Honestly, she had.
But — "Will you continue to invest in Xing'er?" Wen Tingxue raised her eyes, and for the first time, looked him directly in the eye, asking a question instead of answering.
Fu Yuchuan instantly understood what she meant.
If he invested, she wanted to.
If he didn't invest, the outcome wouldn't matter.
Stepping out of the elevator, Wen Tingxue immediately spotted the quiet, cool boy sitting on the sofa in the lobby.
She ran over.
Yu Wenli was sitting facing the elevator.
Almost at the same moment, he noticed her too.
He stood up and walked towards her, only to be hugged tightly by the little girl before he could take more than a few steps.
"I did it!"
She happily shared the news with him, omitting the part about Fu Yuchuan's supposed pursuit.
Yu Wenli listened quietly, and when she finished, he reached out and ruffled her head. "My little girl has really grown up. You can handle things on your own now."
His tone held a hint of melancholy.
Wen Tingxue immediately hugged him tighter. "Who says? I can't leave you at all."
She took his hand and placed it on her flat stomach, playfully acting spoiled. "Did you hear that? It says it's still hungry."
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes blinked, sparkling under the light. Even the most stone-hearted person couldn't refuse her.
Yu Wenli chuckled, unable to help himself, and gently flicked her nose. "What do you want to eat? Brother will cook for you when we get home."
"I'll eat anything. As long as it's made by you, I'll like it."
The little girl clung to him like a koala, following him out like a handbag.
From behind, they looked quite a perfect match.
After they were completely out of the surveillance range, Fu Yuchuan continued to stare at the screen, seemingly lost in thought.
But his face remained expressionless.
Jiang An couldn't quite read him. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Second Master, will the investment funds for Xing'er still be allocated?"
Hearing the voice, Fu Yuchuan's eyes flickered. He asked, "You say, when facing someone they like, are girls always like this?"
"Huh?" Jiang An was so shocked he forgot to breathe. "I, I don't know either. I... I've never been in a relationship."
Fu Yuchuan raised his hand and pinched his brow. When he lowered it, he had once again regained the cold demeanor of the Fu family patriarch.
It was as if the man who had been troubled by love moments ago was merely Jiang An's illusion.
Back at the hotel after dinner.
As soon as they entered the room, Yu Wenli closed the distance between them, his right hand gripping both her wrists, pressing her easily yet forcefully above her head.
The kiss that followed was more fierce than any before.
It seemed as if he was venting some pent-up emotion.
The hand on her waist tightened its grip.
Wen Tingxue could feel him struggling to contain the wildness surging within him.
Her back was against the wall, and she tiptoed to meet his kiss.
She knew he was in a bad mood today.
Probably because she had dinner with Fu Yuchuan.
But no matter how many times she asked, he skillfully avoided the question.
He never gave a direct answer.
This had never happened before.
She worried if he had encountered something difficult to resolve, or a deep-seated issue.
Sensing her distraction, Yu Wenli bit her lightly on the corner of her lips.
Wen Tingxue instinctively cried out in pain. Taking advantage of the moment, he used his tongue to pry open her teeth.
His kissing skills were too good, and soon she forgot what she had been thinking about.
It wasn't until he went to the bathroom to shower that she remembered she had something to say.
Cold water poured down from above, hitting his hot skin. Yu Wenli's senses cleared considerably.
Thinking of how close he had come to losing control, he regretfully wiped the water from his face.
So many things had happened today, it was really hard for him to control his emotions.
Especially Kang Wei's comment about him being a 'pretty boy' living off a woman.
He genuinely wished her well.
But now that she was doing so well, besides his happiness, he also felt useless.
He didn't even have the means to buy a car outright, while Kang Wei and Lan Shuo could easily afford several.
And in the future, she would be able to too.
But he still had no money.
With Mo Yichen and Jiang Tu teaming up, it would be difficult for him to make a name for himself in the entertainment industry anytime soon.
In fact, he didn't even know when he would achieve any recognition.
And he didn't know if she would continue to choose him if the gap kept widening.
After all, better people would appear in her life.
When Yu Wenli came out, drying his wet hair, Wen Tingxue was squatting on the floor, packing her luggage.
Hearing the sound, she immediately stood up and said, "Let me blow-dry your hair for you."
Without waiting for his reply, she took his hand and pulled him to sit at the dressing table.
Her technique wasn't particularly deft, but it was very meticulous.
The hot air blowing on his hair also blew into his heart.
Yu Wenli looked at her in the mirror, and the hint of unease in his eyes instantly faded.
"Are we going back to Jiangcheng?" he asked, his tone much better than when they had first returned.
Wen Tingxue lowered the setting, reducing the noise. "Yes, our flight is tomorrow morning."
Afraid he would be even unhappier if they stayed here any longer, she had booked the earliest possible flight.
Sensing her consideration, Yu Wenli's sullen mood for the entire day instantly smoothed out.
A smile slowly bloomed in his eyes. "How about we wait a few more days?"
He reached out, hooked his arm around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, and turned off the hairdryer.
Suddenly, Wen Tingxue's ears were filled with his gentle, low voice.
"Xing'er's results will be out soon, right? Let's go back after they are released."
Wen Tingxue had originally planned to do so, but worried about his mood, she thought it was better to leave quickly.
Seeing her thoughts, Yu Wenli pinched her cheek. "I want to witness you win the championship with my own eyes."
A good relationship is always about mutual giving and understanding.
Wen Tingxue knew he was considering her feelings, so she nodded. "Okay, if I'm lucky enough to win."
Although Fu Yuchuan hadn't given her a clear answer, she could feel that he would continue to invest in Xing'er.
As for the championship, she felt she had a good chance.
Of course, everything depended on the final results.