"good."
After dinner, Cheng Zhou got up and escorted Miss Zhao home.
The two walked side by side to the restaurant entrance, and Cheng Zhou habitually opened the glass door for her.
Just then, another couple walked towards the restaurant entrance, chatting and laughing.
Cheng Zhou subconsciously looked up, and his gaze instantly met a pair of familiar eyes.
Lu You was holding Fu Mingyuan's arm, a slight smile on her face, seemingly discussing what to eat for dinner.
When her gaze met Cheng Zhou's, the smile on her face froze instantly, and a clear look of surprise and panic flashed in her eyes.
Cheng Zhou almost reflexively looked away immediately, as if he hadn't seen her at all.
He turned to Miss Zhao beside him and whispered, "The car is over there, let's go."
Cheng Zhou even deliberately softened his tone, appearing exceptionally considerate.
Miss Zhao glanced at him with some surprise, then looked at the equally stunned couple at the door. Seemingly understanding, she nodded understandingly and followed him quickly away.
Fu Mingyuan had witnessed the entire scene. He looked at Cheng Zhou's almost fleeing figure, then looked down at Lu You, and understood.
He smiled gently, his tone unreadable: "It seems Young Master Cheng is getting to know new people too, quite quickly."
Lu You snapped back to reality, her heart still pounding wildly.
She forced herself to suppress the inexplicable surge of bitterness and suffocation, and forced a stiff smile.
"Yes, that's good. I wish him all the best."
After saying that, she almost impatiently pulled Fu Mingyuan along.
"Let's go inside quickly, I'm hungry."
Fu Mingyuan gave her a deep look, said nothing more, and considerately escorted her into the restaurant.
at the same time.
Inside the villa.
Shang Wu was sitting cross-legged on the soft carpet in the study, with Xuan paper spread out in front of him and a brush in his hand. He was seriously dipping the brush in ink and writing something.
The handwriting was crooked and uneven, but the ink blots were blurred in a rather artistic way.
Lu Rang finished his work and walked in. Seeing her serious expression, he couldn't help but smile and approach her.
"What are you writing? Why are you working so hard?"
When Shang Wu heard his voice, she was startled and hurriedly tried to cover the Xuan paper with the book next to her, her face turning bright red.
"It's nothing, just writing something down. I'm helping the baby name, it's a secret, you're not allowed to see it!"
Lu Rang found her utterly adorable, seeing her trying so hard to hide something.
He teased her deliberately, stretching out his long arm to snatch it: "Naming? Let me see what good names you've come up with? Lu Dabao? Lu Xiaobao?"
"Hey, don't look! Go away, go away!"
Shang Wu laughed and dodged, tightly protecting the Xuan paper in her arms.
"I haven't decided yet! I'll tell you as soon as I do!"
As the two were laughing and joking, Shang Wu's phone screen lit up with a short message from Lu You: "Met you."
Shang Wu picked up her phone and glanced at it. The smile on her face faded slightly, and she sighed softly.
Lu Rang noticed her expression and pulled her and the paper into his arms.
"You're worrying about things again? You're busier than the neighborhood committee director these days."
Shang Wu leaned against him, fiddling with the buttons on his shirt, and muttered softly.
"I just hope everyone is doing well."
"I know you mean well."
Lu Rang kissed her. "But when it comes to matters of the heart, outsiders can't rush things. Just like us, didn't we go through so much before we got together? Give them some time and space, let them handle it themselves."
Shang Wu thought about it and agreed, nodding to temporarily suppress her turbulent thoughts.
Lu Rang paused for a moment, then said, "Speaking of which, of course you should name the child. You can name him however you want, whatever you want to call him. There's no need to hide anything or feel pressured."
His tone became more serious as he promised, "And, if you wish, the child can take your surname."
Shang Wu suddenly raised her head and looked at Lu Rang in disbelief: "Take my surname?"
"Mmm." Lu Rang lowered his head and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, his gaze gentle yet firm.
"You've worked so hard. This is our child, and the precious child you risked your life to bring into this world. It's only natural that he/she takes your surname."
Shang Wu couldn't say anything, she just hugged him tightly, buried her face in his warm embrace, and tried to calm her surging emotions.
After a long while, she finally raised her head, her eyes still red, but shining brightly.
"So I'm really getting up?"
"Get up," Lu Rang encouraged her with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation.
Shang Wu took a deep breath and tentatively asked in a low voice, "I'd like to name it Shang Yu, whether it's a boy or a girl, is that okay?"
“Shang Yu?” Lu Rang repeated the name.
"Um."
Shang Wu nodded, somewhat embarrassed.
“Because you come from the Yu family, and your mother’s surname is also Yu, I want the child’s name to carry the imprint of you and your family, so that it’s as if we have truly merged together.”
Her voice trailed off as she spoke, worried that her idea might be wishful thinking or might touch on some of Lu Rang's complicated emotions.
However, Lu Rang remained silent.
He gazed intently at her, his eyes churning with intense emotion, which visibly reddened.
He turned his head away. "It sounds nice. You decide."
Shang Wu's heart melted completely.
She knew he was crying.
Shang Wu didn't expose him; she simply hugged him silently, pressing her cheek against his broad back.
Just then, Shang Wu's phone rang, breaking the silence of the room.
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