CHAPTER 392: CHAPTER 220 UNHAPPY

Qing University had over a hundred years of history, with numerous ancient buildings within the campus, and the main campus today had been expanded on its original foundation.

Most of the original buildings had been preserved.

Thus, walking around the campus one could see towering ancient trees, pavilions, terraces, and towers hidden amongst them, all blanketed in a vast expanse of white snow, presenting a unique charm.

Shu Wan was quite fond of enjoying snowy landscapes, but at this moment, as she walked on the campus path, she was distracted and didn’t notice the scenery beside her.

Soon, Shu Wan passed through West Garden and arrived at the Southwest Gate.

All the way, Shu Wan hadn’t really been thinking about anything, her mind as vacant as if it were in a void, until a gust of cold wind blew and she suddenly came to her senses.

She glanced at the gate in front of her, furrowed her brows in confusion over her own actions, and turned around, prepared to leave.

Just then, a corner of a suit appeared behind the door, and seeing the fabric and the cut, Shu Wan knew it was Fu Siyu.

Thinking that Fu Siyu knew she had come and that it would seem intentional if she left now,

she advanced to meet him, watching as that glimpse of suit grew larger and larger, until finally, a dazzlingly beautiful woman emerged from behind the door.

In this bitterly cold winter, she wore a white plum blossoming snow-patterned cheongsam, her long hair draped over her shoulders, a vision of grace and charm.

Yet, at this moment, what attracted countless gazes besides her beauty, was the suit draped over her.

On the road were many who had attended the lecture, who naturally recognized that this beautiful woman was wearing the very suit Fu Siyu had been wearing just a moment ago.

"Isn’t that Fu Siyu’s clothing? How come it’s on her? Could she be the legendary wife of Fu Siyu?"

"How could that be? I know this reporter, Fang Yuan from the Imperial TV Station; I haven’t heard that she got married. And besides, with so many suits, couldn’t it just be one with a similar style?"

"No way, look at the brooch in front of her, the same one that Fu Siyu was wearing during the lecture."

"Really? It seems these tycoons all create fake personas of loving husbands, but who knows what they’re really playing at behind the scenes."

The voices of the discussion weren’t soft, inevitably reaching Fang Yuan’s ears.

But she seemed indifferent to the discussions, even looking somewhat smug, she gathered the suit about her and slightly lifted her red lips, basking in the attention of the crowd.

Suddenly, she noticed something and looked towards Shu Wan.

As someone in the media industry, Fang Yuan was of course aware of Shu Wan, a person who naturally attracted news heat.

Seeing Shu Wan standing quietly, radiating devastating beauty without a word, Fang Yuan’s eyes flickered with a hint of darkness.

The cold wind howled, and the snow that had stopped all day now began to float down again. Even if she wanted to continue showing off her beauty, Fang Yuan was starting to struggle against the conditions.

She looked around, noticing many people taking photos of her with their phones, and feeling like there shouldn’t be any problems, she gathered her clothes and got into a car.

At that moment, Shu Wan’s phone rang; it was a call from Fu Siyu, "I’m finished here, I’ll wait for you at the side entrance."

"Mm."

Shu Wan responded and then hung up the phone.

On the other end, Fu Siyu’s brow twitched imperceptibly as he heard the tone of the phone, feeling somehow that something was amiss.

Shu Wan was quite a distance from the side entrance, and with the snowy roads being slippery, she walked slowly, taking about ten minutes to meet up with Fu Siyu.

Once in the car, Shu Wan instinctively glanced at Fu Siyu’s clothing; he was now wearing a dark blue coat.

"What’s wrong?"

Noticing Shu Wan’s gaze, Fu Siyu looked down to see if there was an issue, "What’s wrong? Is the coat not to your liking?"

Shu Wan’s eyes flickered, "No, it’s nothing. I just thought the suit you were wearing earlier looked quite good, why didn’t you keep wearing it?"

"I just changed into a new one because the last one got dirty."

"Oh."

Shu Wan responded indifferently, without saying anything more.

Although Shu Wan’s expression was as usual, Fu Siyu couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. He glanced at Shu Wan and was about to say something when the phone rang.

It was a call from Qin Lv. Considering Qin Lv’s strong capabilities, he rarely reached out to Fu Siyu after work hours; guessing that something might have occurred, Fu Siyu answered the call.

On the other side, Shu Wan poured herself a cup of tea, deliberately adding half a cup of cold water. The tepid water flowed down her throat but failed to quell the restlessness in her heart.

It felt as if something was lightly lodged at the back of her throat, causing a sense of dull oppression.

Unconsciously, Shu Wan’s gaze fell upon Fu Siyu’s coat once more.

She felt a bit unhappy.

Shu Wan knew that even tangible evidence could be deceptive at times; even if the blazer and lapel pin seemed to belong to Fu Siyu, it was possible for someone to manufacture a falsehood if they were so inclined.

To unravel this mystery was simple—she just needed to directly ask Fu Siyu.

The issue was, she couldn’t bring herself to speak.

Under the weight of such conflicted emotions, her mood grew increasingly gloomy.

Then, after Fu Siyu finished the phone call, he noticed that Shu Wan’s complexion seemed much grimmer than before.

It was rare for Shu Wan to visibly express her emotions, and it was even rarer for Fu Siyu to see such a somber look on her face.

Fu Siyu furrowed his brow, "Did something happen? You don’t look too happy."

"It’s nothing."

Shu Wan also felt that her emotional state had come out of nowhere. She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and smiled at Fu Siyu.

But Fu Siyu’s frown deepened; however, Shu Wan was unwilling to talk, so he simply acknowledged with a word, not asking further.

Back at the estate, Shu Wan didn’t really feel like having dinner, so she informed Fu Siyu and then returned to her room.

Fu Yang happened to come downstairs and brushed past Shu Wan. He raised his hand to greet her, and Shu Wan nodded at him, prompting Fu Yang to frown subconsciously.

It was only after Shu Wan’s figure disappeared on the second floor that Fu Yang turned around. Looking down from his higher vantage point at Fu Siyu standing in the living room, he asked, "Did you upset her? What’s wrong with her?"

"You noticed too?"

"Don’t state the obvious, I’m not blind," Fu Yang clicked his tongue, "What did you do to her? Upset her like this."

"I don’t know." Fu Siyu’s voice lowered a bit, "She won’t say."

"Pfft," Fu Yang snickered, "Aren’t you quite capable? How come you made her so upset without even knowing why?"

"Why don’t you ask her?"

"I’m not going to." Fu Yang waved his hand dismissively, "Whoever caused the problem is responsible for it."

"I can buy you that car you wanted first."

Fu Yang’s eyebrows lifted slightly, "Deal."

"Don’t just directly ask—"

Before Fu Siyu could finish speaking, Fu Yang cut him off, "Do I need you to tell me? You think I’m as clueless as you?"

He certainly had his own ways.

Half an hour later, Fu Yang managed to borrow Lin Man’s WeChat account.