Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me
Chapter 122 -067 Finally Letting Go_2

Chapter 122: Chapter067 Finally Letting Go_2

Mr. Qin joined in: "As long as Wanwan likes you, and you truly treat her well, that’s enough."

Fu Weiheng nodded seriously: "I will."

On the side, Qin Mu was moved to tears by Fu Weiheng, silently sighing in his heart: Ugh... My brother-in-law is just too handsome...

After dinner, Su Wan took Fu Weiheng to visit her room for a short rest.

She opened the door and stood aside to let him in first, then gently closed the door behind her.

Fu Weiheng glanced around; the room was small, less than fifteen square meters, yet it was cozy. There were a few certificates and two trophies on the bookshelf, and the rest of the shelves were filled with books. In the space between the foot of the bed and the wardrobe stood her piano, and a black music stand with sheet music sat beside it. The bed was quite small, barely enough for two people.

He glanced at the slightly messy desk, then lazily sat on the edge of the bed, beckoning to Su Wan who was leaning against the wall, motioning for her to come over.

Su Wan glanced at him and walked over to sit beside him.

Mr. Fu took the opportunity to pull her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her gently and tenderly.

Su Wan clutched his collar and awkwardly tilted her head to respond.

After a long while, the two entwined individuals parted. Su Wan tugged at his collar, lowered her eyes, and softly asked, "What you said just now... was it true?"

Fu Weiheng ran his fingers through her hair and softly affirmed, "Yes."

Su Wan looked up: "I..."

He knew what she wanted to say and interrupted before she could speak, "Wanwan, this is my commitment to you and your family. It also shows my sincerity in wanting to marry you. Once you return, we’ll sign the agreement."

His deep eyes conveyed obvious honesty and seriousness, as if none of this was anything significant.

"Of course," he raised his eyebrows and whispered in her ear, "Divorce is impossible in this lifetime." His voice softened, and the breath on her ear made it itch, "Right now, I’m entirely yours, and whether we’re divorced or not, all my money is yours too."

Su Wan: "......"

"Wanwan, you know," he added, "I love you."

So even my life is yours to have.

Because this heart has long been hung on you and can’t come back.

——

Because he came hurriedly from Yanchuan without notice the day before yesterday, Fu Weiheng had to return home the next day. After all, there was still an old man at home. It was rare for him to come back during the New Year, so he had to spend more time with him.

A little after eight in the morning, Su Wan left the house. Having breakfast together, they were reluctant to part at the moment of parting.

In the back seat of the Cayenne, Fu Weiheng held her on his lap. They looked into each other’s eyes, and Su Wan sat awkwardly with her legs apart, feeling embarrassed by the position and worried that someone outside the car might see.

Fu Weiheng noticed her restlessness and tightened his grip around her waist, moving in to silence her with a kiss.

Su Wan had no strength to resist, so she wrapped her arms around his neck and complied.

After a long while, Fu Weiheng let her go, breathing heavily. He rubbed his nose against her smooth neck, saying in a low voice, "What should I do? I can’t help it..."

Su Wan panicked, afraid of what he might do here, and quickly said, "No... not here, wait until I get back..."

Fu Weiheng’s eyes deepened, climbing up with a smile: "Alright, wait until you get back."

Su Wan suddenly realized what she had just said, embarrassed to the point of wanting to bite off her tongue.

What did she mean by waiting until she got back!

Was she out of her mind?

They embraced for a while longer, his lips close to her ear, whispering, "Remember to miss me."

Su Wan shrank her neck from the tickle: "...Mm."

He added, "Remember to call me, every day."

"Mm..."

"Don’t always wait for me to call you," he said, lowering his head to nip at her shapely collarbone.

"Mm..." Su Wan winced in pain and furrowed her brow.

"Come back by the sixth?" It was a statement.

"Hmm?"

"I’ll come pick you up." His kiss landed on her neck, and he sucked heavily, "Grandpa wants to see you."

Su Wan was dizzy from his kisses and unknowingly complied: "Mm..."

After seeing Fu Weiheng off, Su Wan absentmindedly went upstairs.

Su Yue had gone to the market early, and Mr. Qin was still out doing morning exercises in the park. Qin Mu had just woken up and was sitting in the dining room having breakfast.

Seeing Su Wan return, Qin Mu casually asked, "Did brother-in-law leave?"

Su Wan quietly replied, "Mm."

Qin Yan came out of his room and happened to run into Su Wan. His drifting gaze scanned Su Wan, as he was about to say something, he unintentionally noticed her neck and suddenly pulled a meaningful smile.

Seeing the change in his expression, Su Wan started to panic for no apparent reason, "Wh...What is it?"

Qin Yan raised an eyebrow, acting as if nothing had happened, "...Nothing." Then he went to the kitchen to pour himself a cup of coffee and sat down to eat bread and play on his phone.

Feeling confused, Su Wan went to pour herself a glass of water and sat down at the dining table across from Qin Mu, looking expressionless.

Qin Mu saw her looking lost, finished chewing the piece of toast in her hand, washed it down with milk, and began to console her, "Sis, don’t worry, in a few days you two can meet again. You just need to... Oh my god!"

The originally calm voice suddenly became loud, startling Su Wan, who was holding a water glass, causing a third of the water to spill out.

The next moment, Qin Mu raised her voice and asked, "Sis! Is that a hickey on your neck?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan instinctively raised her hands to cover both sides of her neck, embarrassed, and hurried to the bathroom.

Qin Mu covered her mouth and laughed mischievously, "Tsk tsk tsk, it was intense..."

Qin Yan took a sip of coffee and admonished without looking up, "Underage, zip it."

Qin Mu: "..."

In the bathroom, Su Wan stared at the distinct red marks on her fair neck in the mirror, recalling Qin Yan’s subtle smile earlier.

Suddenly, she felt overwhelmingly ashamed.

In the evening, after dinner, Su Wan sat in her room hesitating for a long time before she finally went to knock on Su Yue’s door: "Aunt, can I talk to you?"

The door wasn’t closed, and Su Yue was inside folding clothes. Hearing Su Wan, she put down what she was doing, walked over, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Aunt..." Su Wan lowered her head, her expression faint and without emotion, "About my mother..."

Su Yue was taken aback, somewhat surprised that she brought up Jiang Yun on her own. She glanced at the noisy television outside, patted Su Wan’s shoulder, and said, "Come, let’s talk in your room."

The door was closed, and the room fell silent for a while. Su Wan opened a drawer, took out an old photo album, and handed it over.

Su Yue, not understanding, stared at the unfamiliar album before taking it and asking, "What is it?"

Su Wan replied calmly, "This... is my mother’s."

Su Yue’s fingers froze on the album, then, glancing at Su Wan, she opened the first page of the album.

Everything inside was beyond Su Yue’s expectations.

After a long while, she flipped to the last page, her expression slightly stiffening, "You said just now, this is your mother’s?"

Su Wan nodded.

Su Yue asked again, "How did it end up with you?"

Su Wan pressed her lips together and finally recounted everything Jiang Zhiyan had told her, word for word, leaving nothing out.

...

After listening to Su Wan, Su Yue felt an inexplicable sadness. Although she felt indifferent toward Jiang Yun, she hadn’t anticipated that there were so many unexpected truths hidden beneath the surface.

Su Yue sat quietly for a while, then asked, "What do you plan to do?"

Su Wan gazed at the cover of the old, yellowed album and pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "I... I don’t blame her anymore..."

Later, Su Wan finally understood.

Why her father loved her so deeply;

Why her father never regretted;

Why, even on his deathbed, her father constantly thought of her;

Why her father always said, "Don’t blame her, she’s your mother..."

...

Perhaps, back then, her father already knew why she left.

To let her leave without worry,

He didn’t expose her, nor did he ask her to stay, enduring it alone.

Her father was always forgiving of her.

...

Su Yue smiled in relief and reached out to ruffle her hair, "Wanwan, no matter what you decide to do, your aunt will support you."