The two strolled around the garden for quite some time. After the two men finished their work, they stood at the garden entrance chatting and waiting for their wives.
Pinglan handed Song Xingyao's arm to Fu Siming, smiled at him, and then left hand in hand with Qin Liangshan.
It was already late, and the chill of the approaching late autumn night was hard to ignore. Fu Siming took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
The warmth emanating from the man slowly seeped through his clothes, and Song Xingyao took his hand. "I want to go back."
What she actually wanted to say was: I want to spend some time alone with you.
For some reason, after listening to Pinglan's words, she suddenly felt a strong urge to find a quiet place for the two of them to have a proper talk.
Fu Siming assumed she was tired. He didn't know that she had met with Fu Yao today, nor did he know what she had been through. He simply assumed she was exhausted from work.
He agreed, said goodbye to Qin Liangshan and his wife, and drove away.
The car was warm from the heater, making her feel drowsy after finishing her meal. Before long, her head started nodding.
Seeing her like this, Fu Siming slowed down the car. Worried about waking her, he didn't drive back to Haiyan, but instead drove to a nearby resort.
Actually, he had planned to apologize to her and put on a grand fireworks display, but the main character fell asleep.
The car was parked in a wide, quiet field, with only the occasional sound of a breeze rustling the leaves.
A moment later, Song Xingyao woke up. The man in the driver's seat was gone, but she soon noticed Fu Siming leaning against the car door, his back tall and mysterious, a cigarette dangling from his hand.
Noticing the noise inside the car, Fu Siming turned around and saw the woman who had already gotten out of the car without her coat on. He frowned at this.
She sensed that Fu Siming had brought her here specifically today, as if he had something to say, but she hadn't heard him speak yet.
Song Xingyao: "Fu Siming." The voice was soft, just after waking up, and it drifted a little far away on the cold autumn wind.
Huh? The man in front of her had already walked up to her.
I saw Fu Yao today.
Fu Siming paused, but continued to drape the coat over her shoulders. After draping the coat over her shoulders, he led her to a viewing platform.
Looking into her eyes, he said earnestly and solemnly, "I'm sorry."
Without any attempt to escape or dodge, the two of them looked directly into each other's eyes through the moonlight, seeing each other's reflections.
"I'm sorry to leave you to bear this alone."
In just two days, Fu Siming apologized three times, and Song Xingyao, who was being held by him, was somewhat lost in thought.
Her hand hovered in mid-air, somewhat at a loss, before finally landing gently on his back. The two of them, pressed tightly together, even their heartbeats were in sync.
Song Xingyao was initially annoyed by Fu Yao's words, but after this hug, she felt there was no need to care anymore. Didn't she agree to trust him?
After the two separated, Song Xingyao's voice came: "I...I said I believed you."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a loud bang rang out, and the sky was filled with light. Song Xingyao's attention was immediately drawn to it. She wondered who in the villa had set off such a grand display of fireworks.
One after another, colorful fireworks lit up the sky, then fell sporadically from the air. She noticed that the fireworks displayed her name, and then turned to look at the man standing beside her.
Then came a heart-shaped fireworks display—a kind of tacky yet extravagant show that I never expected to experience myself.
Amidst my shyness, I was also deeply moved.
Song Xingyao's eyes were glistening, and seeing that she looked like she was about to cry again, she thought to herself: She really loves to cry.
Then he slowly kissed her eyes, without any lust, revealing a tenderness that seeped into her skin with the softness of his lips, and then a blush crept up her face.
She suddenly became bold, just like on the first day when she was still smelling of alcohol. The romantic atmosphere in the air was intoxicating. Song Xingyao grabbed his collar and kissed him.
Their bodies pressed together without any apparent pattern, and by the time Fu Siming realized what was happening, he immediately seized the initiative, their lips and teeth locked in a passionate embrace, their sweet breaths mingling between them.
It wasn't until Song Xingyao's rapid breathing brought the man back to his senses that Fu Siming reluctantly pulled away from her. His heavy breathing was somewhat rapid, and only occasional gusts of evening breeze brought them back to their senses for a brief moment.
Fu Siming put his arm around her shoulder and watched the grand fireworks display.
Sure enough, the next day someone posted a picture of the grand fireworks display in the suburbs on the internet, which caused another uproar.
[#Master Fu spends a fortune to appease his wife]
[#LateNightFireworksShow, Fu Ye'sHeartfeltConfession]
[#SweetFireworksShowRefutesDivorceRumors]
...
Several trending topics pushed the previous Fu family wedding to the top again, and the discussion posts about Fu Siming, Song Xingyao, and Fu Yao also piled up higher and higher.
Later, the wind direction even changed to:
[#WifeBecomesMistress]
[#FuSiMingFuYao'sBeautifulYouthfulLoveBreak]
The lively discussion once again propelled Song Xingyao to the forefront of public opinion.
In the Tiansheng CEO's office area, it was just the start of the workday, and everyone was discussing the trending topics on Weibo, but they couldn't be as excited as the employees on other floors.
Because they were too close to Fu Siming...
Pei Jing was walking by with a folder when he overheard the secretaries in the office discussing something. He then took out his phone to check...
again……
She calmly walked into the office, quickly reported on her work, and then briefly mentioned the trending topic.
After all, it's a major event that will affect Tiansheng's stock price—the president's entertainment gossip.
But his boss was rather capricious; Fu Siming didn't seem to care much about the trending topics surrounding the last wedding, so he wasn't sure what Fu Siming meant.
But this time, when Fu Siming heard about the trending topic, he rarely looked up and said, "Have the PR and online media departments remove the trending topics and issue a warning."
Stepping out of the office, Pei Jing felt that his boss had finally become a human being.
Actually, he felt that Fu Siming handled the last wedding incident wrongly. No matter how generous a woman is, she cannot tolerate her husband going to see other women during the wedding.
But seeing that Fu Siming is in a good mood today, it seems that he and his wife have reconciled.
The trending search terms were quickly removed, and many posts on the public forum were also blocked by search engines.
The onlookers in Jiangcheng were both marveling at the power of capital and speculating whether Fu Siming was protecting his "white moonlight" or his original wife.
However, Fu's announcement quickly provided the answer. The announcement once again included a picture of the couple's marriage certificate and stated that some evidence had been secured and that they reserved the right to pursue legal action against those who spread rumors.
As soon as the announcement was released, everyone quickly understood the direction of the situation. It seemed that President Fu of Tiansheng was personally stepping in to protect his wife, and there was much less discussion about Song Xingyao, because Fu's legal team was indeed quite intimidating.
Some netizens even aptly summarized it: "What man would wait so long for a woman? That's just a fairy tale!"
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