The next day, at the funeral parlor.
Feng Yu was wrapped in a black windbreaker, her feet clad in black boots. A white shirt was paired with black hot pants, revealing her long, fair, and flawless legs like polished jade.
She wore a veil over her face, only her clear, bright eyes showing. Those eyes were brimming with tears, but she fought them back, not wanting to cry in front of her mother.
Feng Yu's slender fingers gently caressed the black-and-white photo. "Mom... After all these years, I finally get to visit you."
Suddenly, a strong, large hand grasped her small one. The well - defined fingers tightly interlaced with hers.
Fu Qianchen slowly curved his thin lips. His handsome eyes were filled with a touch of maturity and stability. "Mom, don't worry. I'll take good care of the girl."
Feng Yu's long eyelashes fluttered. She stared at her mother's black - and - white photo and firmly squeezed his hand.
There was a newfound determination in her eyes, and finally, the corners of her mouth curved slightly. "Mom, don't worry. I'm not alone anymore."
She now had Mr. Fu and was no longer alone.
But her younger brother was still lying alone in the hospital bed.
She hadn't brought him back yet.
No matter the cost, she would definitely save her brother.
After leaving the funeral parlor, Feng Yu followed Fu Qianchen back to the villa.
As soon as she got out of the car, she saw He Xi and Lao Zhao seemingly waiting for her at the door for quite a while.
Surprise flickered in Feng Yu's beautiful eyes. She had just stepped out of the car and hadn't even had the chance to ask what was going on when a group of maids swarmed out and directly led her into the villa.
Feng Yu slightly raised her eyebrows and tried to find Fu Qianchen's figure out of the corner of her eye, but he didn't get out of the car.
She wanted to stop and go back to Fu Qianchen's side.
He Xi happened to stand behind her, completely blocking the view of the car. "Sister - in - law, you'd better cooperate with us obediently."
"What... What is this for?" Feng Yu's eyes showed a bit of surprise and panic. She had no idea what Fu Qianchen was up to.
He Xi just smiled and said nothing.
...
Three hours later, a reinvented Feng Yu appeared in front of He Xi.
She was wearing a white strapless dress. The delicate lace set off her fair legs, which were long, straight, and slender. Her tiny waist was perfectly outlined.
If there was only one way to describe her, it would be that without makeup, her complexion was like the morning glow reflecting on the snow.
In a word, she was beautiful.
There was a touch of amazement in He Xi's eyes. Although sister - in - law was already very beautiful on normal days, today she was different.
On normal days, she was a beautiful little fairy.
Today, she was a bewitching little vixen.
He Xi couldn't help but look up at her a few more times, and her little face even blushed.
Suddenly, Lao Zhao covered He Xi's eyes from behind. Looking at Feng Yu expressionlessly, he silently said, "Sister - in - law, the boss has been waiting for you in the car."
Feng Yu crossed her arms. She clearly wasn't used to wearing such a dress yet. She was extremely shy and blushed even before seeing Fu Qianchen.
He Xi was dissatisfied with Lao Zhao's action and strongly resisted. "You! What are you doing! Why are you covering my eyes?!"
"Where on earth are we going?" Feng Yu asked Lao Zhao with a blushing face.
There was still no change in Lao Zhao's expression. He directly picked up He Xi in his arms horizontally. His voice was still calm. "You can ask our boss directly."
He stepped to the side, and Fu Qianchen was just standing in front of the car.
He had changed into a pure - hand - made black suit. The bangs on his forehead were all pushed up, revealing his delicate and handsome face.
He strode in with long steps, every gesture exuding the overbearing aura of a superior. He was like a king descending from the sky, making people can't help but want to worship him.
"Mr. Fu!"
Feng Yu rushed to his side in a hurry. Her hands still tried hard to cover her chest. She looked at him nervously. "Where... Where are we going? Don't I look strange like this?"
Their eyes met.
Fu Qianchen slowly curved his thin lips. There seemed to be some complexity in his eyes. "No. But next time, you can only wear it in front of me, okay?"
Feng Yu gave him a confused look.
But Fu Qianchen directly picked her up horizontally and walked out domineeringly.
Seeing that they were going out, Feng Yu seemed even more shy. She buried her head in his chest and asked again, "Where are we going?"
"You'll know later." Fu Qianchen put her in the car.
Driver Yang drove the car directly away from the villa.
In the car, Fu Qianchen took out a yellow - gray curly wig and a silver mask from somewhere. He carefully put the wig on her head, fastened it, and arranged the bangs.
Feng Yu was even more confused.
But she didn't stop Fu Qianchen. She just lay in his arms and let him do as he pleased.
Suddenly, the car stopped.
Fu Qianchen put the silver mask in his hand on her delicate face. The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.
Feng Yu smiled. "What? Do you want me to inherit your silver mask?"
"Yeah." Fu Qianchen replied softly.
Then Fu Qianchen got out of the car.
Looking at his tall and straight back, Feng Yu was a bit expectant. She always felt that he had prepared a big surprise for her. However, he had said yesterday that he would celebrate her birthday, so today they should just have a simple meal for two, right?
Just as she thought this, Fu Qianchen had already opened the car door on her side and offered his hand to her.
Feng Yu smiled slightly and placed her beautiful fingers on his wheat - colored hand.
She got out of the car. Suddenly, there was a sound of fireworks exploding in the sky. Then all the lights around suddenly dimmed, and countless romantic sky lanterns twinkled in the sky.
Feng Yu was completely stunned.
She was nineteen years old this year, but it was the first time she had seen such a spectacular night view of Beishi.
Not far away, an LED screen embedded in the middle of a building lit up.
Feng Yu subconsciously looked in the direction of the LED screen.
A handsome man appeared on the screen.
"Today is my Mrs. Qiu's nineteenth birthday. Happy birthday to my Mrs. Qiu. Every year from now on, I'm willing to pick the stars in the sky for you."
The sky lanterns hanging high suddenly flickered and gradually formed a line of words.
Happy birthday, Mrs. Qiu.