Shi Yang was sitting directly opposite Fu Jingchuan. When he raised his eyes and saw Fu Jingchuan's cold handsome face, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and became reserved.
Yan Yao obviously noticed Shiyang's change and turned around worriedly to ask her, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
His voice was kept low, and others did not hear him. They only saw the worry that could not be hidden in his eyes when he looked at Shiyang.
Tang Shaoyu couldn't help but glance at Yan Yao, suddenly a little unsure of his judgment.
He couldn't help turning his head to look at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan didn't seem to notice. He was already looking at the stage that was about to be prepared, his face was very calm.
But the long fingers pressing on the teacup...
Tang Shaoyu glanced at his somewhat white knuckles, and couldn't help but look at Shiyang.
Shiyang lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look at Fu Jingchuan. He just shook his head politely at Yan Yao: "It's okay."
After saying that, he picked up the tea cup and sipped it in small sips.
The entire table fell into a strange atmosphere.
Fortunately, the ribbon-cutting ceremony is about to begin.
After Ling Zhendong greeted the others with a smile, they turned to Fu Jingchuan and invited him to come on stage.
Fu Jingchuan nodded lightly and followed Ling Zhendong on stage.
Also invited to the stage was Yan Yao.
When Fu Jingchuan stood up and left, Tang Shaoyu obviously saw Shiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingers on the teacup relaxed slightly.
Tang Shaoyu looked at Shiyang with a smile: "You are still afraid of Lao Fu."
Shiyang smiled awkwardly: "No."
"It's normal, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Tang Shaoyu said with a smile, "I've known him for so many years, and there are very few people who are not reserved in front of him. He has been like this since he was a child, so he basically didn't have any friends when he was a child."
Shiyang's smile froze, and she couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan on the stage.
He had already reached the stage and was shaking hands and greeting others who were also on stage. He looked humble and polite, but he could not hide his strong aura.
Tang Shaoyu also glanced at Fu Jingchuan on the stage and continued: "So do you know why the young Shen Yu was different to him? She was the only one who was not afraid of him and always guarded him firmly."
Shiyang glanced at him and didn't answer.
Tang Shaoyu also looked at her. He didn't know if he remembered Shen Yu when he was a child or something, but his eyes were a little nostalgic:
"Lao Fu's mother died of illness when he was seven years old. His mother loved him very much, and he loved his mother very much, so his mother's death was a big blow to him. He became withdrawn and unsociable, and he didn't What kind of friend is he? He stays alone in the room every day and never comes out. Only little Shen Yu takes the trouble to accompany him every day, talk to him, and make him happy. He doesn't want to talk, so she stays with him quietly. He refuses to eat, so she She just went hungry with him, and if anyone laughed at him for not having a mother, she would get angry and quarrel with others..."
"It can be said that it was Xiao Shen Yu who accompanied Old Fu through the darkest years."
Tang Shaoyu looked at Shiyang as he spoke, only to see tears glistening in Shiyang's eyes. His whole figure was separated by a layer of fog, and his eyes were in a trance.
Tang Shaoyu couldn't help but called her worriedly: "Vivian?"
Shi Yang came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly at him, and asked him belatedly: "His mother... died when he was seven years old?"
Tang Shaoyu frowned: "Don't you know?"
Shiyang shook his head in embarrassment: "We have never discussed this topic."
Tang Shaoyu: "..."
"You don't know that Fang Wanqing is not Fu Jingchuan's biological mother, do you?" He asked uncertainly.
Shi Yang was even more embarrassed, but still shook his head.
Tang Shaoyu: "..."
Shiyang also felt extremely embarrassed. She didn't know whether this was her problem or Fu Jingchuan's.
She knew that Fu Jingchuan and Fang Wanqing were not as close as other mothers and sons, but she just thought it was due to Fu Jingchuan's temperament and never thought about it.
Fu Jingchuan doesn't like to talk about his family, and neither does she, especially when she knows that her family is unreliable and Fu Jingchuan's parents don't like her either.
Apart from briefly introducing who is in my family when I get married, and occasionally going back to visit and have a meal during holidays, there is basically no interaction between them, and I don't deliberately talk about my family's situation.
Although Fang Wanqing often came to her and Fu Jingchuan's home, her bossing around her had no sense of proportion like a stepmother's. On the contrary, she was more like her biological mother than her biological mother, so Shiyang never thought about it in other ways.
"On the anniversary of his mother's death, didn't he let you go to worship with him?"
Tang Shaoyu asked tentatively.
Shiyang shook his head, feeling a little sad for no reason. He couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
He never asked her to accompany him to visit his biological mother. I don't know if this is another sense of not recognizing her as his wife.
Or rather, he knew at that time that he and her would not last long.
Tang Shaoyu also guessed from Shiyang's expression that he might have said the wrong thing, and added with a dry smile: "When Lao Fu just passed away, he refused to pay homage to his mother, so what did he say on the day when his mother was buried?" He refused to go, and kept crying and shouting that his mother was not dead. Maybe he couldn't get over this hurdle, so he didn't go to worship."
Shiyang also forced a smile and didn't answer.
She didn't know if Fu Jingchuan had been there.
But Fu Jingchuan will not go during Qingming Festival.
His eyes couldn't help but move to Fu Jingchuan on the stage.
Fu Jingchuan's face has returned to its usual calmness, and he is looking calmly at Ling Zhendong who is speaking. His cold face shows the calmness and reason she is familiar with.
She had never seen Fu Jingchuan look down and out, but she had also experienced loneliness and helplessness when she was young. She could imagine how helpless and helpless 7-year-old Fu Jingchuan was.
Therefore, Xiao Shen Yu's company and waiting at that time were extremely precious to him.
She was the only warmth and light in his dark world. Even though she was young, that warmth was engraved in her bones, just like Fu Jingchuan she met when she was seventeen years old. Fu Jingchuan meant the same to her that year, so She could understand the meaning of little Shen Yu to him.
