"You two are the main characters, how could you not come!" Luo Siqi disagreed.
"Besides, I intend to have a grand celebration. In Jiangcheng, everyone attending will be strangers to you. But in Fengcheng, there are many people you'd want to invite, right?"
Luo Siqi's words stunned both of them.
Did Luo Siqi mean to invite all their relatives and friends?
"Then... then Mom, you set the date! We'll be back then, along with Cheng Sen!" Fu Wenwen thought about it and realized she couldn't refuse.
"Alright!" Luo Siqi, having received a positive response, nodded in satisfaction before letting them leave. *Kuai Shu Ge*
Fu Wenwen and Lu Cheng Sen drove back outside the city towards Jiangcheng. Lu Cheng Sen held Fu Wenwen's hand.
"Wenwen..."
"Mm?"
Fu Wenwen, sitting in the slowly moving car, felt drowsy.
"I want to invite Uncle Zhu and the others too... what do you think?" Lu Cheng Sen thought of the people from Honghe Village, those were the ones he truly wanted to thank.
"Of course, you can! Let Mom arrange two separate tables for them." Fu Wenwen knew Lu Cheng Sen was a sentimental person, so she naturally wouldn't reject his idea.
With Fu Wenwen's support, Lu Cheng Sen's lips curved into a smile. "Then we'll call Mom when we get back to Jiangcheng."
"Mmm-hmm." Fu Wenwen yawned lazily. She was particularly sleepy today and just wanted to sleep.
"Sleepy? Then you sleep for a while." Lu Cheng Sen noticed Fu Wenwen's sleepiness, squeezed her hand, and let her rest.
"I'll sleep for a bit then." Fu Wenwen nodded, slowly closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
By the time Fu Wenwen woke up, they had already arrived in Jiangcheng. Lu Cheng Sen, afraid Fu Wenwen hadn't slept enough, had deliberately slowed down.
It was nearly noon when they reached Jiangcheng.
Fu Wenwen decided to take Lu Cheng Sen back to her parents' home for lunch.
As they drove to the apartment building, a group of aunts saw the car and swarmed over.
"Oh my! It's Wenwen! We thought it was someone else..."
Aunt Zhong's interest immediately waned upon seeing Fu Wenwen.
Fu Wenwen asked curiously, "Oh? Has anyone else driven back recently?"
"Of course! You remember Liu Zihua, right? He drove back with Su Xiaoxiao a while ago! And brought a lot of things for the Su family!" Aunt Liu gossiped.
"The Su family is acting like they've won the lottery now, looking down on everyone with their noses in the air every day," Aunt Zhong sneered.
Fu Wenwen raised an eyebrow, too awkward to tell them that Liu Zihua was already in hell.
But she supposed it was all for Su Xiaoxiao's facade.
"Is that so? Well, let them be proud. After all, it's fake, so they can't truly enjoy it." Fu Wenwen smiled at Aunt Liu.
"What are you talking about, girl? Su Xiaoxiao has so much money now, it doesn't seem fake?" Aunt Zhong and Aunt Liu thought Fu Wenwen was just being stubborn.
"Aunties, whether I'm joking or not, you'll know in a couple of days." Fu Wenwen didn't explain, merely telling them to wait and see.
Without the Wei family, without Liu Zihua, no one could back her up anymore. She wanted to see what kind of waves Su Xiaoxiao could still create.
Seeing Fu Wenwen speak so confidently, the two aunts exchanged glances and decided to wait and see.
Fu Wenwen and Lu Cheng Sen reached the door of her home and heard her mother crying inside.
"Fu Wenxuan, how could you do this!" Fu's mother rarely cried, and Fu Wenwen's eyes sharpened.
Her mother crying like this must mean her brother had done something to make her so angry.
"Brother! What did you do to make Mom cry?" Fu Wenwen opened the door with a spare key and asked Fu Wenxuan as soon as she entered.
She had expected Fu Wenxuan to be standing, but it was her mother who was standing, holding a chair, while Fu Wenxuan was curled up on the floor, looking at Fu Wenwen pitifully.
"Uh... Mom, why don't you put the chair down first?" Fu Wenwen stepped forward and took the chair from Fu's mother.
Fu's mother, who was still angry, saw Lu Cheng Sen behind Fu Wenwen and let out a light cough, trying to regain her gentle demeanor.
"Ahem, I'm not usually like this, Cheng Sen."
"Mom, I understand." Lu Cheng Sen's lips thinned as he feigned composure.
Isn't this just like Fu Wenwen? Truly her mother's daughter.
Lu Cheng Sen remembered the first time he saw Fu Wenwen, she had also been holding a chair, ready to hit someone...
Same face, same fierceness.
It would be unbelievable if they weren't related by blood.
"What did you do again to upset Mom?" Fu Wenwen looked at her brother, Fu Wenxuan. Fu Wenxuan cautiously glanced at Fu's mother and told Fu Wenwen.
"I told Mom that I don't want to be promoted, I want to resign." Fu Wenxuan's answer was indeed unexpected for Fu Wenwen.
"Brother, you want to start a business?" Fu Wenwen thought of Chu Yao and looked at Fu Wenxuan.
"...No." Hearing Chu Yao's name, Fu Wenxuan's heart tightened, but he still shook his head.
"It's not 'no'! Looking at you, do you think we'd believe you if you said that!" Fu's mother said angrily.
"If you like her, then go after her! If you don't marry the person you love, what's the difference between you and a walking corpse in the future?"
"Hiding at home all day, who are you hiding from!"
"Look at your son's spinelessness. He likes someone but wants to let her go, and then cries in hiding." Fu's mother was furious with her son's unpromising behavior, truly angered to death.
"Mom, Brother just doesn't want to delay the girl!" Fu Wenwen tugged at Fu's mother, trying to pacify her.
"I'm planning to leave Jiangcheng and see what's out there." Fu Wenxuan looked at Fu's mother and said cautiously.
"My plans were something I discussed with Lu Cheng Sen earlier, and he supports me too!" Fu Wenxuan, fearing Fu's mother's anger, pulled Lu Cheng Sen into it.
"Yes, but I said a few years later." Lu Cheng Sen felt Fu's mother's and Fu Wenwen's gazes fall on him and immediately betrayed Fu Wenxuan.
"You..." Fu Wenxuan pointed at Lu Cheng Sen in shock.
"You unrighteous brat."
"What's righteousness compared to a wife?"
Lu Cheng Sen said without hesitation.
"Where do you want to go? I don't object to you going out, but like Cheng Sen said, in a couple more years!" Fu's mother looked at her son, Fu Wenxuan, and sighed lightly.
"Every man needs to see the world at some point. I won't stop you, but this is a sensitive time. Don't go now."
Fu Jing liked reading newspapers, and Fu's mother gradually started paying attention to current affairs. She knew that policies were changing, so she couldn't persuade him too much.
Heartbreak was the hardest to heal, and she didn't want to see her son heartbroken over love.
"Mom." Fu Wenxuan hadn't expected Fu's mother to agree and looked at her in disbelief.
"You've grown up. I can't control you forever! If you want to go, then go! But in a couple of years!" Fu's mother said, but her fingers were like pliers, fiercely pinching Fu Wenxuan's waist.
"Ah..." Fu Wenxuan's face changed drastically, and he cried out in pain.