Chapter 320 No Reconciliation
After much deliberation, Shang Wu decided to do something.
She went to the university.
Beneath the sycamore tree, a stern-faced young man descended the steps one by one.
“Fu Yan”.
Shang Wu called out to him.
Fu Yan paused, and when he saw Shang Wu, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He then quickly walked over, speaking respectfully.
"Aunt Shang, what brings you here? Is there something you need?"
Shang Wu looked at him and, without beating around the bush, said urgently, "I came to tell you that Xiao Wu's grandfather has returned."
Fu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly aware of Lu Zheng's importance in the Lu family.
“He brought back a young man named Luo Jun,” Shang Wu said, watching Fu Yan’s reaction. “He is a scion of a prominent family overseas. He is very outstanding. The old man’s intention is to arrange a marriage between Xiao Wu and Luo Jun.”
Fu Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, his jawline tightened instantly, and his entire aura turned colder.
He almost immediately recalled the way Lu Yuwu had appeared before him that day with Gu Yan, and a wave of panic washed over him.
Shang Wu took in his subtle reaction, which calmed her down a bit, but she remained expressionless.
She said with feigned helplessness, "Grandpa's attitude is very firm. He believes this is for Xiaowu's own good. Your Uncle Lu and I... although we don't agree, you know that once Grandpa makes a decision, it's hard to change it."
She paused, then looked at Fu Yan: "I came here today to ask you one question: do you still have feelings for Xiao Wu? If you still want to win her over, then you'd better hurry up."
If you don't care, or if the misunderstandings between you two are truly unsolvable, then as parents, we can only respect Grandpa's arrangements. After all, the Luo family's conditions are indeed impeccable, and Xiaowu's opinions probably won't carry much weight with Grandpa.
These words, half true and half false, completely shifted the pressure onto Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's face darkened completely.
He couldn't imagine Lu Yuwu being arranged by her family to marry a stranger.
The mere thought of that possibility almost suffocated him.
All of Fu Yan's previous hesitation, pride, and resentment caused by misunderstandings seemed laughable and insignificant in the face of this sudden crisis.
“Aunt Shang,” Fu Yan raised her head, her eyes sharp and filled with unwavering determination.
"I will not give up on Xiaowu, and no one will take her away from me."
Seeing the determination in his eyes, Shang Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew she had lit the right fire.
"Okay, then Auntie will leave it to you."
Shang Wu nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
The rest is something Fu Yan needs to face and resolve on his own.
...
After Shang Wu left, Fu Yan stood there for a long time.
The cold wind blew the stray hairs on his forehead, but it couldn't dispel the heat in his heart.
Fu Yan took out his phone and, without any hesitation, dialed Lu Yuwu's number.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered, and Lu Yuwu's wary and distant voice came through.
"Hello? What's up?"
"Are you at school? Come out, I'll be waiting for you downstairs at your dorm."
Fu Yan's tone was forceful, leaving her no room to refuse, and he hung up the phone after speaking.
Hearing the busy tone on her phone, Lu Yuwu was so angry she wanted to curse.
But deep down, there was a hint of expectation that she herself was unwilling to admit.
Lu Yuwu hesitated for a moment, but eventually changed her clothes and slowly went downstairs.
Fu Yan was indeed waiting under the bare sycamore tree downstairs, attracting frequent glances from passing girls.
Upon seeing her come out, Fu Yan strode forward, grabbed her wrist without saying a word, and led her to a less crowded area.
"Fu Yan, what are you doing! Let me go!"
Lu Yuwu struggled, but she couldn't overcome his strength.
Once they reached the tree-lined path, Fu Yan released her, turned around, and stared intently at her, getting straight to the point: "What's the deal with that person your grandfather brought back?"
Lu Yuwu was taken aback, not expecting him to be asking about this. A feeling of grievance welled up inside her: "What's it to you? Why are you asking these questions now?"
"Answer me!" Fu Yan's tone was filled with suppressed anxiety.
Lu Yuwu turned her face away and said sullenly, "It's just what you heard, Grandpa wants to introduce us."
"And you? What do you think?" Fu Yan stared intently at her profile.
"Does it matter what I think?" Lu Yuwu laughed self-deprecatingly. "In your eyes, my thoughts have never mattered."
Her words carried an element of defiance, but Fu Yan's heart sank even further.
He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
Fu Yan took out his phone and, in front of Lu Yuwu, dialed his mother's number and pressed the speakerphone button.
The call was answered quickly, and Mrs. Fu's gentle voice came through: "Yanyan? What's wrong?"
Looking into Lu Yuwu's surprised eyes, Fu Yan said resolutely, "Mom, there's something I need to make clear to you. From now on, don't let Jin Ting come to our house again. Whether it's an excuse to see you or any other reason, I don't want to see her again."
Mrs. Fu on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned: "Yanyan, why are you suddenly like this? Tingting, after all, is..."
"There's nothing to it after all."
Fu Yan interrupted her, her tone resolute, "She and I are not related by blood at all, and the so-called cousins are a long way off. I was just being considerate before and didn't say things too bluntly, which led her to have some inappropriate thoughts and caused a lot of misunderstandings."
He paused, his gaze never leaving Lu Yuwu, and said in a low voice, "From now on, I hope our family will sever all ties with her and her distant relatives. If it's inconvenient for you to say it, I can do it in person."
Lu Yuwu was completely stunned, staring at Fu Yan in disbelief.
She never expected that Fu Yan could go to such lengths.
Demanding a complete severance of ties leaves virtually no room for negotiation.
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Mrs. Fu's voice rang out again, this time with understanding and relief: "Mom knows. You child, wouldn't it have been better if you had been so decisive earlier? Alright, Mom will handle this. I promise she won't appear in front of you and Xiaowu again."
As expected of a shrewd woman, Madam Fu immediately understood her son's intentions and even directly pointed out Lu Yuwu.
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone decisively.
Fu Yan put away his phone, looked at Lu Yuwu who was still in shock, and said in a deep voice, "Is this clear enough? Jin Ting and I have nothing to do with each other from now on. It was my fault for causing you so much suffering because of her. I didn't handle it well."
Lu Yuwu opened her mouth, as if to say something, but found that her throat felt blocked.
Fu Yan's attitude truly shocked her.
However, before she could even process all the information, Fu Yan's next words left her feeling completely disoriented.
"Lu Yuwu, can we put those misunderstandings behind us?"
He looked at her, his eyes more serious than ever before. "Let's make up, okay?"
Lu Yuwu's heart skipped a beat. Looking at his earnest face, she almost nodded.
But just then, a thought came to mind like a bucket of cold water.
His decisiveness and humble attitude today are because his grandfather brought Luo Jun, and because he sensed a crisis.
If Luo Jun hadn't appeared, would he have continued the cold war? Would he have continued to put on airs?
Lu Yuwu abruptly took a step back, avoiding Fu Yan's outstretched hand, and looked at him with a complicated expression: "I need time to think about it."
After saying that, she dared not look him in the eye again, turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Fu Yan watched her fleeing figure, his brows furrowed, and his fists clenched unconsciously.
He knew that she still had a grudge.
Lu Yuwu returned to her dormitory building in a state of utter confusion, only to unexpectedly see the last person she wanted to see at that moment.
Jin Ting.
Jin Ting had clearly received a call from Madam Fu. Her face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her gaze towards Lu Yuwu was filled with resentment.
"Lu Yuwu! Was it you! Did you say something about me to Brother Yan? You bitch, how dare you make him ignore me! How dare you make Aunt Fu forbid me from going to the Fu family anymore!"
Jin Ting rushed forward, her voice shrill, attracting the attention of everyone around her.
Lu Yuwu was already in a bad mood, and seeing Jin Ting's hysterical state only made her more irritable.
She said coldly, "Jin Ting, please show some respect! Fu Yan's decision is his business, it has nothing to do with me!"
"None of your business? Ha!"
Jin Ting sneered, her eyes filled with malice. "If you hadn't seduced him, how could he have treated me like this! Let me tell you, I won't let you get away with this! You just wait!"
"Enough!" a cold voice rang out.
Shang Wu walked over at some point. She was obviously worried about her daughter and came to check on her, only to witness this scene.
She shielded Lu Yuwu behind her, looked at the seemingly deranged Jin Ting, and said in a threatening tone: "Miss Jin, please watch your words and actions. Fu Yan has made it clear that he is severing ties with you. If you continue to pester me and even threaten my daughter, don't blame the Lu family for being impolite."
Please leave immediately, or I will call security.
Shang Wu's aura was powerful, and Jin Ting was intimidated by her. Coupled with the pointing and whispering of the people around her, she finally didn't dare to make a scene anymore. She just glared at Lu Yuwu and ran away crying.
“Mom…” Lu Yuwu looked at her mother, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
Shang Wu patted her daughter's hand and said softly, "It's alright. This kind of person isn't worth your trouble. Go back now."
Back in her dorm, Lu Yuwu collapsed onto her bed, exhausted, her mind a jumbled mess.
Just then, the phone screen lit up; it was a text message from Fu Yan.
Just three simple words: "Let's make up?"
As Lu Yuwu looked at those three words, that thorn in her heart began to throb again.
She couldn't help but think that if it weren't for Luo Jun, he would have simply resolved Jin Ting's problem and then come to ask her if they should reconcile.
She felt extremely uncomfortable with this choice, which seemed to be made under external pressure.
Lu Yuwu stared at the screen for a long time, and finally, she moved her finger but didn't reply with a single word before tossing her phone aside.
She needs three days to calm down, and every second counts.
Lu Yuwu went to class as usual every day, and never mentioned Fu Yan when she got home.
Shang Wu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but she had to maintain a calm demeanor.
That evening after dinner, she finally couldn't resist and slipped into her daughter's room with a plate of fruit, casually sitting down next to Lu Yuwu.
"Xiao Wu," Shang Wu picked up a piece of apple and carefully began, "It's been two days. What have you thought about Fu Yan?"
Lu Yuwu paused as she flipped through the blueprints, lowered her eyes to conceal the complex emotions within them.
She was silent for a moment before saying in a muffled voice, "Mom, I don't know."
She looked up at Shang Wu, her eyes filled with confusion and grievance: "He handled Jin Ting's matter very decisively this time and apologized to me, but I still feel uneasy. Don't you think so?"
"If Grandpa hadn't suddenly brought Luo Jun back and put so much pressure on him, would he still be acting like before, putting on airs and waiting for me to bow down?"
Shang Wu's heart skipped a beat.
The daughter has indeed gotten stuck on this point. She needs to figure out whether Fu Yan's turning back now is because he truly can't let her go, or simply because he's unwilling to let her be taken away by someone else.
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