Receiving Lan Shichu's probing eyes, Si Yajie immediately realized that she had overstepped the line, and quickly said, "I just felt that your brother had a car accident, and that Grandpa and Mrs. Lan would definitely be very sad. If I had known earlier, I could have helped comfort them."
"No need. Grandpa and Mommy are very happy to know that my brother has a girlfriend."
Si Yajie felt upset and ashamed after hearing Lan Shichu's words.
After a moment, she glared at Su Yi's back with hatred. She had worked hard for so many years, but in the end, the best thing in the world was snatched away by Su Yi, a bitch. She chose to leave five years ago, and she shouldn't have come back, but... why did Lan Fuchu still want her five years later? He clearly knew that Su Yi had hooked up with Gu Benmo.
Yes, she had hooked up with Gu Benmo before, no, it should be said that she was still hooking up with Gu Benmo now. Si Yajie was jealous and angry, but suddenly she felt relieved. That's right, there was still Gu Benmo. She hadn't completely lost. With Gu Benmo around, she still had a chance...
Thinking of this, Si Yajie's anger subsided a little.
However, just as she was trying to control her anger, Lan Fuchu's soft and pleasant voice came from the front, "If your feet feel sore, just lean on me."
Si Yajie: “…”
Su Yi was speechless for a while, then he glanced at Si Yajie, and his bad intentions surfaced again, "Isn't this bad? I remember that you have mysophobia."
"It's okay." He answered calmly, and pulled her to lean against him, close to him, to lend her some strength to support her body.
Su Yi suddenly felt warm in his heart.
Then Lan Fuchu asked calmly: "Shichu, do you have any flat shoes here?"
Lan Shichu, who had been stunned by the dog food, came back to his senses instantly and nodded and said, "Yes, is it for Sister Su Yi to wear?"
"Well, she's been wearing high heels all day." Her feet must be hurting.
Hearing this, Su Yi looked down at the high heels on her feet, and the warmth in her heart suddenly became stronger.
"What size do you want? I'll get it for you."
Lan Fuchu definitely didn't know her size. Just as Su Yi was about to answer Lan Shichu's question, she heard Lan Fuchu answer fluently, "Size 37."
Hearing this, Su Yi was shocked.
He slowly turned his head, trying to see the expression on Lan Fuchu's face, but he was standing in the shadow of the light, and his face was dim and blurry.
Su Yi suddenly felt his whole heart swell up.
After taking a look at Si Yajie's resentful expression, my mood suddenly became extremely good.
Lan Shichu quickly brought a pair of shoes, which were white flat shoes. Su Yi put them on and walked a few steps in the venue. He smiled with comfort, "These shoes are so comfortable to wear."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Fuchu lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Are you feeling better now?"
Uh... I was caught doing something.
Su Yi touched his nose and smiled innocently, "I didn't do anything."
"…" Didn't do anything? Lan Fuchu frowned slightly. He had done so much just now, and you still said he didn't do anything
*
After dozens of minutes, the car arrived at the old house in the east of the city.
Su Yi got out of the car, wearing an elegant light purple corset dress, with her long hair loose, looking particularly bright and beautiful.
Lan Fuchu helped her pick out the skirt, and she didn't expect it to look so good when she put it on.
Mr. Lan lives in a classical prince's house with many rich reliefs and stone lions carved at the door, which is simple and elegant.
After entering the high threshold, the old butler in a black gown was already waiting at the door.
Seeing the two people coming, the old butler immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "Young Master."
"Yeah." Lan Fuchu responded with a cold expression.
The old butler cast his eyes on the beautiful woman next to Lan Fuchu. She looked young, but her eyes were lively and her temperament was extraordinary. She was a very beautiful woman. He smiled kindly and said to her, "Young Madam."
Su Yi blushed slightly and said, "Hello."
"Okay, Madam, I'm Yu Shaoqi, the housekeeper of the old house."
Su Yi nodded and gave him a polite smile, "Butler Yu, I am Su Yi."
Seeing his young mistress being so polite, Housekeeper Yu immediately felt more favorable towards her. He nodded and said, "Young Master, Young Mistress, please come in quickly. The old man is already waiting in the dining room."
"Okay." Lan Fuchu responded, and seemingly casually took Su Yi's hand.
Su Yi's hand was held and his back stiffened for a moment.
Then she lowered her eyes and looked at her hand held in his big palm. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull her hand back.
But she couldn't pull it out because he held her tightly and didn't let her break free.
She didn't know why, but when he held her hand, she didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, she felt more at ease than ever before...
she…
Are you sick
After entering the dining room, the old man, Mrs. Lan and others were already sitting at the dining table waiting for them. When they saw them come in hand in hand, they all smiled.
"Are you back?" Mrs. Lan stood up, wearing a white fox shawl on her shoulders, looking very noble.
Lan Fuchu took her over and sat down, "Well, Mom, please sit down and eat."
"Come and eat together. Sit down, sit down." Mrs. Lan greeted them both warmly. She glanced at Su Yi and smiled with satisfaction when she saw that she was wearing the heirloom jade bracelet given by the old man.
"Grandpa, Mom." Su Yi greeted them sweetly.
"Be good." The old man smiled back at her, his face flushed.
The servant came up to set the chopsticks for them. The old man looked at Su Yi and asked with a smile: "Why did you come back so late? Is the company too busy?"
"Yeah, a little busy."
The servant scooped a bowl of soup, which the old man took and handed to Su Yi personally, "Eat more even if you are busy. I see you are so thin, you need to supplement your nutrition."
"Okay, thank you grandpa for scooping soup for me."
"You're welcome. Drink." The old man put his hands on the table and looked at her with a kind smile.
Su Yi felt that Alexander could only drink up the bowl of soup in front of the old man.
The old man smiled immediately, "Good boy, our Xiaoyi is so good."
Mrs. Lan also stared at Su Yi without blinking, her face full of kindness.
Su Yi was indeed a little overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the Lan family, but at the same time he had a deep doubt in his mind: why were all the Lan family members so enthusiastic, but Xiaodai was the only one so quiet and taciturn
During the meal, the old man picked up some dishes for Su Yi, and Mrs. Lan also picked up some dishes for Su Yi. Grandpa Lan picked up some more dishes, and Mrs. Lan added some more. Soon, Su Yi had eaten two bowls of rice.
"No more, Grandpa, Mom, I'm full, please stop giving me food." Su Yi looked at the empty bowl being filled with rice, and his expression was a little depressed.
"Not much, not much. You only ate that little. You can still eat some more." Grandpa Lan kept using his chopsticks to pick up some more dishes for her, making the whole bowl of rice as high as a small mountain.
"No, I really can't eat anymore." Su Yi refused tearfully with a sad expression. If she continued to eat like this, she would soon become a little fat girl.
Lan Fuchu glanced at Su Yi and saw that she had a troubled face and obviously couldn't eat anymore, so he reached out his chopsticks, slowly picked up the food in her bowl, and ate it silently.
Seeing him eating the food in her bowl, the old man and Mrs. Lan were shocked. Lan Fuchu was different from other children since he was young. He had a serious obsession with cleanliness. But they didn't expect that he actually ate the food in his wife's bowl today.
The two of them looked up and observed calmly. Seeing Lan Fuchu put some food into Su Yi's bowl to help her share the burden, they both nodded and smiled.
True love, this is absolutely true love!
After dinner, the two chatted with the old man and Mrs. Lan in the living room for a while. Finally, the old man said, "It's getting late. You should stay in the old house tonight."
Lan Fuchu raised his eyelids slightly and said nothing, obviously agreeing.
In this case, Su Yi couldn't refuse.
Su Yi had just arrived here, and the old man was worried that chatting with her all the time would make her uncomfortable, so he lied that he still had things to do, and was helped by Mrs. Lan to go to the study, leaving the young couple sitting in the living room, bored.
Su Yi looked at the beam with dragon and phoenix carvings above his head. After a long moment, he held his chin and said, "How about we go to the room?"
Lan Fuchu glanced at her, with a slight turbulence in his eyes, but it disappeared before Su Yi could figure out what it was.
He stood up and walked out of the hall with a calm expression.
Su Yi knew that he was going to his room, so he followed him, led by the servants in the mansion, around the quaint corridors, fish ponds, and gardens, before arriving at the west wing.
(End of this chapter)