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“Yuyu still has to go to school——”
She wanted to say what would happen to Yuyu in the future—
Jiang Mujin’s expression turned serious as he said, “I know what to do.”
The next day, the He family announced their bankruptcy overnight.
And Jiang Corporation’s Jiang Mujin announced news of his marriage and that he had a daughter.
On the massive television screen, Jiang Mujin’s handsome face was prominently displayed.
“The first thing is the announcement of my upcoming marriage.”
A video featuring Huo Yanyan and Yuyu appeared on screen.
“The second thing is that anyone who dares to touch someone from Jiang Mujin will regret it!”
At that moment, Huo Yanyan’s heart tightened.
Marriage——
Meanwhile, Jiang Mujin’s phone was about to explode from the incoming calls.
“Goodness! Mujin, you’re amazing! I haven’t even finished my business with you, and you’re getting married, and you already have a daughter!!” Gu Yichen was the first to call.
Even Ji Shumu was stunned, his voice filled with shock: “Mujin, you kept this under wraps!”
Jiang Mujin didn’t hide anything and replied, “Let’s talk more tonight at Lanting.”
Qu Wanwan looked at her phone, filled with news about Jiang Mujin. She suddenly glanced at the man beside her, who had a calm expression.
“He found sister Yanyan already? Did she forgive him so quickly?”
“Yeah.” The man didn’t lift his head and continued his work.
“He has a daughter already? Did he have her before he left?”
“Yeah.”
“Did you know about this beforehand?” Qu Wanwan asked, seeing the man’s calm demeanor.
“Yeah.”
“Fu Ciyu!!” Qu Wanwan’s voice involuntarily rose a bit.
Fu Ciyu helplessly paused his work and turned to hold her on his lap.
“What? Do you want a daughter too?”
Qu Wanwan didn’t expect him to respond like this. She blushed and murmured, “It’s not like wanting one means you’ll have one—”
“Ha ha—” Fu Ciyu chuckled softly.
“I want to have a child with Wanwan—”
Qu Wanwan suddenly remembered she hadn’t shown him the painting and quickly jumped off him, rushing downstairs: “Wait for me, I’ll get something.”
Seeing her leave in a hurry, Fu Ciyu’s expression darkened slightly, watching the woman rush away, his heart softened.
Qu Wanwan ran back upstairs with a large gift box.
She walked into the study and handed the gift box to Fu Ciyu.
“Here, this is for you.”
Fu Ciyu raised an eyebrow and smiled: “A surprise for me?”
“Yeah, see if you like it?” Qu Wanwan placed it on the table, gesturing for him to open it.
At her words, Fu Ciyu slowly unwrapped the gift box, then lifted the lid.
Suddenly, his pupils constricted in disbelief as he looked at the woman beside him, who was already blushing.
His voice was hoarse: “What—”
“When did you paint this?”
The painting depicted intertwined figures, their gazes filled with deep affection, stirring waves of joy in his heart.
Qu Wanwan’s cheeks were flushed, and her soft voice said, “Well—”
“Last week—”
“Do you like it?” She couldn’t help but blush, seeing the painting reflected their emotional moments together.
“I like it—” His voice was low and husky, his gaze on her growing increasingly heated.
“Fu Ciyu, I missed many opportunities before. In this life, I don’t want to miss you again. Perhaps I realized this too late, but—”
“Fu Ciyu, in this life or the next, I just want to love you—”
A glimmer of surprise flashed in Fu Ciyu’s eyes, bright enough to be captivating.
“You love me?” It seemed as if he couldn’t believe her words.
Qu Wanwan looked at him earnestly: “Yes, Qu Wanwan loves Fu Ciyu.”
“Wanwan, you know that if you say this, I will never let you go in this lifetime.” She better not be lying to him.
“I know, and it’s an honor to become Fu Ciyu’s wife. I’m very lucky that you’ve given me the chance to love you—”
Before she could finish her sentence, he pulled her into his arms, and she fell against him unexpectedly.
Without giving her a chance to think, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her possessively, leaving Qu Wanwan’s mind blank.
Qu Wanwan slowly closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his waist, accepting his passionate kiss.
He paused for breath, his dark eyes swirling with emotions.
After a long time, Fu Ciyu released her, his voice low and hoarse: “Wife, let’s try the study—”
Qu Wanwan’s cheeks flushed; she couldn’t believe that the usually aloof man would—
“Hmm? Is that okay?”
Qu Wanwan closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.
This gesture undoubtedly confirmed her agreement to his outrageous request.
His gaze burned intensely as he gently placed her on the table—
She reached up to remove his glasses, taking away the lenses that obscured his captivating eyes.
One hand gripped his shoulder, pulling him closer.
Her red lips parted slightly, soft and alluring, unknowingly tempting him.
Unable to contain his desire any longer, he reached behind her and unzipped the dress—
Slowly peeling away her clothes—
His long fingers glided over her fair skin, sending shivers through Qu Wanwan as she couldn’t help but moan softly: “Hmm—”
Fu Ciyu’s gaze shifted slightly as he leaned in to kiss her lips, trailing down to her chin—
Then to her collarbone—
Suddenly, she bit her lip tightly, arching her fair neck into a beautiful curve.
She swallowed the sounds that were about to escape—
Fu Ciyu pressed his thumb against her bitten lip, kissing the corners of her mouth.
Fu Ciyu breathed heavily, murmuring: “Be good, don’t bite—”
Qu Wanwan suddenly bit down on his finger, causing Fu Ciyu to shudder.
“There’s no one upstairs, and I can’t help but let out sounds. I like seeing you in such a passionate state; it only makes me more infatuated.”
With that, he buried his face in her neck, sucking hard—
“Hmm—”
Qu Wanwan’s gaze became dreamy, her pristine chin tilted up slightly, her hands weakly wrapped around his shoulders, surrendering to him.
Clothes lay scattered on the floor of the study, and the moonlight quietly illuminated them, highlighting the rising heat and tenderness.
Until late at night, Qu Wanwan lost track of the time. She was so tired she didn’t want to move—
Only feeling Fu Ciyu holding her, bathing her, drying her off, and changing her into pajamas—
The next morning
Qu Wanwan slightly opened her eyes to see the first rays of light gently shining through, warm and dazzling.
She glanced at the man beside her, snuggling closer into his arms—
Noticing her movements, Fu Ciyu murmured, “Be good, sleep a little longer—”
“Hmm—”
After saying this, she kissed him on the chin, and the man smiled faintly, placing a kiss on her forehead before holding her close to continue sleeping.
Qu Wanwan smiled as she drifted off to sleep—
“Master, hurry, hurry, it’s the old man on the phone—”
“Why are you giving it to me? You answer it!” The alluring face spoke in a way that was completely at odds with him.
“I won’t answer. If I do, the old man will lock me in the small dark room again—”
“Then hang up!” What a lunatic; if you’re scared, just hang up quickly.
“But I’m afraid the old man has something urgent.”
“Get lost! Chenxi, get out of here right now!” The man kicked him in frustration.
Chenxi refused to answer the call, closed his eyes, and silently thought: “Sorry, old man—”
“Master, we’ve been here for three days. What are you planning to do?” Chenxi was also speechless.
The man declared with righteous indignation: “Tomorrow, I’m going to find Fu Ciyu and fight him again!”
“You drove all the way from A City just to fight him again?” It’s no wonder people say he’s crazy; he certainly looks it.
“Yeah, otherwise, why would I come?”