"Let's not even talk about whether he can beat me."
"Even if he beats me up, I've still stolen his sister away."
"So in the end, I'm still the one who comes out on top."
Listening to Leng Chuanjin's rather smug tone, Xia Sanghuan could only smile helplessly.
...
"Nervous?"
Feeling the girl unconsciously tugging at his sleeve as she held onto his arm, the man turned to ask.
"A bit."
Looking at the all - too - familiar gate in front of her, the girl felt a strange sense of unease for some reason.
Surely big brother wouldn't beat up Leng Chuanjin?
And considering they were childhood friends, even if they did fight, he probably wouldn't go too far...
While she was lost in these wild thoughts, the man had already taken out the key to unlock the door - of course, he'd swiped the key from her.
"Welcome back, Huanhuan..."
Fu Youqing's enthusiastic greeting came to an abrupt halt when she saw the scene in front of her.
There was little sister, arm in arm with the man beside her, and both of them were carrying gifts - it looked rather like a married daughter returning to visit her family.
She looked at little sister, then at Leng Chuanjin, and then back at little sister again.
"What's going on, Youqing? Hurry up and let Huanhuan in."
Fu Lingshi's voice came from the living room.
Fu Youqing stammered "I, you, you guys" for a long time but couldn't get a proper sentence out, so she simply decided to wash her hands of the matter.
"I'm not dealing with this. Dad, big brother, second sister, come and see for yourselves!"
With that, she walked back into the living room, leaving them with a rather flustered back view.
The others heard her and came over one by one.
"Youqing, what's all the fuss about?"
Fu Moning wiped the tea that had accidentally splashed on her hand and scolded her sister gently.
Fu Youqing lowered her head and said nothing, as if she had just seen something she shouldn't have.
So, Fu Moning's originally calm expression predictably cracked when she saw little sister and Leng Chuanjin.
...
"We're in a relationship."
Xia Sanghuan sat upright on the sofa and said seriously to her family sitting around her.
Fu Moning, who had just regained her composure, now seemed on the verge of fainting again.
Fu Lingshi quickly reached out to support her shoulder to prevent her from falling to the ground.
In fact, he too couldn't quite accept the fact that "his long - time friend had stolen his beloved little sister right under his nose", but his reaction wasn't as extreme as Fu Moning's.
"Have you really thought this through?"
Fu Zeming, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.
There was no expression on his face, and his eyes held an unfathomable emotion.
"Yeah."
The girl looked at her father like a fearless warrior.
"I like him."
"I've liked him for a long time."
As soon as she said this, not only the Fu family but even Leng Chuanjin sitting beside her couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Only Fu Youqing's face was written all over with "I knew it".
"So, I won't regret it."
Her tone was firm, like the protagonist in a movie who refused to take a step back to protect their loved one.
Looking at her serious profile, the man couldn't help but tighten their intertwined hands.
Seeing the expression on his daughter's face, Fu Zeming couldn't help but think of his late wife.
If Sangsang were here to see Huanhuan now, she'd be happy, too.
The serious look on his face softened after hearing her words.
"Since you've made this decision, I don't think I should say anything more."
"But if you ever get wronged, come and tell us anytime."
"Our family will always be your safe haven."
As he said this, he gave Leng Chuanjin a warning look.
Although he had forgiven this kid from the Leng family, it didn't mean he was as trusting of him as before.
When it came to his precious daughter, he had to be more cautious.
Although Fu Moning still thought this matter needed more consideration, since her father had spoken, she couldn't go against his wishes.
"Sigh."
Fu Moning lay on the small table in the back garden, sighing at the flower pot in front of her.
"Don't be sad, sis. Huanhuan seems quite happy."
Fu Youqing pushed a cup of black tea in front of her and comforted her gently.
At this moment, the protagonists they were talking about were admiring the newly - bloomed roses in the yard.
It had to be admitted that Leng Chuanjin and Xia Sanghuan were a perfect match.
Just looking at their backs surrounded by the flower bushes, one could feel how well - suited they were.
"My current mood is like..."
Fu Moning withdrew her gaze and reached out to touch the petals of the flower in the potted plant.
"I've worked so hard to grow a flower. I've waited and waited, and finally it has bloomed."
"But before I've even had enough time to enjoy it, it's been stolen by a flower thief."
And the "flower thief" in Fu Moning's words was pinning a rose that had fallen from the stem behind the "flower"'s ear.
"Wasn't this what we expected?"
Fu Youqing picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Didn't you used to discuss with me whether Huanhuan would end up with Brother Chuanjin?"
"I thought you'd seen some signs between them back then."
"I was just joking!"
She grabbed her hair in frustration.
"Of course I support Huanhuan's decision 100%. But I think she should think more about this whole dating thing."
...
This rather special day for Fu Moning finally came to an end when Leng Chuanjin and Xia Sanghuan finished dinner and decided to return to the Leng family.
"Brother Chuanjin."
Fu Moning, who had hardly said a word at dinner tonight, suddenly called out to him.
"What is it?"
The man turned around to look at her, still holding the girl's hand.
"The youngest member of our Fu family."
She paused for a moment, then choked back a sob and bit her lip.
"I'm entrusting her to you."
Afraid that she would burst into tears the next second, Fu Youqing quickly dragged her back inside the door.
"Alright, alright, you two go back quickly. Go to bed early tonight."
...
"So, did second sister really cry?"
Xia Sanghuan asked half - helplessly and half - amusedly after hearing what her third sister said.
"Maybe it was because she had a bit of wine at dinner. It made her emotions get out of control."
Fu Youqing said thankfully.
"Luckily I was quick, or she would have made a fool of herself in front of you."
"Sister."
The girl suddenly seemed to think of something and asked.
"Who do you think second sister's personality is more like?"
"Of course it's Dad."
"Not just like, but exactly the same."
Fu Youqing said confidently.
"Why do you say that?"
The girl couldn't help but feel a bit strange.
She had thought second sister's personality would be more like their mother's - after all, second sister was sometimes overly meticulous and cautious, truly living up to the saying "the eldest sister is like a mother".