Fu Yanci's eyes were as sharp as a falcon. He accurately captured the flash of gloom in Su Wantang's eyes, and a wave of dense worry surged in his heart.
He raised his foot and walked forward eagerly and gently. His slender fingers gently wrapped around Su Wantang's hand, and his voice was full of concern: "Wanwan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
His eyes looked straight at Su Wantang, not missing any subtle changes in her facial expression.
Su Wantang seemed to be pulled back from distant thoughts. She raised her eyes and met Fu Yanci's concerned gaze. That gaze was as warm as the winter sun, but it made her heart feel sour.
She hesitated for a moment, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was as light as a falling feather: "I have something I want to talk to you alone."
Tang Wanyan poked her head out from the side, and reached out her hand to tug at the corner of Su Wantang's clothes.
His eyes were full of anxiety and worry: "Wanbao, don't be impulsive, think twice..."
A hint of doubt flashed across Fu Yanci's eyes, and he looked in the direction of the voice, towards Tang Wanyan behind Su Wantang.
Tang Wanyan shrank her head back immediately as if she was scalded, but her voice was like a loud speaker with the volume amplified: "I'm staying at grandma's house to play with A-bao for two days, and I'm not going back with you two!"
When Qin Baojie heard this, his eyes instantly lit up like two stars, his face was filled with a bright smile, and he said excitedly: "Okay, okay!"
Shen Shufen was also a little confused, her eyes full of concern, she walked forward and asked softly: "Xiao Wan, what happened?"
Su Wantang took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, as if he was trying to calm the waves in his heart.
She shook her head and tried to keep her voice calm: "I'm fine, grandma, I just suddenly remembered that we haven't told my father about our wedding yet, so let's go back to Heping Village."
Fu Yanci raised his hand and gently touched Su Wantang's head, saying in a gentle voice, "So that's what happened. My parents have already discussed it with my uncle. Don't worry, Wanwan. We will arrange the wedding properly."
He leaned closer, his eyes full of doting, "You just need to wait for your marriage, you don't need to worry about anything."
Su Wantang's eyes flickered slightly, and then he slowly lowered his head, as if hiding all his worries.
Fu Yanci was a little unsure of what had happened to Su Wantang. He naturally took Su Wantang's hand and said with a smile, "Wanwan, I'll take you home first."
At home, he prepared a big surprise.
Su Wantang followed Fu Yanci out of the pharmacy. She sat in the car, her eyes fixed on the window. The scenery outside flashed by quickly like a slide show, but she ignored it and felt very uneasy.
Fu Yanci noticed her strange behavior clearly, his brows furrowed slightly again, his heart seemed to be shrouded in a fog, and he could not guess what she was thinking.
Could it be that she is unhappy because I have neglected her these days because of the wedding preparations?
Thinking of this, a trace of guilt welled up in his heart.
Fu Yanci gently pulled Su Wantang's hand and placed it in his own palm, as if he wanted to use his warmth to dispel the haze in her heart and tried to give her warmth and comfort.
"Feast Resignation."
Su Wantang suddenly turned her head and lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of being heard.
Fu Yanci looked at Su Wantang and felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. He tightened his hands on the steering wheel and parked the car steadily in a safe position on the side of the road.
"I'm here, what's wrong?"
Fu Yanci parked the car, his hand still tightly holding Su Wantang's hand, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go, but he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.
Su Wantang looked straight into Fu Yanci's eyes, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance into her heart.
Suddenly he raised his hand and gently stroked Fu Yanci's outline.
She smiled softly, with a hint of self-mockery and nostalgia in her smile: "Sure enough, such handsome and loyal people only exist in books."
It is just such a paper man that makes me indulge step by step.
As she laughed, she sighed again, and that sigh seemed to come from the deepest part of her heart, and then she whispered: "Fu Yanci, I am not your fiancée Su Wantang."
When Fu Yanci heard this, he was like being struck by lightning. He was stunned at first, and then his whole body froze there.
How could she not be his fiancée Su Wantang?
His mind seemed to be a tangled mess that he couldn't sort out.
After a moment's silence, he suddenly smiled, with a hint of helplessness and certainty in his smile.
Then he held Su Wantang's hand tightly, with beads of sweat on his palms. He said seriously: "I understand. Of course you are not my fiancée Su Wantang. You are now my legal wife Su Wantang. We have already obtained the marriage certificate. We are husband and wife."
After hearing this, Su Wantang was obviously stunned, as if he didn't expect him to say that, and then he laughed out loud.
As she laughed, something crystal clear dripped from her eyes, and the tears slid down her cheeks like beads that had broken off the string.
When Fu Yanci saw Su Wantang crying, he suddenly panicked. He frantically searched for the handkerchief on his body, but couldn't find it.
He got out of the car quickly, his steps so rapid that he almost tripped, and walked quickly to Su Wantang's passenger seat, opened the door, and hugged her tightly in his arms.
His hands continued to pat her back gently, murmuring, "Why are you still crying? Wanwan, what happened?"
Su Wantang buried her head in Fu Yanci's chest, where she could hear his strong heartbeat. She choked up and said, "Fu Yanci, how can you be so good..."
Fu Yanci lowered his head and looked at the person crying sadly in his arms. His heart felt like it was being pinched by an invisible hand and it hurt so much.
At this time, Su Wantang raised her head, tears still lingering on her face, and continued, "Do you remember the first time we met?"
Fu Yanci nodded, his eyes full of memories: "I remember, at that time, you were drugged by Song Shiyi, and I happened to see it."
Su Wantang wiped the tears from her face, which still carried her warmth, and continued, "Yes, it was at that time that the real Su Wantang died after being drugged by Song Shiyi."
Sure enough, after saying this, the shock in Fu Yanci's eyes spread visibly...
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