Love Me Harder, Mr. Fu - Chapter 72

“Let’s watch the fireworks together” she smiles. She turns around in his hold and faces in front as her backrests on his chest. They stand there in tranquility watching the fireworks and not caring what time is it or what is happening around them.

This should be the best day for her. firstly, her design got accepted and now, Zichen surprises her with a heartwarming gift. She can not be this happy as she is now. “Why did you think of Regal point?” she asks in he low voice. His body goes still and as if for a moment he is not breathing. “Zichen?” she implores when he says nothing. The hold on her waist becomes tighter.

She waits for his answer but he says nothing. After a while, he sighs, “Come, let’s sit there.” He gestures to the wooden bench to their left corner and takes her in his arm again ignoring her protest. ‘Why is he being mysterious now?’ she ponders.

He put her gently on the wooden bench and she sits feeling the chilly winds passing by us. It feels odd without my heels on my feet and the dress does not make it any more comfortable. Shi Lian knots her ankles dangling my feet, a little high above the ground. Hair on her skin rises making her shiver as the wind blows. “Here” he puts on his coat over her shoulder, probably noticing her shivering. She clutches onto his jacket, bringing it close and hugging it. She inhales in the cologne on is jacket and damn she likes it very much. Zichen’s cologne would be the first that she ever liked. He sits next to hers. Getting back on the topic, she presses, “Tell me.”

He sighs and gazes forward towards the light stand and trees surrounding it. “My grandmother used to take me here when I was little. she would bring me every Saturday night and let me play here” he smiles faintly, “She would show me fireworks, all very beautiful, and narrate me various kinds of stories. We would sit on one of these benches, me on her lap, as she spoke” his smile fades slowly and he looks up to the sky, “After she passed away, I stopped coming here, stopped watching fireworks. she wasn’t there anymore to let me come here or tell me stories or show me fireworks” he turns his head towards Shi Lian, his eyes boring in hers and my heart warms. “She once told me, ‘When you find the woman who is made for you, bring her here.’” He laughs quietly gazing at her.

“But why here?” she asks quietly, looking at him with her mesmerizing hazel brown eyes.

“‘I’ll be here all the time, up in the sky. I’ll be the brightest star watching you’ that’s what she said” his voice thickens and she notices that he is emotional. It is tough for a cold guy like him to open to somebody or to confide in them. Shi Lian’s heart warms her and all she wants to do is to comfort him. Hearing that she is the woman for him, she cannot stop blushing and smiling. His grandmother must love him dearly and he too. Her heart clenches seeing him upset.

“Let’s find the brightest star in the sky” she jolts trying to cheer him up. He looks up seeing her beaming but he is not yet ready to lift. “Was that the one?” she questions, “Or that one?” she points to the sky. Zichen looks at where she is pointing and shakes his head.

“She is there” he points to the other end and then she sees, the brightest of all the stars. It really is the brightest. Her eyes dart to his face and see him smiling.

“Does she like me?” Shi Lian asks, smiling at him.

He gives her a surprised look but then broke into laughter. “A lot. She said she never met anyone this beautiful!”

“Oh shut up” she smacks him playfully and for a while, they seem to forget about everything. He looks carefree and happy. He looks so younger with a charming smile and she is in love with his smile.

He stares at her still smiling and gently plant a kiss on her cheek. “I like you a lot and you better know there is no one like you” he cups her face caressing her cheeks with his thumb.

“Better remember that” she grins and kisses him back on his lips. “I like you” she whispers between kisses, he moans and dives into her mouth claiming hers with his tongue. She finally said it and he is way too happy.

**

“You better call” Evelyn demands, pointing at Shi Lian. Shi Lain nods as she understands. Evelyn packs her suitcase and drops it down on the ground.

Shi Lian hands her a box of chocolate, her favorite ones, “Miss me when you eat.” Evelyn grins taking the box and putting it into her backpack. Hse hugs her tightly, wrapping her arms around her. Evelyn will be going to her Mum’s house- her home- to stay until she decides to fly off to the States again.

They reach down as the servant brings the suitcase behind her. Mo Sha Sha and Nanny Zhang are already there. They bid goodbyes and promise to meet again. A car is ready outside, sent by her Mum. “Come to visit me, okay?” she says, holding Shi Lian’s hands giving her a small smile.

“I will” she assures her. with that Evelyn hop onto the car, the car starts and they drove off.

After the car is out of their sight, they all head inside. “Such a good child! I’ll miss her” Mo Sha Sha expresses. Nanny Zhang and Shi Lain nod in agreement.

“I am off to company then” Si Lian informs giving a peck on her mother’s cheek before heading out.

**

After getting a call from his mother, he gets ready to pay a visit to the Pearl Mansion. Zichen knows it’s her father and he is glad that he got a chance to talk. He hasn’t seen his father for almost 4 years. His father has always been busy, doing business abroad. The rive from his villa to the Pearl Mansion is about twenty minutes. As he drives, scenes of yesterday’s night flash before his eyes and he smiles. He never talked about his grandmother with anyone but with Shi Lian, he somehow felt comfortable. He wasn’t expecting to get emotional even though it’s been years but still, he can never forget her or what she means to him. He has been grinning since Shi Lian confessed she likes him as well. he was smiling like a creep to his home yesterday which made Rong uneasy and scared of him. He is eagerly looking forward to spending more time with her and he is dying to make her his girlfriend but he knows what the situation is currently. Her position is fragile and with one wrong move, everything will falter. Taking the left turn he enters the Pearl Mansion.

Gates open seeing his car and he drives further parking it in front of the lotus waterfall. The lotus waterfall is her mother’s wish and she adores it. he steps out of the car and shut the door from behind. One of the servants notices him coming and he immediately runs to inform his mother. Stepping inside his very own home, the familiar air hits his nose.

“Zichen!” her mother squeals, stepping hurriedly from the stairs. She walks fast, so happy to see his son back home.

Zichen hugs her, “How do you do mother?”

Pulling away from his embrace, she looks up beaming at him, “I will do very well if you are around much often. I miss you son.” Zichen gives her a small smile. “You look so thin! Aren’t you eating anything?” she asks with concern, touching his face.

“I am, mother. I am the same as always” he assures her holding her by her shoulder. She is shorter than him and she has to stand on her toes to kiss his forehead. He is six feet tall while she is five or something. “Where’s father?”

“He is in the study room.”

“You called me in a hurry. What is the real thing about your calling me?” he questions, taking a seat on the sofa.

“Your brother is back” she answers. His jaw flexes and suddenly he doesn’t want to be here at all. He doesn’t want to be anywhere near his brother.

“You called me here to bond with him?” he snaps, gritting his teeth. His eyebrows furrow as he looks away from her innocent face.

“Zichen! Son, it’s been years…..why don’t you let it go?” she utters as she tries to reach him with her hand.

He scoffs and rises from the couch. “Let it go? How more chances should I give him, mother?”

“Son I-”

“Zichen” a voice calls him and he tilts his head to find the source of the sound. His father comes down minding each step as he takes. Even after he is over fifty, he doesn’t seem to age at all. He looks fit and healthy and young as if he is a bachelor. Zichen got his good looks from his father. The sharp jaw, the straight nose, and straight eyebrows are all same as his father. His dark brown eyes are similar to his mother’s.

“It’s been a while,” he says approaching his son.