Chapter 200 Going Home
Fu Shenyuan didn't know how to tell Fu Xingyi what had happened between them, and he couldn't bear to see the child continue to cry like that.
For the first time, he held Fu Xingyi tightly in his arms, showing his son undisguised love.
Fu Xingyi was probably feeling incredibly wronged because he hadn't had his father by his side for so long and hadn't seen his mother either. He grabbed Fu Shenyuan's clothes and kept crying.
The butler, watching the young master cry like this, felt a pang of sympathy.
The butler said from the side, "Sir, the young master has been waiting for you to come back at home obediently. Last time when you asked Assistant Tan to come back, you told the young master to be good, and he really didn't cry or make a fuss. Whether at the old house or after returning to the villa, he has been waiting for you very obediently."
Fu Shenyuan felt a pang of heartache upon hearing this. Such a young child had become so obedient and quiet just because of his father's words. He must have felt uncomfortable inside, no wonder he was crying like this.
Fu Shenyuan loosened his grip on Fu Xingyi a little, looked at his son who was crying pitifully, and said, "Yiyi did well. It was Dad's fault for leaving you all alone."
Fu Xingyi bit her lip, opened her big, bright eyes, and looked at Fu Shenyuan expectantly, muttering, "Dad told me to wait at home. I won't go anywhere. I'll be good and Dad will definitely come back soon, so I won't make a fuss. Otherwise, Dad will be angry."
Seeing how sensible his son was, Fu Shenyuan felt a pang of sadness.
Fu Xingyi used to be a willful and unruly young master who often disobeyed orders. But now, this child who used to only cause trouble has changed. He has become sensible and a very considerate and well-behaved child.
Fu Shenyuan stroked his son's soft hair, smiling as he looked at the little face that resembled Jiang Ranxing's, as if he could also see Prince Jiang Ranxing standing beside his son.
He and Fu Xingyi are very different now. They have both learned to love and how to love someone.
Fu Shenyuan understood deeply that the person who brought about all these changes was Jiang Ranxing.
Without her, the father and son would still be the same cold, loveless people they never knew. It was Jiang Ranxing who warmed them and made them feel the warmth of a family.
They gradually came to understand things they didn't understand before.
Those who didn't cherish you before, you really don't want to come back to them now.
Fu Shenyuan felt a growing bitterness in his heart. Perhaps that's how people are; they only realize how happy they were when they had something after they've lost it.
The saddest thing is this: you once had it, but you still lost it.
He's probably the dumbest person in the world.
Fu Shenyuan said to his son, "Yiyi, Dad won't let you be lonely for so long anymore. Dad will stay with you often, okay?"
Fu Xingyi blinked, carefully wiping away his tears, and asked in disbelief, "Are you telling the truth, Dad?"
Fu Shenyuan smiled and nodded: "It's true, Dad will be there for you as you grow up."
Fu Xingyi suddenly burst into tears and started crying again, reaching out her little hands to hug Fu Shenyuan's neck tightly and refusing to let go.
Fu Shenyuan smiled helplessly and had no choice but to calm his son down first. He picked Fu Xingyi up with one hand, then took him to sit on the sofa and instructed the housekeeper to prepare some desserts.
The butler acted quickly, and Fu Shenyuan patted Fu Xingyi on the back after taking a bowl of dessert.
"Yiyi, stop crying. Sit up and eat something," Fu Shenyuan said.
Fu Xingyi moved slightly, released him, and saw a bowl of sweet bean soup in front of him. His eyes immediately lit up.
Fu Shenyuan smiled. Sure enough, he still had the mentality of a child. Seeing something delicious, he could be half-coaxed immediately.
Fu Shenyuan handed the sweet bean soup to his son and said gently, "Eat up, or your eyes will turn into walnuts."
After taking the bowl of sweet bean soup, Fu Xingyi sniffled and stopped crying, then started eating the dessert.
Fu Shenyuan stayed by his side until he calmed down, and after Fu Xingyi ate something, he finally stopped crying.
Fu Shenyuan took a tissue and wiped his mouth for him.
Fu Xingyi asked Fu Shenyuan a lot about his recent affairs, and Fu Shenyuan patiently answered each of his questions, fully demonstrating the image of a good father.
The housekeeper and nanny watched the father and son on the sofa from a distance and felt gratified for them, but they both thought of another person: Jiang Ranxing.
The nanny, getting emotional, couldn't help but say, "If only the lady of the house were here too, how enviable it would be to see this family all together so happily."
The housekeeper was also somewhat moved: "Yes, it's a pity that Madam said back then that she would never come back. So much time has passed, and Madam probably won't come back."
The nanny lamented, "Madam is such a good person. She always hoped the family could live a good life together. Back then, the master and young master weren't willing, but now they are, yet Madam doesn't want to come back. Sigh..."
The butler also shook his head, sighing at the unpredictability of life.
After Fu Xingyi finally felt a little happier, he hesitated for a moment, but still asked Fu Shenyuan.
"Dad, you haven't told me about Mom yet. Mom hasn't come to see me. Where did she go?"
Fu Xingyi tugged at his fingers: "When Aunt Xue Sha was around, her temper got worse and worse, and she didn't seem to be as nice to me anymore. After you all left, I thought of my mother. When my mother was with me, she was always so good to me. I even talked to my tutor about this, and the tutor told me that I missed my mother, that my mother was the best person in the world to me. After thinking about it, I realized that the tutor was right, so I want to see my mother and apologize to her..."
Fu Xingyi cautiously observed Fu Shenyuan's expression: "Dad, can you take me to find Mom?"
As Fu Shenyuan listened to the little child's words, he felt that even a child could quickly understand the truth, but it took him so long to realize that Jiang Ranxing was the one who truly loved him.
Whether it was Old Master Fu, the rest of the Fu family, or Lin Xuesha, it seemed that their love for him was conditional.
Grandpa Fu expects him to become a qualified leader. The rest of the Fu family fears him but needs his abilities. Lin Xuesha needs his companionship and support.
But only Jiang Ranxing, who once loved him, wanted nothing in return, just wanted to be by his side, wanted to make him happy, and did everything for him.
Fu Shenyuan smiled, laughing at his past stubbornness.
Fu Xingyi was still gazing at him expectantly. He hesitated for a moment before replying, "Your mother... she's been a bit busy lately, but she'll be back to see you soon. Don't worry, Yiyi."
Fu Xingyi was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's great! I'll play the piano piece I recently learned for my mom, and she'll definitely love it."
Fu Shenyuan smiled and patted his head: "Alright, go wash your face. Mom will be back soon, don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xingyi happily swung his arms and went upstairs to his bedroom.
After a moment of silence, Fu Shenyuan also went upstairs to his study.
In the study, Fu Shenyuan looked at his phone. He hadn't received any messages yet. He was waiting for news from Jiang Ranxing, but there was still no word. He guessed she hadn't made up her mind yet.
Although Fu Shenyuan was anxious, he couldn't force Jiang Ranxing to make a decision quickly.
Fu Shenyuan was also conflicted at this moment. He wanted Jiang Ranxing to come back, but he didn't want her to agree to his conditions. If she did agree, it would mean that Wen Qingrang's position in her heart had become important to a certain extent.
Fu Shenyuan placed his hand on his forehead, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.
Just as he was at his wit's end, his phone suddenly rang. Fu Shenyuan looked up and saw that it was Jiang Ranxing calling.
Fu Shenyuan's heart skipped a beat.
He picked up the phone and answered, "Burning Star."
Jiang Ranxing paused for a moment, then said, "Fu Shenyuan, I accept your conditions. Let's not waste any more time and talk some more."
Fu Shenyuan gripped the thin phone, his knuckles cracking. His laugh was utterly desolate: "Fine, where are you? I'll have Tan Shen pick you up. I'll wait for you at the villa."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for several seconds, then a sigh, seemingly in resignation, came through: "Have Tan Shen come to my studio. That's all, I'm hanging up now."
The call was abruptly disconnected again. Fu Shenyuan closed his eyes, trying to ease the pent-up emotions in his heart. He then immediately had Tan Shen drive to Jiang Ranxing's studio.
Jiang Ranxing stood with his arms crossed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his studio, looking at the tall trees growing wildly outside. Even in this bleak and cool season, they still maintained their greenness, constantly absorbing sunlight and rain, growing upwards every day. As Jiang Ranxing watched, his heart gradually calmed down.
Before contacting Fu Shenyuan, she had just contacted Wen Qingrang. Wen Qingrang was still preoccupied with various thorny issues of the Wen family, and his face looked increasingly haggard. Jiang Ranxing couldn't bear to see him like this.
At the same time, she also understood that Wen Qingrang and the Wen family could not wait any longer and could not afford to delay.
As long as Fu Hongkai doesn't remove the threat to the Wen family, the threat will only grow stronger. If things reach a point where it's too late to salvage, even if she and Fu Shenyuan try their best to save them, there might not be a good outcome. Therefore, Jiang Ranxing can't delay any longer.
As the sky grew darker, Jiang Ranxing finally made the call. Half an hour later, the car stopped again at the entrance of the studio, and Tan Shen got out of the car.
Jiang Ranxing watched Tan Shen walk in from the window. A moment later, there was a knock on her office door.
Tan Shen walked in and said politely, "Madam, Mr. Fu asked me to come and take you home."
Jiang Ranxing turned around and muttered, "Go home...go home?"
Tan Shen nodded.
Jiang Ranxing smiled, realizing that the words she had been agonizing over were meaningless, and picked up her bag: "Let's go, let's get there as soon as possible."
Tan Shen opened the door for Jiang Ranxing. Jiang Ranxing went outside, saw Mia, gave her a few words of advice, and then left the studio with Tan Shen.
Jiang Ranxing was still a little tired from the journey, so she leaned back in the back seat and fell asleep. Tan Shen didn't dare to wake her, but Jiang Ranxing didn't wake up until they arrived at the villa.
Tan Shen spoke, his voice several decibels lower: "Madam, we're home."
However, there was no response from the back seat. Just as Tan Shen was about to turn around to wake Jiang Ranxing, someone gently knocked on the car window. The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Tan Shen to hear.
Tan Shen turned his head and saw Fu Shenyuan making a shushing gesture to him, and Tan Shen immediately understood.
Fu Shenyuan walked around to the back door of Jiang Ranxing's car, gently opened the door, and leaned down, where he could see Jiang Ranxing's sleeping face.
She must not have been sleeping soundly; her brow was still furrowed.
Fu Shenyuan sighed softly, wanting to reach out and soothe all her worries, but he didn't expect to wake her up.
With his arms reaching behind her back and under her legs, Fu Shenyuan lifted her up and pulled her into his arms with remarkable ease. Jiang Ranxing was probably really tired, and Fu Shenyuan's movements were so light and effortless that she only let out a soft moan and didn't open her eyes.
Looking at the peaceful sleeping face in his arms, Fu Shenyuan's heart softened instantly. The warm and beautiful moments he longed for most could only happen after Jiang Ranxing was too tired and fell into a deep sleep.
But it's better than nothing.
Fu Shenyuan smiled slightly, picked up Jiang Ranxing, and turned to walk into the villa.
Along the way, the servants at the villa were all surprised that the madam had returned so quickly. They all cooperated by not making a sound to disturb her rest and were all helping to open the door for Fu Shenyuan.
Fu Shenyuan carried Jiang Ranxing into the villa. He glanced upstairs, then carried her upstairs. When they reached the second floor, Fu Shenyuan looked at the door of the master bedroom, his eyes darkening. He then passed the master bedroom and went to the guest room where he had always stayed.
Fu Shenyuan gently placed Jiang Ranxing on the soft bed, making sure not to wake her.
Jiang Ranxing turned over, moved a few times on her side, and then went back to sleep.
Fu Shenyuan sat on the edge of the bed, quietly staring at her face, and gently brushed away the stray hairs that were covering her face.
"You're finally home. I've been waiting for you for so long," Fu Shenyuan said to himself, his face gradually filled with tenderness.
Fu Shenyuan felt that this moment was more exciting than any other moment in his life.
He would never have imagined that he would be moved by such an ordinary, everyday moment. He had never felt his heart so full before.
The lady of the house has finally returned, and the house seems to become completely whole in an instant. It seems that happiness will descend upon him, and his soul will never feel lonely again, as it is instantly filled.
Overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, Fu Shenyuan's fingers lingered on Jiang Ranxing's fair cheek, his fingertips even trembling slightly.
Jiang Ranxing's sleeping face was too beautiful and precious in his eyes at this moment. Fu Shenyuan leaned down and gently placed a tender kiss full of love on her forehead.
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