Chapter 62: Comforted Her Out of a Broken Relationship

Li Man sipped her coffee silently, without saying a word.

Qin Mu shrugged, stirring her coffee and adding sugar. “You were drawn to her back then because she looked like a delicate little wife, weren’t you?”

Li Man’s hand paused mid-sip.

She thought about how that so-called “delicate little wife,” Wen Yang, was currently with Fu Xingzhou.

Qin Mu looked up at her. “Let me ask you—don’t you feel unwilling to accept this?”

Li Man pressed her lips tightly together and didn’t respond.

She lowered her eyes and set down her coffee cup.

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He hadn’t told his parents that the house hadn’t been sold—it had just been used as collateral for a loan, and he was currently repaying it. He hadn’t returned there in a long time, so naturally, he couldn’t bring his parents to stay there.

He leaned forward slightly, looking at Zheng Guili.

But then he noticed strands of white hair at her temples. He paused and said softly, “Mom, whatever you want to say, just say it. I’m listening.”

Only then did Zheng Guili truly look at his face.

He was her own son, after all. She had been persuaded by Cheng Shan to come to Nancheng for a visit, and her heart had already softened somewhat. But seeing the scenery here still made her involuntarily think of Wen Yang and the past, so upon seeing her son again, her words turned cold. Now, looking at Cheng Yanyu again, she noticed he had changed a little.

He seemed colder and harder than before.

Cheng Shan put his arm around Zheng Guili’s shoulders.

She came back to herself, sighed softly, and said, “I don’t really have anything to say. Yanyu, your mom has always just hoped that you’d be happy.”

Cheng Yanyu nodded. “I know, Mom. That’s why I’m working hard for that.”

Zheng Guili’s heart softened a bit. She said, “The flowers are very beautiful. I’ve always liked the flowers in Nancheng.”

Cheng Yanyu let out a breath of relief. “That’s good.”

Zheng Guili looked at him. “The person you’re dating now—what is she like? What does she like?”

When she mentioned Li Man, Cheng Yanyu sat up straighter, looked up, ready to speak. A few seconds later, he paused and said, “She’s pretty good—competent at what she does, very good with social interactions. She designs jewelry. She’s from a single-parent family, so she’s a little strong-willed.”

Zheng Guili was silent.

She noticed that her son hadn’t clearly described what the woman liked.

After all, she was someone who came into his life halfway through.

She said, “Well, no matter what… if you like her, that’s enough.”

With those words, she was signaling that she wouldn’t be throwing out any more cold remarks and that she respected her son’s choice.

Cheng Yanyu lowered his head and said, “Thanks, Mom.”

Cheng Shan added, “Let’s all have dinner together sometime. You arrange it.”

Cheng Yanyu looked at his father and nodded.

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Now that they had decided to join the flower house competition, Wen Yang and Yu Qing had to start preparing. First, they had to allocate their current work properly so nothing would be affected. At this point, the studio was a bit short-handed.

The two lead designers were both participating in the competition. That afternoon, Wen Yang and Yu Qing held a meeting to promote Tao Li and decided to hire two new assistants. Tao Li had been working under Yu Qing for several months.

She had studied design and had learned a lot from Yu Qing. By now, she was more experienced at measuring rooms than Wen Yang, and had even taken on the design of two one-bedroom units.

It was time for her to take charge on her own.

Tao Li was overjoyed. She covered her mouth and said, “I never thought I’d be promoted so quickly!”

Everyone around congratulated her. Tao Li couldn’t contain her excitement and rushed forward to hug Wen Yang and Yu Qing. She was truly grateful—ever since joining Yunchi, Yu Qing and Wen Yang had really been teaching her, not just making her serve tea and guard the printer. Yu Qing laughed, “Not so tight! Wen Yang and I can’t even breathe.”

Tao Li didn’t let go. “I don’t care, I want to hug you both.”

Not only did she hug them, she kissed them too. Wen Yang couldn’t hold back her laughter. She leaned her head back, but still got kissed on the cheek. Wen Yang smiled helplessly and pushed Tao Li. “Okay, okay, you got your kiss in.”

Tao Li laughed heartily.

She let them go and said, “This is my first job ever. When I joined Yunchi, I was pretty lost. I wondered what I could even learn from such a small studio. That was my first thought. But later, I realized that Sister Qing and Sister Yang were really teaching me. They brought me to measure rooms, to renovation companies, made me talk to people and learn. Sister Qing would even let me observe while she was designing, never hiding anything. We all learn from each other.”

“And even though I was just an assistant, you never treated me like just an assistant. You’d let me help with the hard drafts too.”

“My parents always said, ‘Unity is strength, and strength leads to success.’ I think I’ve found a platform with real growth potential.”

“Sister Qing and Sister Yang, good luck with the design competition—Yunchi’s future depends on you!”

With that—

She gave them a deep bow.

The others burst into laughter.

Wen Yang and Yu Qing stood together and exchanged a look, both smiling. Alright, they had to admit, they were a little proud. After all, Tao Li was the first designer they had trained themselves.

It meant Yunchi Design was developing in a healthy direction and heading down the right path.

Back at their desks—

Yu Qing crossed her arms. “Little Chestnut is really cheesy.”

Wen Yang chuckled lightly.

Since she had just been promoted, Little Chestnut (Tao Li) treated everyone to dinner. She found a barbecue music bar online. Wen Yang rode in Yu Qing’s mini car, while the others took rideshares. But when Wen Yang got out of the car, she froze—it turned out this barbecue joint labeled as a “music bar” was the same one she had once visited with Fu Xingzhou for drinks.

Yu Qing clicked her tongue. “Isn’t this place near Yage?”

It was indeed close to Yage. That time after drinking, Wen Yang had walked back home, heading into the sunset.

“Qing-jie, since it’s so close to your neighborhood, you have to drink a few tonight!” Tao Li pulled both Wen Yang and Yu Qing toward the seats. Someone else clicked their tongue and said, “Little Chestnut, you call this a music bar? Where’s the bar?”

Tao Li coughed, motioned for everyone to sit down, and said, “In a bit, there’s a guitar guy who’s really good at singing. Once you hear him, you’ll know this place isn’t any worse than other music bars.”

Jiang Lang sat down and grabbed a napkin. “Alright, I’ll give him a listen then.”

Wen Yang and Yu Qing sat down with smiles, also wiping down the table.

The boss came over to take their order.

Among the group, he immediately recognized Wen Yang. She was wearing a light yellow blouse with a white skirt today. Logically, almost a year had passed, and the boss dealt with so many customers every day, with such a high table turnover—it would be hard to remember someone he hadn’t seen in nearly a year. But somehow, he still remembered her.

Besides her face, it was probably also because of the state she had been in back then, and the man who had sat across from her—dignified, wealthy, and unforgettable.

So the boss recognized Wen Yang at once.

But even so, he didn’t greet her directly—it would be too intrusive. He just smiled, took note of their order, and threw in a large bottle of soda for free.

Tao Li directly ordered a big beer.

Yu Qing raised her cup and said, “Don’t pour so much,” but obediently let Tao Li fill her cup anyway.

Wen Yang smiled while picking at the peanuts with her chopsticks.

Tao Li leaned over and asked, “Yang-jie, you should drink a little too. Your boyfriend won’t get mad, right?”

Wen Yang gave her a look, then glanced around at everyone drinking. She said, “Sure, I’ll have some. He’s not scary like that.”

Tao Li giggled.

Truth be told, she’d only seen Wen Yang’s boyfriend once. After learning his name, she’d looked him up—and that status, honestly, was way out of reach for regular people. Plus, he was ridiculously handsome.

But that kind of status also made people hesitate.

So she naturally had her concerns and felt she had to ask.

Tao Li poured a glass for Wen Yang and set it beside her.

“Tonight it’s my treat—everyone drink as much as you want!”

She was seriously generous.

Wen Yang laughed, took the glass, and clinked it with Yu Qing’s.

The barbecue was served.

Wen Yang ate and drank with them. She hadn’t had beer in a while—the cold sip was very refreshing. Jiang Lang and a few others were complaining about the pain of renting, desperate to move out of their shabby village-in-the-city housing.

Wen Yang and Yu Qing exchanged a glance. Truth be told, they were pretty lucky. Yu Qing, though from a single-parent household, had a mother who gave her everything—nice things, expensive things. When she first came to Nancheng for work—

Her mom just stuffed a bank card into her hand.

As for Wen Yang, no need to even mention it.

Their starting point was a lot easier than most.

Yu Qing leaned closer to Wen Yang and whispered, “Once the studio grows, we should start giving housing subsidies.”

Wen Yang nodded. “Good idea.”

Everyone chatted while eating. After venting about hard times, the mood lightened, and they shared happy stories. Wen Yang didn’t even notice how much she had drunk. Around 9 p.m., feeling tipsy, she was picked up by Fu Xingzhou.

A black sedan slowly pulled up.

The sleek car clearly didn’t belong here, so it caught the attention of many. Fu Xingzhou stepped out and looked around. Memories came flooding back, and he raised an eyebrow slightly. With long strides, he walked toward Wen Yang.

She took her last sip, set down her cup, rested her chin on her hand, and met his gaze, eyes smiling.

Fu Xingzhou reached the table.

Just then, the guitar guy finished his song. Strangely enough, he also immediately recognized Fu Xingzhou and Wen Yang. Fu Xingzhou gave the others a nod. With his looks and aura, the moment he appeared, everyone subconsciously put down their drinks. Yu Qing smiled and helped steady Wen Yang, saying to Fu Xingzhou, “She’s not drunk, just a little too enthusiastic.”

Fu Xingzhou gave a small “mm” and reached out his hand.

Wen Yang obediently let him pull her up.

The guitar guy’s song ended at just the right moment. Wearing a baseball cap, he looked at them and smiled. “After a year, you finally managed to coaxed her.”

Fu Xingzhou froze slightly.

He turned to look at Wen Yang.

She lifted her gaze, and they made eye contact.

Fu Xingzhou understood what the guy meant. A few seconds later, he looked up and said, “Yeah.”

The guitar guy left, satisfied.

This “coaxing her” wasn’t just about making up after a fight—it was about pulling her out of a broken relationship, making her whole again, and letting her smile like this.

Fu Xingzhou’s voice was cool and clear as he said to the others, “I’ll take her home now.”

Yu Qing immediately smiled. “Alright, Mr. Fu.”

The others nodded. Wen Yang waved at them, reminding them to get home safely, and everyone responded with nods. Once she was done, Fu Xingzhou gently wrapped an arm around her and led her down the steps, asking softly, “How much did you drink?”

Wen Yang looked up at him. “A few bottles, I guess.”

Her eyes were misty and glassy from the alcohol—very beautiful. She added, “I’m not drunk, though.”

Fu Xingzhou gave a low “mm.”

Wen Yang looked at him and said, “Let’s take a walk?”

“Alright.”

Fu Xingzhou led her in the direction of Yage. The ground was covered in fallen flowers. Behind them, the black sedan remained parked while Jiang Yue got out and went inside to pay.

Wen Yang carefully avoided the petals on the ground as she walked along the familiar road.

Memories resurfaced—especially that time they drank together at the same barbecue place. She looked up at Fu Xingzhou and asked, “That guy earlier—what did he mean by ‘you finally won her back’?”

Fu Xingzhou looked at her and said, “That time, he thought I made you cry.”

Wen Yang froze.

Then slowly caught on.

A man and woman sitting across from each other at a barbecue table—she had looked the way she did back then. No wonder the guy misunderstood. She blinked and said, “You sure chatted naturally with him.”

He had just responded without missing a beat.

Fu Xingzhou smiled.

But he didn’t tell her what “coaxing her” really meant to him.

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