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Chapter 264 Fu Chengli suddenly felt a real sense of home.
Ye Rao noticed that An Ying remained silent on the other end of the phone for a long time.
She assumed her best friend was still caught up in the complicated relationship with Fu Chengli, so she offered her comfort:
"Baozi, don't rush. You'll find love and family. Take it one step at a time. Mr. Gu is such a reasonable person; he shouldn't make things difficult for you..."
Suddenly, An Ying's hurried voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Ye Rao! Do you remember when I moved, I brought a key with me? It's the one my adoptive mother left me!"
Ye Rao was taken aback, and the shape of a delicate bronze key appeared in her mind.
I do remember, but why did the topic change so quickly?
Ye Rao: "I remember, what's wrong?"
An Ying asked anxiously, "Where did I put it?"
Ye Rao tilted her head back and recalled for a moment: "It seems to have been put into a transparent storage box..."
An Ying: "I remember putting it in a box, but I can't find it no matter how hard I look."
Ye Rao asked in confusion, "I saw you put it away carefully and put it in the storage box, how could it be gone?"
An Ying was on the verge of tears: "It's over, it's really gone."
Ye Rao: "Look again, in every corner of the walk-in closet. Maybe it's hidden somewhere..."
An Ying slumped to the ground, utterly exhausted: "No, I've searched the entire walk-in closet, but it's still not there."
Ye Rao wanted to offer comfort, but didn't know how to start.
Regardless of whether that key was a family heirloom or not, it was at least the last thing An Ying's adoptive mother left her before she passed away.
She would definitely be very upset if she lost it.
Ye Rao: "Think carefully again, has anyone been in your walk-in closet...?"
An Ying suddenly remembered someone.
Fu Chengli.
Only him.
On the day Yin Mei accidentally stumbled upon her and Fu Chengli having dinner at home together.
In a moment of desperation, she shoved Fu Chengli into the dressing room to hide from Yin Mei that time.
Could it be him...?
Why did he secretly take the key?
Take away this crucial piece of evidence that helped her and Gu Qingwen recognize each other?
Gu Qingwen's words seemed to echo in my ears again.
"If he knew you were my sister and deliberately hid it from you and deceived you, would you still like him so much?"
An Ying sat weakly on the floor, leaning against the wall, her knees bent and her arms loosely draped over her knees.
She buried her head in her arms.
why.
Why did he lie to her?
Since that meal, so much time has passed, and he hasn't revealed a single word about it.
When did he realize that her identity was not right?
Perhaps, much longer ago...
When exactly did it start?!
A chill suddenly ran down An Ying's spine.
She felt that she could no longer understand this man at all.
Ye Rao said anxiously, "An Ying? An Ying, say something! Did you faint from fright? If you're not feeling well, do you want me to come and keep you company?"
An Ying hung her head and whispered, "I'm fine."
Ye Rao breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you remember who it was?"
An Ying: "Fu Chengli."
Ye Rao was stunned.
After a long silence, she finally spoke softly, "You...why don't you separate from him for a few days and come stay with me? Let's give each other some space."
An Ying hummed in agreement.
Ye Rao sighed: "Well, there's something else I haven't asked you yet."
An Ying: "Go ahead."
Ye Rao: "When you were hospitalized in Yecheng, you asked me to find you a place. This place has been empty. Do you still want it?"
An Ying's voice was soft, but her tone was resolute.
"need."
I'm moving.
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When Fu Chengli woke up, there was no one beside him.
An Ying has disappeared.
He suddenly rolled out of bed, and the clothes scattered on the floor were missing An Ying's few pieces.
She went out?
Fu Chengli's heart clenched instantly.
No way....
Did she just leave him after sleeping with him?
Fu Chengli didn't care about anything else, grabbed a bathrobe and put it on, then pushed open the door and went out.
Stepping out of the second-floor bedroom, the scene before him stunned him.
The living room and dining room were both lit with warm yellow lights.
He followed the warm atmosphere downstairs.
On the kitchen stove, hot soup was bubbling away.
The food smelled delicious.
An Ying, wearing an apron around her waist, was busy in the kitchen.
Hearing the noise behind her, she turned around, looked at him, and smiled faintly.
"you're awake?"
Fu Chengli raised his hand and rubbed his messy hair, which he had just woken up from sleep.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
He walked behind An Ying and put his arm around her waist.
He rested his head on her shoulder.
He buried his face in her neck.
The warm breath tickled her ears.
An Ying nudged her with her elbow: "It itches, don't touch it."
He's holding me too tightly; I can't push him away.
Fu Chengli bit her ear: "When I woke up, I was the only one in bed. I thought you were gone. You little ingrate, you slept with me and now you want to run away?"
An Ying stared intently at the bubbling steam in the pot.
Fu Chengli took a few deep breaths of the sweet fragrance emanating from the person in his arms, and turned his head to look at the fragrant food on the stove.
He chuckled softly, "This is what home feels like."
An Ying maintained her faint smile and replied indifferently, "Is that so?"
When Fu Chengli lived alone before, he was used to turning on the small lamp in the corner.
Compared to the spacious living room, the dim light from the small lamp in the corner made the whole house seem cold and deserted.
Even if she returned to the Fu family, she would either be chased by Old Master Fu urging her to get married and have children, or by Fu Haidong urging her to invest in business.
When they disagree with Fu Haidong, the father and son even get into fights.
And he also had to put up with Gao Lu's underhanded tactics from time to time.
Things are different now.
Holding your beloved in your arms.
There was a steaming bowl of food on the table.
The once deserted house has become warm and inviting.
In the future, they will have children and a bigger house.
There are many, many more possibilities.
Fu Chengli suddenly felt a real sense of "home".
He turned An Ying over, picked her up, and placed her on the kitchen counter.
An Ying was seated at a height that allowed her to be at eye level with Fu Chengli.
Fu Cheng hooked her chin with his long, slender fingers.
He kissed her deeply.
An Ying obediently responded to his kiss.
The lingering kiss ended, and both of them were a little out of breath.
If An Ying hadn't pushed him away, saying the fire on the stove was still burning, he would have continued kissing her.
Fu Chengli held her palm and placed it on his chest, near his heart.