Yi Hansheng and Jiang Fuyue froze in unison.
Should they open the door or not?
Clearly, Yici had no intention of stopping. “Old man, what are you up to in there?”
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow. “He calls you ‘old man’?”
“……” Dignity instantly lost.
In the end, Yi Hansheng opened the door.
Yici strode in casually, carrying a sleek black-and-gold drone in his hand. “What’s going on? I knocked for ages, and you didn’t answer. Anyone would think you were up to something shady.”
Yi Hansheng: “……”
“Cool, right? This drone is awesome, isn’t it?” Yici waved it deliberately to ensure Yi Hansheng noticed. “Guess who gave it to me? Your future —” daughter-in-law.
Before he could finish, he abruptly stopped mid-sentence.
Standing in the middle of the study, Yici suddenly noticed Jiang Fuyue sitting on the couch. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
For a moment, he was struck speechless. Then he found his voice: “Why are you here?!”
His shock, disbelief, and confusion were palpable.
Jiang Fuyue was about to respond, but Yi Hansheng beat her to it. “I’m just having a conversation with Classmate Jiang here.”
Yici immediately tensed up. “About what?” His gaze turned cautious, with a hint of warning. “Dad, don’t try anything!”
He assumed Yi Hansheng had realized his feelings for Jiang Fuyue and was trying to scare her off.
After all, back in kindergarten, his childhood sweetheart stopped playing with him after just two words from his dad.
Yi Hansheng had been unfairly blamed for years.
All he did was ask the little girl, “How old are you? What’s your name?”
But she had burst into tears, wailing uncontrollably.
To this day, Yi Hansheng couldn’t figure out what went wrong. Did he really look that intimidating? He refused to believe it.
Yici turned to Jiang Fuyue with a smile. “Wait for me, alright?”
Then, dragging his father to the side, he said, “Old man, if you’ve got a problem, take it up with me! Don’t pick on her!”
Yi Hansheng: “?”
Him? Pick on someone?
Yici sighed, exasperated. “I get it, you don’t like her. But she’s my classmate, at least show some basic decency.”
Yi Hansheng replied seriously, “No, I like her a lot.”
Yici: “?” Since when did the old man learn to use sarcastic reverse psychology?
Yi Hansheng spread his hands and shrugged. These days, even speaking the truth gets you misunderstood. His foolish son really wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed.
It reminded him of Lou Mingyue. She had always admired smart people.
Back when he and Ling Qingzhou were chosen for a certain project, it was apparently because they exuded an air of intelligence.
That was her exact reasoning.
Thinking about it this way, clearly, he had the upper hand!
Yi Hansheng’s confidence was instantly restored.
At this moment, Yici had already walked over to Jiang Fuyue and, lowering his voice, asked softly, “My dad didn’t give you a hard time, did he?”
Jiang Fuyue shook her head. “No.”
“That’s good, that’s good.”
“When did you come upstairs? I thought you’d already left…”
“About fifteen minutes ago.”
“Oh, okay.” Yici nodded.
Jiang Fuyue stood up. “We’re done talking, so I’ll be leaving now.”
“I’ll see you out!”
Father and son spoke in unison.
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
“No need, I’ll go on my own.”
Ten minutes later, Jiang Fuyue walked out of the Yi family’s gates and got into a taxi. “To the city hospital.”
There was still time. She planned to visit Zhong Ziang, who was hospitalized, and deliver his homework while she was at it.
At the same time, back in the study—
Yici was sitting on the sofa, coincidentally the same spot where Jiang Fuyue had just been sitting, staring blankly into space.
Yi Hansheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Jiang Fuyue’s taxi drive away before turning back around.
“What are you still doing here? There are guests downstairs. Aren’t you going to entertain them?”
Life wasn’t easy—especially when your own father didn’t appreciate you.
Yici snapped out of his daze. “Old man, something feels off… What could you and Jiang Fuyue possibly have to talk about? And you even called her to your study specifically?”
Yi Hansheng thought to himself: Oh, now he realizes. Isn’t it a little late for that?
But, taking into account his son’s lifelong deficiency in brainpower, he decided to show some paternal patience.
Sigh. Being a father is tough.
“Of course, we talked about what needed to be discussed.”
Yici frowned. “What exactly needed to be discussed? You didn’t warn her to stay away from me, did you? Or—did you try to pay her off with a check?!”
Yi Hansheng shot him a sideways glance. “Son, do you need me to find a psychiatrist to check your brain?”
Yici: “……” Duck not needed!
“Be honest. Do you have feelings for Jiang Fuyue?”
“…What?”
“Don’t play dumb. Just say yes or no.”
Yici’s eyes sparkled, and a faint blush crept up his cheeks. “Uh… why are you suddenly asking something like that?”
Although he didn’t admit it outright, with his bashful “shy little bride” demeanor, what was there for Yi Hansheng not to understand?
In that moment, his emotions became a tangled mess.
His son… had feelings for that person.
But upon further thought, it wasn’t surprising at all.
Lou Mingyue had always possessed a magnetic charm that captivated people. Back in the day, hadn’t he himself felt his heart race, unable to tear his gaze away from her?
That was attraction—
Not love, nor could it immediately qualify as “like.” It was more of an involuntary pull, a state of yearning that arose just by seeing her.
It made the heart race and the mind wander uncontrollably.
Over the years, Yi Hansheng had often reflected on what his feelings for Lou Mingyue truly were.
Gratitude? Affection? Admiration? Adoration?
Or something else entirely?
Unfortunately, he still didn’t have an answer.
But one thing was crystal clear—what drew him to Lou Mingyue was her strength.
The strength of a woman!
Now do you understand why so many people are drawn to Sister Yue?
It’s not because she’s a Mary Sue, but because even men admire strength.
Think about Ling Xuan, Yici, Zhong Ziang, and Lin Shumo—every single one of them was captivated by her strength.
That’s why Xie Dog is special. After all, he doesn’t think Yue Yue is strong at all, haha!
He said was it “gratitude, affection, admiration, adoration”. It’s all of those and some things don’t need to be defined.