My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 150 Not Minding the Age

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Not Minding the Age

Fu Ying tossed and turned in her room at night, thinking about what Xia Jinyun had said. Perhaps in the future, she might have the same thoughts.

During pregnancy, with a bulging belly, at times when one needs companionship the most, she would wonder why her husband wasn’t by her side. She might not say anything, but she would likely have some complaints in her heart, and she might not be as understanding as her sister-in-law then.

Fu Ying cast her eyes down to send him a goodnight message before preparing to sleep. Suddenly, the group chat involving several of them became noisy, with QQ notifications buzzing non-stop. Fu Ying clicked in to see, and it turned out that Li Hanyi and Du Yong were frantically mentioning her.

Li Hanyi: Holy crap, I just found out that the boss actually has a boyfriend now.

Du Yong: Who? The one who pursued the boss back in high school? What was his name...

Lin Lishan: Xiao Minghui.

Du Yong: Right, right, it’s not really him, is it???

Li Hanyi: The boss might as well date me than him...

Lin Lishan: (laughing spasmodically) You? Not even one-tenth as good as our firefighter brother.

Li Hanyi: Huh? I think I know, it’s a firefighter...

Du Yong: I suspect the boss is lurking on screen, call her out to speak.

Then, a frenzy of mentions followed.

Fu Ying’s phone vibrated non-stop, and out of no choice, she popped her head out and openly admitted: Yep, I have a boyfriend, a firefighter.

Wen Tian stared at this sentence for a long time.

Life always has its dramas. In high school, he had a bit of fondness but wasn’t sure; later on, he was certain that it was fondness. He went to university at B University, and then their parents got together, and now, she has someone she likes.

The QQ page would light up whenever someone sent a message, and the notifications kept popping up. Wen Tian changed his status to: No way.

Fu Ying chatted in the group until quite late, with several of them asking how she met the other party and about other details.

Fu Ying dodged the pressing questions and simply said it was the firefighter captain during the high school drill, her brother’s friend, whom she met through her brother.

The group started a lively discussion; someone brought up the age issue, which Fu Ying was particularly sensitive to. She sent "I don’t mind" and then went silent.

The group suddenly quieted down. Lin Lishan sent: Actually, it’s not much older.

Fu Ying didn’t care about the age difference, but she couldn’t stand others bringing up the topic or speaking a word of criticism about him.

She replied to a WeChat message, but Shen Liguang didn’t reply back. She waited and waited until she fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already broad daylight. She quickly got dressed, washed up, and accompanied Xia Jinyun for a prenatal checkup.

Fu Ying went to get the document and came back to see Xia Jinyun sitting alone on a chair, which touched her heart. Actually, she was a sensitive person, the type who could shed tears over a sad movie.

Fu Ying walked over and sat beside her.

Xia Jinyun asked, "What number?"

"29."

"Then we’ll wait for a bit."

Fu Ying nodded.

"By the way."

Xia Jinyun suddenly became serious. Fu Ying thought it was something serious and couldn’t help but tense up, "Is it uncomfortable somewhere? I’ll call the doctor."

The young girl looked panic-stricken and stood up to leave, but Xia Jinyun grabbed her hand, found her urgency amusing, but also felt a warmth in her heart.

To be honest, she was really touched.

"I’m fine. I wanted to tell you, you know about Shen Li’s class reunion last time, right?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Hmm."

"There’s a female classmate of his who has always liked him, and she is now divorced."

Fu Ying understood what Xia Jinyun meant; thinking of Shen Li, her eyes would shine: "I trust him."

Xia Jinyun looked at her and nodded: "I’m just worried, just a reminder. You know him best, as long as you’re aware it’s all good."

That morning, during the wait for the prenatal checkup, Fu Ying and Xia Jinyun chatted for a good while.

The light gradually slanted; days passed one after another. With the house full of people living harmoniously, Fu Mingchuan, as a stepfather, consistently tried to please Wen Tian, paying much attention to him. Wen Tian had his own ideas and thoughts; he spoke logically and coherently with Fu Mingchuan. Through their interactions, Fu Mingchuan’s view of Wen Tian completely changed.

During that summer vacation, they spent a lot of time together and talked a lot. Fu Mingchuan treated Wen Tian sincerely and became friends with him through an open heart.

However, Wen Tian had a knot deep in his heart, which probably needed time to untangle.

That night, Wen Qing brought up the matter.

After all, it was his own son; no one understood him better. Over this period, Wen Qing noticed something: "I feel like Tian Tian’s gaze towards Yingying is very different."

Fu Mingchuan: "How is it different?"

Wen Qing: "It’s just, I suspect that Tian Tian likes Yingying."

After hearing this, Fu Mingchuan paused for a moment before speaking: "Let’s pretend we don’t know about this."

Wen Qing nodded, sighing helplessly.

By mid-August, Shen Liguang took a few days off because Li Ruolan accidentally fell. Being advanced in age, such a fall brought various problems; it was quite serious, and she stayed in the hospital for several days.

"Don’t go selling breakfast in the morning anymore," Shen Liguang instructed while applying a plaster to her.

"It’s boring just staying at home alone."

Shen Liguang looked up: "If you’re bored, go downstairs and chat with your old sisters."

"They all have their grandsons with them."

At this time to still be thinking about that, Shen Liguang couldn’t help but laugh: "Your health isn’t good, how would you take care of a grandson later on?"

Li Ruolan sighed: "If I had a grandson, I could climb twenty floors on these old bones."

"Then you can wait for that."

"At least bring your girlfriend home for a visit. You only tell me you have a girlfriend, but you never bring her home for me to meet."

"You know her."

Li Ruolan: "I know her?"

"Mhm, you’ve seen her."

Li Ruolan thought for a bit, then thought of Fu Ying, greatly surprised: "It couldn’t be Yingying, could it?"

Mentioning the girl brought a glint to the man’s eyes: "Mhm."

Li Ruolan opened her mouth, taking a while before she said, "Aren’t they bothered by your age?"

Shen Liguang didn’t reply.

"That girl is too young; can she even marry you?"

"Normal dating doesn’t necessarily lead to marriage."

Li Ruolan: "That’s true, but since you’re dating you should definitely aim for marriage."

"We are aiming for marriage," Shen Liguang thought of the girl saying she’d marry him once she was twenty and smiled, "She said, she wants to marry me in the future."

Li Ruolan nodded, then asked, "Do her family members know you’re dating? Will they mind your age?"

"They all know; her grandmother likes me very much."

Unknowingly, it became dark again. Fu Ying knew he had taken a few days off, but he’d been busy taking care of Li Ruolan and hadn’t had time to meet.

It had been probably ten days since they last met—an eternity really.

That night, as Fu Ying was considering whether to call him, he called first.

The night was quiet, and though it was autumn, it was still a bit hot. Having used the air conditioning all night, she now had a stuffy nose and spoke with nasal congestion.

The voice on the other end asked, "Caught a cold?"