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The moonlight gently spilled over the surface of the sea, shimmering like scattered diamonds. Fu Zhenting held my hand as we returned to the hotel room. A faint scent of roses filled the air, and the soft lighting created a warm and romantic atmosphere. He gently embraced me, my head resting against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, enveloped by an unprecedented sense of security.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains as I opened my eyes to see Fu Zhenting sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his phone.
"What are you doing?" I rubbed my eyes and asked sleepily.
He turned his head and smiled gently. "Booking plane tickets; we're going back today."
"Oh." I nodded, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do your parents know... about our remarriage?"
"I haven't told them yet." He set down his phone and walked over to the bed, lightly stroking my hair. "Let's tell them together when we get back, okay?"
I nodded softly. "Okay."
He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead. "I'm going to take a shower; you can sleep a little longer."
I watched him walk into the bathroom, a smile unconsciously spreading across my face.
After he finished washing up, Fu Zhenting called his parents to arrange for their pick-up while I packed our bags in the room.
"Zhen Ting," I asked while folding clothes, "you mentioned before that you went bankrupt. Is that true?"
He emerged from the bathroom, towel in hand drying his hair. Upon hearing my question, he paused, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes.
“ Jiayi,” he said as he stepped closer, taking a deep breath. “I lied to you.”
I froze, the clothes in my hands dropping to the ground. “Lied to me? What do you mean?”
He wrapped his arms around me. “I’m not bankrupt. I’m the heir of Fu Group.”
I looked up at him, disbelief written all over my face. “Fu Group? That’s…”
“I know it’s hard to believe,” he interrupted, “I’ve been hiding my true identity because…” He paused, seemingly gathering his thoughts. “Because I didn’t want you to think I was with you for your money.”
“But…” I still found it hard to accept. “Then why pretend to be bankrupt?”
“Because I wanted to know if you would still choose me when you had nothing,” he said, his gaze sincere as he looked into my eyes. “I wanted to know if you loved me for who I am or for my wealth.”
I fell silent, his words stirring a whirlwind of emotions within me. It turned out he had been quietly protecting me, proving my love for him in his own way.
“You fool,” he gently brushed my nose with his finger. “Now that you know the truth, will you still choose me?”
I threw myself into his embrace, holding him tightly. “Of course! Whether you’re a millionaire or broke, I love you for who you are!”
He held me close, resting his chin on my head as we stood there in silence, savoring each other’s warmth.
After returning to the city, Fu Zhenting’s parents were already waiting for us at the airport. As soon as we disembarked, I spotted the two elderly figures standing at the arrival gate, their faces beaming with kind smiles.
“Dad, Mom.” Fu Zhenting held my hand as we approached my parents.
“Uncle, Aunt.” I greeted them a bit nervously.
Mother Fu grabbed my hand and looked me up and down. “ Jiayi, you’re finally back! We’ve all been looking forward to your return!”
I was a bit taken aback. “Aunt…”
“Don’t be silly, call me Mom!” Mother Fu said warmly, patting my hand. “From now on, consider this your home. Feel free to do whatever you like, don’t hold back!”
Father Fu smiled and added, “Yes, Jiayi, welcome home!”
Looking at the kind smiles of the two elders warmed my heart.
“Let’s go home!” Fu Zhenting said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders as our family of four happily walked toward the parking lot. The sunlight bathed us in warmth, filling my heart with happiness and hope. I linked my arm with Fu Zhenting’s and followed his parents out of the airport, stepping into our new life.
I quietly tightened my grip around Fu Zhenting’s arm, my cheek unconsciously resting against his warm shoulder. Fu Zhenting glanced at me, a slight smile on his lips as he tightened his hold on my hand.
Mother Fu noticed our little gestures and teased us with a smile, “Look at this young couple; they’re as sweet as honey!”
I felt my cheeks flush and lowered my head shyly. Fu Zhenting, however, unabashedly pulled me closer and said to his parents, “Mom, we’re already very affectionate.”
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