Rose Manor

Shen Jianian did not go to Weibo to search for news related to Ni Yiqiong. Since the matter had been resolved perfectly, there was no need for her to spend time on irrelevant people.

After breakfast, Fu Jichen personally drove her to the Pei family's villa and made an agreement with her to pick her up in the afternoon.

On the way, Fu Jichen didn't mention Ni Yiqiong's matter, nor did Shen Jia Nian, so Quan didn't know.

The car stopped in front of the fence gate of Pei's villa. Fu Jichen put one hand on the steering wheel and nodded, and patted Shen Jianian's head with the other hand: "Call me this afternoon."

The sky is gloomy and it may snow again.

Auspicious snow heralds a good year, and the snow on New Year's Eve seems to make it even more festive.

"Oh." Shen Jianian wrapped his fingers around the pendant on the bag and responded with lowered eyes.

She was dressed very festively today, wearing a retro red knitted suit and a pair of white leather boots. She turned on the air conditioner in the car. She took off her down jacket and held it in her arms. Her long black hair was spread loosely and she wore pearl earrings on her earlobes. Silk is looming, and the makeup on her face is slightly richer than usual, making her look bright and charming.

Shen Jianian unbuckled his seat belt, waited for a moment, and saw that he had nothing else to say, so he opened the door and prepared to get out of the car.

Fu Jichen grabbed her forearm, raised her chin, and reminded her: "Put on your down jacket before getting out of the car. Don't catch a cold."

Today's maximum temperature is minus 3 degrees Celsius, and it's very cold outside. Shen Jiannian put on her down jacket obediently. She would have to take it off when she got indoors, so she left the zipper unzipped.

Fu Jichen leaned forward, helped her zip up, and looked at her beautiful face with deep eyes.

Shen Jia Nian was stared at so much that the area behind his ears felt faintly hot, and it was not like they hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they couldn't part with each other. She decided to cut off the sticky stringy atmosphere: "I'm leaving, please be careful on the road, see you in the afternoon!"

She finished speaking quickly, turned around, and was pulled back by Fu Jichen before she even took a step forward.

"What are you doing? If you keep stalling, maybe the reunion dinner will start when you get back to your old house." Shen Jianian was a little discouraged and sat in the passenger seat with his back bent, looking helpless.

Fu Jichen tilted his face: "Did you forget something?"

"What is it?" Shen Jianian lowered his head to check his belongings. He had the bag on him, his cell phone was in the bag and was not left behind, but there was nothing else.

Fu Jichen continued to tilt his face, thinking that he had hinted clearly enough. Is she really stupid or pretending to be stupid?

Shen Jianian asked again: "What?"

Fu Jichen was now sure that she really didn't understand. He sighed, put his arms around her neck and pulled her close to him, and kissed her mouth to mouth: "Do you understand now?"

The expression on Shen Jianian's face was stunned, only his eyelashes were fluttering.

"Go down." Fu Jichen started to urge her after getting what he wanted, "Eat early and call me early."

Shen Jia Nian, as if his soul had been taken away, slowly got out of the car and walked forward, forgetting to close the door.

"Keep an eye on the road."

Fu Jichen lowered the window and gave a warning, staring at her back and smiling. He raised his eyes and suddenly caught a glimpse of Pei Che looking over at the fence gate.

I don't know when he came out or how long he looked at it. Fu Jichen calmly withdrew his gaze, closed the car door that Shen Jia Nian had forgotten, raised the window, turned around and drove away.

Shen Jia Nian walked into the gate in a daze, raised his head, and met Pei Che's eyes. His footsteps obviously stopped for a second: "Why did you come out?"

Before departure, Shen Jianian sent him a message. He calculated the time to go out to pick her up, but he never expected to witness that scene.

When he confessed everything to Shen Jianian and took Zhou Ruo abroad for vacation, he had thought that she and Fu Jichen would be together, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He thought he had adjusted his mentality and was relieved. However, when he saw the intimate scene of the two of them with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but feel sourness in his heart.

That was the intimacy he and Xiao Nian had never had in the past three years.

"Calculating the time, I guessed that you are almost here. Let's come out and have a look." Pei Che pretended to be indifferent, "Let's go in. My mother is frying spring rolls, and I just want to eat the fresh ones."

Shen Jia Nian followed his footsteps and walked slowly. She thought for a long time and decided to tell Pei Che. Although it was difficult to say those words, she said it clearly: "Fu Jichen and I are together."

Pei Che shook the hands he put in his pockets, and after a while, he said "hmm".

He asked: "Did you remember some things from the past?" Shen Jia Nian shook his head. It was still the same as before. Occasionally, some fragments flashed through his mind, too fast to catch it, and he never remembered a thing completely.

Pei Che smiled bitterly in his heart, he would rather Xiao Nian recovered his memory.

What is this called? Even if she forgets that person, she will still fall in love with him again, right?

From time to time, he would reluctantly wonder where he failed compared to Fu Jichen. That person was not a gentleman at all, and his methods were so tough that he was a bit unhuman.

*

The Fu family's old house is a little deserted compared to previous years.

Fu Jichen parked the car, got out with the car keys, and took care of the yard. It looked orderly, but in fact it was more solemn and less festive than the New Year.

The housekeeper came over quickly when he heard the commotion, greeted him with a smile, and helped him take in the gifts he had brought.

Fu Jichen walked in and felt a little excitement, because Fu Jianfang was scolding her son, who had just smashed the old man's tea cup.

"Fu Da is back, you are the last one to arrive today." Fu Jianfang always smiled softly, "With so much work on his own, he is usually so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat. How old are you? You're not young anymore, you should pay more attention to your health, don't let yourself get exhausted one day, no one in the Fu family can support you."

Fu Jichen hung up the coat he took off, with a light smile on his face: "Don't worry about it, auntie."

Fu Jianfang's authority in the company has been reduced, so it's normal to be dissatisfied. If she didn't say something sarcastic, Fu Jichen would be worried that she was harboring some bad ideas.

"I'm not qualified to worry about your affairs, but as an elder I still have to remind you, keep a line in everything and don't do anything too extreme."

"That's what my aunt said." Fu Jichen looked indifferent, "I'm going to find grandpa."

Fu Jianfang suddenly said: "Did you know that your mother is back from the hospital?"

She couldn't understand the mother and son more and more. Ever since Wei Ronghua was diagnosed with cancer and was hospitalized, Fu Jichen, the eldest son who used to be favored by Wei Ronghua as an eyeball, only visited him a handful of times throughout the year. Wei Ronghua's attitude towards him also became indescribable. At the mention of his name, Wei Ronghua coughed and almost lost his breath, his eyes full of resentment.

Fu Jichen: "What does aunt want to say?"

"It's nothing." Fu Jianfang observed his face, "It seems you don't know she's back. I'm not telling you, you should do your best to be filial when you take the time. Her lung cancer can only last for five years, and it's been more than three years. , it looks like there aren’t many days left.”

Fu Jichen did not continue chatting with her and went to the old man's room.

Since the beginning of winter, the old man's health has not been as good as before. He often stays at home, like a dead tree, and there is no chance of spring again.

After the grandfather and grandson chatted for a few words, the topic turned to the important matter of marriage.

"After the New Year, you go straight to the age of thirty-four. How old are your father and your uncles at your age?" The old man was half leaning on the sofa chair, with tea smoke curling up on the coffee table in front of him. "Grandpa, neither I have asked so much of you, and I will have no regrets if I can see you getting married and having children before I close my eyes."

"Grandpa, don't say that. The fortune teller said you are going to live a long life." Fu Jichen added tea to the old man, moving slowly and leisurely.

The old man chuckled: "I don't even take the fortune teller's words to coax me seriously, but you still listened to me?"

Fu Jichen smiled and didn't answer.

"Tell me the truth, is there someone around you?" The old man squinted his eyes. His eyes were not as strong as in previous years, but he still had some power. "Fei Bai once let it slip and mentioned that you had a girlfriend."

The old man just made his words clear, and Fu Jichen stopped being careless. Originally, he planned to bring Shen Jia Nian back today, but she was not ready.

"Is what Fei Bai said true?" The old man looked at him and asked.

Fu Jichen raised his eyes. His facial features did not look like those of the Fu family, but resembled those of his biological mother, the Xiao family. However, his mother looked heroic, and Fu Jichen was not as feminine as her.

"It's true." Fu Jichen put down the tea cup with an extremely serious expression, "I'm going to disappoint my grandfather. She is not a daughter of a famous family, nor is she a lady from aristocratic family, but my grandson likes her. As long as she nods, I will marry her. "

His mind has been set long ago, and no one or anything can change it.

What happened back then will never happen again.