The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 132. Life is full of melodrama (second update)

Chapter 132: 132. Life is full of melodrama (second update)

The dinner was still the two dishes and a soup that Fu Hengyi had prepared. Perhaps because she had been painting for quite a while in the afternoon, Shen Qinglan had a good appetite that evening and ate quite a lot.

To prevent her from overeating, after dinner, Fu Hengyi took her for a walk in their upscale community in Beijing. The residents here were all quite well-off, and several people greeted Shen Qinglan along the way. Having lived here for a few months, she often encountered the residents during her morning jogs. She would usually respond to their greetings, and over time, became acquainted with a few people.

"I didn’t expect you to know more people here than me," Fu Hengyi teased.

Shen Qinglan smiled faintly, but said nothing.

Fu Hengyi held her hand; his was warm, unlike Shen Qinglan’s, which were always cold in the winter.

By the end of November, the weather had turned very cold, so Fu Hengyi didn’t keep Shen Qinglan outside for too long. Seeing that it was about time, they headed back home.

That evening, Fu Hengyi received a call from Old Sir Fu. After a brief conversation, Fu Hengyi went into the study. Shen Qinglan did not follow him—it would be out of place for her to interfere in a private conversation between grandfather and grandson.

In the study, Fu Hengyi’s expression was grave; his gaze flickered as if he was wrestling with his thoughts.

" Hengyi, Grandpa isn’t trying to force you. It’s just that you’re married now. You’re not only a soldier; you’re also a husband and will be a father. You have responsibilities that are yours to bear. Even if not for yourself, you should consider Qinglan and your future children," Old Sir Fu’s aged voice came through the phone.

"Grandpa is not stopping you from being a soldier. Our Fu Family has a long military tradition, and I am very proud of you for serving the country. I only hope that you can apply to transfer back to the Beijing Military Region."

"Grandpa," Fu Hengyi spoke up, "give me some time to think about this properly."

Old Sir Fu didn’t press the issue, and grandfather and grandson ended the call.

Fu Hengyi didn’t return to the bedroom immediately. Instead, he stood by the window and subconsciously reached into his pocket, seemingly intending to grab a cigarette, but he found it empty and then remembered that he had quit smoking a long time ago.

Fu Hengyi used to have a heavy smoking habit, which he had eventually quit completely. Today, he suddenly had a strong urge to smoke.

He had enlisted at eighteen and had been in service for thirteen years. He had grown to love his unit deeply, and everything about it had become a part of his being.

Yet, he couldn’t ignore what his grandfather had said. He himself was a clear example of that. When he was very young, his own parents had sacrificed their lives for their duties, leaving him to be raised by his grandfather.

He didn’t want to think about what would happen to Shen Qinglan if one day something happened to him, but leaving the military...

For the first time, Fu Hengyi faced a choice that was incredibly difficult to make.

Not wanting Shen Qinglan to notice anything, Fu Hengyi quickly returned to the bedroom. Shen Qinglan was already lying in bed. Fu Hengyi got into bed and watched her for a long time.

"What’s wrong?" Shen Qinglan asked.

Fu Hengyi shook his head with a smile, choosing not to tell her about what his grandfather had said that evening. Some burdens he could bear alone.

"It’s just that my wife is looking so beautiful tonight, so beautiful that I can’t take my eyes off her."

Shen Qinglan: ...She felt that ever since last night, this man’s sweet nothings were coming so effortlessly, as if he had flipped a switch.

That night, Fu Hengyi made Shen Qinglan experience being swept off her feet multiple times again. Before going to sleep, Shen Qinglan admitted to herself that once an old virgin got a taste, they were like starving wolves, too terrifying.

**

Having been cooped up at home for a day, Shen Qinglan didn’t plan on staying in any longer the next day. It was already winter and Shen Junyu had long sent over her seasonal clothes. Looking at the pitifully few winter clothes in Fu Hengyi’s closet, she decided to go out shopping today.

Recalling that the past two times it had been Fu Hengyi who took her shopping, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Hengyi asked with a smile.

Shen Qinglan simply smiled without speaking.

They went to the same shopping mall they had visited before, and Shen Qinglan suddenly realized that Fu Hengyi seemed to have a particular fondness for this mall. Thinking this, she asked him about it.

Fu Hengyi fell silent for a moment, then said, "I don’t know any other malls."

God knows that he had to call Han Yi to find out about this mall, and Han Yi told him that women loved to shop, which was why he brought Shen Qinglan out.

The two of them arrived at the mall and browsed through several men’s clothing stores. Shen Qinglan was busy picking out clothes for Fu Hengyi, whose job became trying on clothes, swiping his card, and carrying bags.

It was the first time Shen Qinglan recognized that she had the potential to become a shopaholic as she saw the shopping bags in Fu Hengyi’s hands that he could barely manage, she held her forehead.

"Want to buy anything else?" Fu Hengyi asked.

Shen Qinglan thought for a bit and decided that they had bought almost enough clothes for Fu Hengyi. Perhaps they should buy something for the two elders at home. After discussing it with Fu Hengyi, he naturally had no objections.

"Shall we go find a place to grab something to eat first?" Fu Hengyi glanced at the time. It was approaching noon. After a morning of shopping, even though Shen Qinglan was wearing flat shoes, she needed a break.

Shen Qinglan wasn’t tired, as this small amount of activity was nothing to her, but she was feeling a bit hungry. So she followed Fu Hengyi to look for a nearby restaurant. There were many restaurants on the fourth floor of the mall, but since it was lunchtime and also the weekend, there were quite a few people eating out. Fu Hengyi looked at several restaurants and they all had long queues. With no choice, they settled for one that seemed to have fewer people and took a queue number that showed there were two tables ahead of them.

The restaurant had a waiting area where customers could sit and rest while waiting. Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi sat down.

From their seat near the railing, they could see the scene below. Shen Qinglan’s gaze sharpened as she suddenly remembered something Yu Xiaoxuan had said—life is full of melodrama. Indeed, this was her third time at the mall, and the third time she had seen Wu Qian. Since the incident with Wu Qian using Fang Tong’s phone to cause a scene half a month ago, Shen Qinglan hadn’t heard any news about her. Yet, here she was at the mall again.

By her side still was a man, but not the same one she saw the last time. The man looked unfamiliar, appeared to be in his late forties, wearing branded clothes, somewhat overweight with a beer belly. Wu Qian was clinging to the man’s arm intimately, and the man’s hand rested on her buttock, occasionally giving it a squeeze—the nature of their relationship was obvious. Shen Qinglan’s eyes flickered briefly before she looked away.

It’s true that once someone has tasted luxury, it is impossible for them to want to return to a life of hardship, even if such a life means selling one’s own dignity.

One just doesn’t know, if Wu Qian’s parents learned of their daughter’s current actions, what would they think.