Chapter 219 Rejoicing over her words
When Fu Shenyuan returned to Yinxiu Manor, Jiang Ranxing and Zhou Yinxiu were watering flowers in the garden.
Jiang Ranxing was chatting with her teacher, a clean and innocent smile on her face.
Bathed in sunshine, rain, and surrounded by flowers, Jiang Ranxing appeared so fresh and refined.
Fu Shenyuan stared blankly for a moment, then walked step by step toward Jiang Ranxing.
Zhou Yinxiu noticed Fu Shenyuan's arrival first, and she clearly seemed a little unhappy.
Jiang Ranxing noticed it too, and remembered what the housekeeper had told her earlier.
Before Fu Shenyuan left, he was still a little worried about her. He went out for a while and didn't know what she did, but she came back so quickly.
Jiang Ranxing paid no attention to him and continued talking to Zhou Yinxiu.
Zhou Yinxiu checked the time and said, "The chicken soup should be almost ready. Let's go back."
“Okay, let’s go.” Jiang Ranxing replied, and then took Zhou Yinxiu’s hand and went back into the house together.
The two turned and left, seemingly ignoring Fu Shenyuan.
Fu Shenyuan lowered his head and smiled, feeling utterly ignored.
Fu Shenyuan said nothing and followed them into the villa.
Even after seeing Fu Shenyuan being neglected like this, Zhou Yinxiu showed no anger whatsoever; instead, her opinion of Fu Shenyuan changed somewhat.
Zhou Yinxiu and Jiang Ranxing walked into the kitchen together. The kitchen was filled with warm steam, which made them feel cozy.
Zhou Yinxiu walked over and lifted the lid of the pot. The aroma of the fish maw and chicken soup immediately wafted out, and Jiang Ranxing felt incredibly warm inside the moment he smelled it.
Jiang Ranxing took a spoon and stirred the chicken soup. Zhou Yinxiu watched her and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
"Xiaoxing, I haven't asked you yet, what's going on between you and him?" Zhou Yinxiu glanced in Fu Shenyuan's direction and turned to ask her.
As Jiang Ranxing pondered the reasons that led to this situation, a faint sense of pain still surfaced in her heart.
Zhou Yinxiu seemed to sense her predicament: "What happened? Can your teacher help you?"
After thinking for a while, Jiang Ranxing shook his head and decided to tell everyone everything.
As Zhou Yinxiu listened, her expression grew increasingly grim, until finally she could be described as furious.
“This Fu family, from Fu Jingshan to Fu Hongkai, are all so ruthless. Fu Hongkai is even more outrageous than Old Master Fu,” Zhou Yinxiu said angrily.
Jiang Ranxing also sighed softly.
"Teacher, I don't know if what I did was right. I know I must have hurt Qingrang's feelings, but I don't want to see him lose everything."
For the first time, Jiang Ranxing expressed her helplessness and vulnerability: "Teacher, do you think I made the wrong choice...?"
Zhou Yinxiu stroked Jiang Ranxing's hair to comfort her.
“Xiaoxing, this matter has nothing to do with right or wrong. No matter what you choose, the other path will be blocked. This is not your fault, it is Fu Hongkai's and the Fu family's fault. Don't blame yourself.”
Zhou Yinxiu continued to comfort her, saying, "As for the Wen family's child, I believe he will understand your choice. If he truly loves you, he can sense your thoughts."
Jiang Ranxing was slightly taken aback and said, "You mean, he actually knew very well what I was saying, but he still let go because he was willing to understand me?"
Zhou Yinxiu nodded: "Xiaoxing, this is another way of loving. Some people may actively pursue love, while others may sacrifice for love. There is no right or wrong in these, they are all ways of loving. So the choices you make are not important. The initial intention is love, and that is enough."
After listening, Jiang Ranxing thought for a long time, and finally his eyes lit up. He nodded.
"Thank you, teacher. After talking with you, I always feel much more at ease."
Zhou Yinxiu was very pleased: "It's good that you can figure it out yourself. Even if you don't, time will slowly change everything, so there's no need to rush."
Jiang Ranxing gave a faint smile.
Teacher Zhou is right. Since there will be sacrifices no matter how the Wen family's matter is handled, minimizing the damage may be a good approach.
If every path has its thorns, then it all comes down to the choice you make.
The fact that the Wen family and Wen Qing are safe and sound is already a great relief for Jiang Ranxing.
Jiang Ranxing stopped thinking about matters of the heart.
She hopes that Wen Qingrang can meet someone who is truly worth his devotion and lifelong companionship, and she would be willing to wish Wen Qingrang well.
Jiang Ranxing's faint smile was very beautiful, and Zhou Yinxiu smiled along with him.
"Alright, now that we've finished talking about that, what are your plans, you outside? Deals are always temporary. What will you do once you two have brought down Fu Hongkai and are no longer a threat to the Wen family?"
This time, Zhou Yinxiu didn't ask with subjective emotions. After learning that Jiang Ranxing's memory was damaged, she wasn't so willing to let Jiang Ranxing recall such an unpleasant experience.
If she didn't have such painful memories, she could still become the passionate and straightforward Jiang Ranxing she once was.
However, Zhou Yinxiu was completely unsure about people's feelings, and she couldn't be sure about the instinctive love in Jiang Ranxing's heart. After all, Jiang Ranxing had been too obsessed with Fu Shenyuan in the past.
As Jiang Ranxing was putting seasonings into the pot, she saw Fu Shenyuan sitting quietly on a chair outside, waiting. He didn't seem impatient with the boring wait; on the contrary, it was clear that he was enjoying the process.
Jiang Ranxing looked at him for a while before saying, "Of course I will break up with him once everything is over."
Jiang Ranxing turned to look at Zhou Yinxiu, her expression quite solemn: "We've broken up, that's it. I won't bother Wen Qingrang, and naturally, I won't go back to Fu Shenyuan. I don't want that kind of relationship; it's meaningless."
Jiang Ranxing said quietly, "In my heart, I have never had the thought of getting back together with him, not even for a moment."
After listening to her, Zhou Yinxiu thought about it and then supported her idea.
"Very good, Xiaoxing, the past is the past now. I am glad to see you move forward. The road ahead will definitely get better and better."
Jiang Ranxing smiled and said, "I hope so. Who knows what the future holds?"
She doesn't want to limit the future or speculate too much. For her, living each day to the fullest is probably the most important thing.
Zhou Yinxiu didn't say anything more. In the afternoon, she took Jiang Ranxing to the design room to talk about a lot of professional topics. It wasn't until it was getting late, and they figured that the chicken soup they had been sitting in for the afternoon was almost ready, that the two of them prepared to have dinner.
Unexpectedly, when the two of them came out, Fu Shenyuan was still waiting in the living room.
Jiang Ranxing thought he had already left and asked, "How long have you been sitting here?"
"It was an afternoon, I can't remember exactly," Fu Shenyuan said with a smile, though he looked a little tired.
Jiang Ranxing wondered what Fu Shenyuan was doing sitting there, and since she could guess what he would say, she didn't ask any further questions.
It's nothing more than saying things like "I've been waiting for you right here," and after hearing it, it gets tiresome, so it's better not to listen.
Zhou Yinxiu had already instructed the housekeeper to start preparing dinner.
"Xiao Xing, wash your hands and come eat. You must be hungry," Zhou Yinxiu said from the dining room.
"Okay, teacher, I'll be right there," Jiang Ranxing replied.
Just as Jiang Ranxing was about to absorb the energy, she saw Fu Shenyuan standing there. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"
Fu Shenyuan's eyes lit up, a glint of light appearing within them.
Is Jiang Ranxing planning to invite him to dinner?
Fu Shenyuan replied, "I haven't eaten all day, I'm a little hungry."
Jiang Ranxing said "Oh" and calmly said, "Then go back and eat. Don't wait up for me. I'll take a taxi back later."
Jiang Ranxing's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Fu Shenyuan, extinguishing all the fervent anticipation he had just felt.
Jiang Ranxing had absolutely no intention of inviting him to a meal, not even a little bit.
"No," Fu Shenyuan shook his head, "I'll wait for you to go back together. It's too late and I'm worried about you."
Jiang Ranxing thought that she was a grown woman, and there was nothing to worry about in a society governed by the rule of law, but looking at Fu Shenyuan's expression, she didn't say anything.
"Whatever, wait if you want." Jiang Ranxing didn't say anything more to him, but went to wash her hands and then went to the restaurant.
Fu Shenyuan, standing at a considerable distance, watched Jiang Ranxing and her teacher enjoying their dinner together like a mother and daughter, and his initial resentment gradually subsided.
Seeing her happy is a very happy thing for him as well.
If Jiang Ranxing didn't invite Fu Shenyuan, then Zhou Yinxiu was even less likely to.
The master and apprentice chatted about many things during their meal, creating a very pleasant and relaxed atmosphere. Jiang Ranxing stayed there for a long time, and by the time it was time to leave, it was already 9:30 p.m.
Fu Shenyuan was no longer in the living room.
Jiang Ranxing planned to take a taxi home by herself, but Zhou Yinxiu stopped her, saying, "Let the driver take you home."
Jiang Ranxing did not refuse her teacher's kindness: "I will come to see you again another day and bring you your favorite coffee."
"Okay, send me a message when you get home."
Zhou Yinxiu instructed the housekeeper to have the driver take Jiang Ranxing. When Jiang Ranxing came out and walked to the door, she noticed a figure under the streetlight.
Fu Shenyuan leaned against the car with a cigarette dangling from his lips. The cold wind gently blew up the hem of his black coat and ruffled his hair a little.
Even in such a chaotic and desolate night, Fu Shenyuan's noble air was hard to conceal, but with a hint of haggardness, he appeared with a rare roguish charm.
Jiang Ranxing walked a little further outside before Fu Shenyuan noticed him. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out with his leather shoes.
He smiled at Jiang Ranxing, walked over, and stood in front of her.
"Are you done talking? Let's go home." Fu Shenyuan's tone was gentle but slightly hoarse, indicating that he was somewhat tired.
When he got closer to Jiang Ranxing, Jiang Ranxing could even smell the cigarette on him. This was definitely not the smell of just one cigarette. It was probably because Fu Shenyuan had been holding on outside for a long time to stay awake.
Jiang Ranxing turned to the butler and said, "Tell the driver not to bother, I'll just drive his car back."
The butler nodded upon hearing this: "Please be careful on your way back, Miss. Welcome back again."
Jiang Ranxing nodded, looked at Fu Shenyuan, and said, "Give me the car keys, I'll drive."
Fu Shenyuan smiled and said, "Why? I'll drive you home."
“You haven’t eaten or drunk anything, and you’re already so tired. I’m worried that it might be dangerous for you to drive,” Jiang Ranxing said honestly and frankly.
Fu Shenyuan laughed again after hearing this.
"You underestimate me. This is nothing. Get in the car."
Fu Shenyuan opened the car door for Jiang Ranxing. Jiang Ranxing stood there for a while without moving, but finally gave in and sat in the passenger seat.
Just as Fu Shenyuan said, although he was tired, driving was still a piece of cake for him. Because there were fewer cars on the road at this time, Fu Shenyuan increased the speed of the car, and soon they returned to Qinglin Villa.
As soon as Fu Shenyuan parked the car, Jiang Ranxing got out and went back into the villa.
Fu Shenyuan wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the person disappeared. He then laughed at himself.
After getting out of the car, Fu Shenyuan handed the car keys to the butler and then walked into the villa.
He was already very tired at this point and didn't feel like doing anything, so he decided to go upstairs, take a shower, and go straight to sleep.
A maid came out of the kitchen, bowed slightly, and said, "Sir, would you like fresh shrimp or beef and vegetables in your porridge? Which would you prefer?"
"Porridge? For me?" Fu Shenyuan was a little confused, as he had not instructed the kitchen to make these.
"Yes, Madam said you were hungry and wanted some porridge. The new chef wasn't sure about your taste, so he asked me to ask you," the maid said truthfully.
Fu Shenyuan's expression froze for a moment, then a hint of surprise gradually appeared on his face.
He smiled and looked upstairs; Jiang Ranxing's door was tightly closed.
Fu Shenyuan asked again, uncertainly, "It really was Madam who said it. What did she say?"
The maid was also new and didn't know about the couple's past relationship, so she thought they were just a couple who were having some disagreements.
The maid said, "When Madam came in just now, she said that you hadn't eaten all day and were probably hungry, so she asked the kitchen to make some porridge for you. But Madam's tone didn't seem very nice. However, it seems that Madam still cares about you very much."
As Fu Shenyuan listened, a sweet feeling gradually seeped into his heart.
Jiang Ranxing really cares about him, even if it seems like she's not entirely willing, it's still a form of care.
Fu Shenyuan seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face: "Make it according to Madam's taste, and bring a portion for Madam as well, when I come down after I take a shower."
"Yes, sir." After receiving the reply, the maid returned to the kitchen. The chef immediately adjusted the recipe and cooked the porridge according to Jiang Ranxing's usual taste.
After taking a shower, Fu Shenyuan personally carried two bowls of porridge to Jiang Ranxing's bedroom upstairs and knocked on the door.
"Come in," Jiang Ranxing's voice came from inside the room.
Jiang Ranxing thought it was the maids coming in to clean the bathroom, but unexpectedly it was Fu Shenyuan carrying a tray of food.
Jiang Ranxing was reading some bedtime stories and was rocking back and forth in a rocking chair on the balcony.
"I just made some porridge, it's a late-night snack, have some." Fu Shenyuan walked over and placed the porridge on the small glass table next to her.
Jiang Ranxing looked at the porridge and immediately understood what was going on.
"Don't misunderstand, I don't want you to get sick because of me, and I don't want to bear the blame," Jiang Ranxing said.
Fu Shenyuan's lips curled slightly: "You're concerned about me, aren't you?"
Jiang Ranxing looked at him strangely: "What kind of concern is a bowl of porridge? If I really cared about you, I would have cooked it myself, but I had someone else do it. Don't overthink it, okay?"
Fu Shenyuan simply smiled and nodded, without refuting Jiang Ranxing's words.
Fu Shenyuan held the bowl of porridge, sat down next to Jiang Ranxing, and slowly began to eat it.
As Fu Shenyuan ate the warm porridge little by little, he not only felt his body warm up, but his heart also seemed to warm up.
Jiang Ranxing didn't touch the bowl of porridge. She wasn't hungry and had no desire to eat with Fu Shenyuan.
Fu Shenyuan ate his porridge very quietly, and his eating manners were not unsightly at all; his every move was elegant.
Jiang Ranxing ignored him and continued reading for a while. As she read, she became sleepy.
When Fu Shenyuan put down the porridge bowl and turned around, the book in Jiang Ranxing's hand had already tilted to one side, and she was sitting on the rocking chair with her head tilted and her eyes closed.
Fu Shenyuan looked at her, his heart overflowing with emotion.
It's still a bit chilly on the balcony, especially when the wind picks up.
Fu Shenyuan picked her up, his movements extremely careful and gentle, and steadily carried her to the bed in the bedroom.
After covering her with the blanket and tucking the corners of the blanket in, Fu Shenyuan stood by the bed and looked at her sleeping face for a long time.
After collecting the plates and bowls of porridge, Fu Shenyuan quietly left Jiang Ranxing's bedroom, not wanting to disturb her any further.
The butler was waiting not far away, and Fu Shenyuan handed him the things.
The butler chimed in, "Sir seems to be in a very good mood today. Is it because you're happy from going out with your wife?"
Fu Shenyuan thought about it for a moment, and he was happy mostly because of something Jiang Ranxing said.
The housekeeper understood and couldn't help but say, "Sir and Madam are doing very well now, much better than before."
The butler's words seemed to touch a raw nerve in Fu Shenyuan's heart.
"Was I really that bad to my wife before?" Fu Shenyuan asked in a low voice.
The butler realized he had misspoke: "No, sir, I didn't mean that."
“It’s alright. You’ve been by my side for a long time, I won’t blame you. Go ahead and say it.” Fu Shenyuan gestured for him.
The butler, somewhat embarrassed, still said, "Sir, you didn't understand your own feelings before, and you weren't very good to your wife." In fact, you could say you were quite bad.
Fu Shenyuan gave a self-deprecating laugh.
His past attitudes towards Jiang Ranxing were clearest to outsiders.
The cold looks he's getting today are just a small part of the cold treatment he gave Jiang Ranxing in the past.
Thinking of this, Fu Shenyuan began to feel sorry for Jiang Ranxing from the past.
She so bravely burned her love, wanting to warm him, but he never took it to heart, instead wantonly hurting her.
He deserved to be treated so coldly by Jiang Ranxing today.
Fu Shenyuan glanced at the tightly closed bedroom door, his gaze remaining deep for a long time.
After a long pause, he said, "I will make it up to her for the rest of my life."
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