12dz Chapter 144 Good morning, Mrs. Fu
Chapter 144 Good morning, Mrs. Fu
Fu Shengyang, downstairs, looked up at the silhouette of that dark figure.
The room light shone on her, even though her face was not clearly visible.
Fu Shengyang could imagine that her clear, water-like eyes were full of apology.
An Xiaoyue doesn't have the habit of carrying a mobile phone. Besides studying, reading, and practicing yoga, she does other things.
She only checks her phone messages before dinner; otherwise, if the phone doesn't ring, she almost forgets about it.
Fu Shengyang snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction, "I'll put it in your ledger next time."
"I will definitely carry my phone with me at all times during this period. I will charge it at night and carry it with me during the day," An Xiaoyue assured her confidently.
How do you feel about spending time with your family?
Fu Shengyang changed the subject, wanting to know how she had been doing without him by her side for the past half day.
When Fu Shengyang asked this question, An Xiaoyue actually had an insight to share with him.
"Only today did I realize that I don't condone suffering, but after suffering, I feel fortunate to have survived and happy to be together. The meaning of suffering is probably just to serve as a control group."
That's not what Fu Shengyang wanted to hear. "So, did you miss me today?"
His voice was deep and magnetic as he coaxed An Xiaoyue into giving him the answer he wanted to hear.
An Xiaoyue lived up to Fu Shengyang's expectations, saying, "I've thought about it many times, even while brushing my teeth just now."
Her honesty put Fu Shengyang in a great mood.
His low laughter rang out again, and an orange light suddenly shone in front of the Leng family's gate, dispelling the surrounding darkness that was a meter deep.
Both people on either end of the phone paused.
Clearly, neither of them expected there to be a voice-activated nightlight at the Leng family's door.
When An Xiaoyue saw Fu Shengyang dressed in all black, her heart jumped into her throat.
Are my uncle and aunt asleep?
Could someone have overheard their conversation?
He looked up, his gaze greedily fixed on the second floor of the villa.
Upstairs, An Xiaoyue used the light from her phone screen to illuminate her face so that Fu Shengyang could see her clearly.
Because Sheng Yang said he wanted to see her.
In just ten seconds, both of them saw the person they wanted to see, their wishes fulfilled, and they were completely satisfied.
Fu Shengyang's figure disappeared into the darkness once again.
An Xiaoyue asked the question that had been bothering her, "How did you know I was staying in this room?"
"Because it's close to the street."
An Xiaoyue was puzzled. What did being near the street have to do with her living in this room? "I don't understand."
"The Leng family is a family of doctors, so they definitely value sleep quality and health, and go to bed early at night," Fu Shengyang explained gently in a low voice.
“They go to bed early, but others go to bed late, so there will inevitably be noise that affects their sleep. They must all live in quiet rooms. This room facing the street naturally becomes an empty room, where guests stay occasionally.”
When An Xiaoyue heard him say that, she realized what he meant.
Her room was downstairs from the Leng family's kitchen; none of the other members of the Leng family had rooms on this side.
The third floor is also an attic with windows facing inwards, where Leng Fang lives.
"You're very observant, that's impressive," An Xiaoyue praised him.
“Otherwise, how could I be seeing you now?” Fu Shengyang’s tone was quite proud.
An Xiaoyue: "It was premeditated."
In the darkness, Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow and did not deny it, "Hmm."
An Xiaoyue stared at the light. He had been sitting in the car for more than two hours, and now he was standing in the night breeze chatting with him.
She felt sorry for Sheng Yang and didn't want him to continue being exposed to the wind.
"It's very late, you should go home."
"An Xiaoyue." Fu Shengyang didn't respond to her words, but suddenly called her full name.
An Xiaoyue felt inexplicably nervous, her fingers gripping her phone tightly.
"What's wrong?" She pretended to be calm, afraid that he would refuse and say something, and turned the night light back on.
Suddenly, someone downstairs said, "Good morning, Mrs. Fu."
An Xiaoyue chided, "It's not even dawn yet."
"It's a new day, wishing you a wonderful and happy day in advance."
"Okay." An Xiaoyue's heart floated up gently; she was already very happy.
She sleeps very well if she chats with Sheng Yang before bed.
What are your plans for tomorrow?
"I'll take Grandpa out for a walk. I'm busy the day after tomorrow, and there's an event at the mall the day after that. It's the last day of my holiday, so I hope to take Mom and Dad to the airport and pick you up from school."
Fu Shengyang finished reporting his vacation plans in one go.
It was as if the holiday was over once he finished speaking. On the way back to Fuyuan, Xiaoyue would sit in his car.
"You have to work even on holidays, you're so pitiful." An Xiaoyue said, trying to sound relaxed.
Fu Shengyang followed up on her words, "Yes, there's no Mrs. Fu at home yet."
"You should go back to sleep." An Xiaoyue was afraid that if she continued talking like this, it would be dawn.
I never noticed before how well they could talk.
Fu Shengyang: "Okay, you go in and go to sleep first, I'll drive away."
An Xiaoyue: "You drive off first."
Fu Shengyang: "You go first."
An Xiaoyue: "Go back to the bed a little further away, you go first."
Fu Shengyang's laughter rang out again, "As soon as my car starts and your room light is still on, everyone will know that Mr. Fu is missing his wife and is rushing to see her in the middle of the night."
An Xiaoyue smiled; how come he suddenly knew how to say such pleasant things?
However, he has a point; the sound of the car starting will definitely turn on the small nightlight in front of the Leng family's house.
"wait."
After saying that, she turned around and turned off the room lights, then went back to the balcony and asked Fu Shengyang downstairs on her phone, "Can we leave now?"
Fu Shengyang: "Sleep well, Mrs. Fu."
Before long, the sound of a car starting could be heard downstairs, and the Leng family's front door was illuminated by car headlights and night lights.
An Xiaoyue waved to Fu Shengyang and drove away.
Only when her vision was blocked and darkness enveloped her again did she turn around, close the balcony door, and pull the covers over her head to sleep.
An Xiaoyue hugged the pillow, her mind replaying the conversation between the two of them.
Why didn't she think of the voice-activated night light that would be turned on by the sound of a car starting?
Why does my brain seem a bit silly?
However, Sheng Yang also said:
Good morning, Mrs. Fu.
Have a wonderful and happy day.
"Mr. Fu missed his wife so much that he rushed to see her late at night."
How could he say such sweet words so easily?
Furthermore, he waited for her downstairs for more than two hours late at night, just to see her.
Such behavior is completely inconsistent with his status as a business tycoon.
But it was indeed him who did it.
An Xiaoyue's heart was like a balloon, filled up with these sweet words, floating lightly in the air.