when they spoke, and now Zhu Fan was leaning half her body towards the driver's seat. Fang Qizhou only needed to lower his head slightly to kiss her lips.
Zhu Fan accurately predicted his movements, nimbly dodging to the side, her voice slightly hoarse: "A-Yuan is behind us."
Fang Qizhou glanced casually at Zhu Wan in the back seat.
Zhu Wan's closed eyelashes trembled slightly. She had actually been awake for a while, but hadn't opened her eyes—
At this moment, she just wanted to be a quiet background figure.
Zhu Fan began to plan tomorrow's schedule. "Fang Qizhou, you can sleep in at the apartment tomorrow morning. I'll come to the apartment to find you at noon, and we'll have lunch together."
Fang Qizhou will probably get home very late by now.
"Today..." She swallowed back the thank you that was on the tip of her tongue, "I had a lot of fun with A-Yuan."
Fang Qizhou's lazy expression softened slightly, and his voice deepened: "A reward."
Zhu Fan tilted her head back and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
Fang Qizhou smiled and didn't let her pull her hand away from his: "I think of you every day, share our daily lives, and reply to your messages instantly."
Zhu Fan then realized—
Fang Qizhou was asking for the reward she had promised before her trip abroad. But he had deliberately only said two words, blurring her understanding.
She teased him on purpose: "You just tricked me into giving you a kiss, so consider this kiss a reward."
Fang Qizhou gently bit her fingertip.
Zhu Fan's heart skipped a beat.
He was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.
Zhu Fan smiled like a cunning little fox: "Let me out of the car."
Fang Qizhou's fingertips slipped between her fingers, locking them firmly.
Zhu Fan chuckled and said, "I know, I know, I won't go back on my word. I'll do everything I promised."
She leaned closer to Fang Qizhou and asked softly, "So, have you decided what reward you want?"
Fang Qizhou's eyes told her that he had already decided what he wanted.
The man's warm lips pressed against her earlobe, and he whispered something.
His eyes and brows were full of unrestrained laughter.
Zhu Fan tried to remain calm, but her cheeks involuntarily flushed red.
Fang Qizhou held up his clasped hands to his eyes: "I'll make it happen tomorrow."
Zhu Fan bit her lower lip lightly and let out a barely audible "hmm".
Fang Qizhou released his large hand from the lock.
Zhu Fan turned her head and called softly, "A-Yuan, wake up, we're home."
Zhu Wan rubbed her eyes, pretending that she had just been woken up by her sister.
Zhu Fan took her sister's arm. The night air, crisp and cool, rushed in. She waved to Fang Qizhou in the car: "Let me know when you get home, then go to sleep quickly."
Fang Qizhou casually draped his arm over the car window, his expression languid: "Hmm. I'll watch you go in."
Zhu Wan felt like she was about to faint from sweetness.
She had never understood why the girls in her class were so obsessed with shipping couples.
Now, she finally understands.
This candy is so sweet.
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Upon entering the house, the living room was brightly lit.
Meng Yin was curled up on the sofa watching a TV series, while Grandma Zhu was on the phone with a friend.
"Afan, Ayuan, you're finally back." Meng Yin looked away from the TV, her eyes full of concern. "The rain was so heavy, I was so worried."
Zhu Fan and Zhu Wan sat down on either side of Meng Yin, without disturbing their grandmother's phone call.
Zhu Fan looked around, "Where's Dad?"
Meng Yin smiled and gestured towards the study: "She's practicing calligraphy in there, saying she needs to calm her mind."
"I'll go tell him that you two have arrived home."
She urged her daughters to go upstairs to wash up and go to bed, saying, "You have school tomorrow, it's already late."
Grandma Zhu called out to Zhu Fan, pausing in the conversation before continuing through the phone, "It's A-Fan and A-Yuan back." She moved the phone slightly away and turned to Zhu Fan, who had already gotten up from the sofa, "A-Fan, Grandpa Wen and Wen He are coming to Beijing tomorrow. Grandpa Wen wants to visit Peking University. Can you spare some time tomorrow at noon to accompany Grandpa Wen and Brother Wen He on a tour of the school?"
With the phone on speakerphone, Grandpa Wen's cheerful voice immediately rang out in the living room: "First ask Afan if he has time, so as not to delay the child's important business."
Zhu Fan obediently greeted, "Hello, Grandpa Wen."
"Hey!" Old Master Wen's reply was full of smiles.
Grandma Zhu teased, "If A-Fan is busy, don't bother visiting Peking University. I'll take you to a teahouse to drink tea and listen to music."
To everyone's surprise, Grandpa Wen immediately pretended that the signal was bad, "Ahe, the signal here is not very good, I can't hear what you are saying... Tomorrow when He and I arrive, I'll have He contact Afan directly, have lunch together, and then we can go sightseeing at Peking University."
Grandma Zhu looked at the phone that had been hung up and shook her head with amusement. She looked at her granddaughter and said gently, "Afan, tomorrow at noon you will entertain Grandpa Wen properly for Grandma. Grandpa Wen hasn't been back to Beijing for three or four years."
These old folks all talk about "retirement," but only Grandpa Wen truly cherishes this leisurely life and contentedly grows flowers and vegetables.
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