Chapter 1842: Late-night Visit (3)

When Dongfang Liuyun spoke of this, her eyes revealed a hint of melancholy and confusion. It was rare to see a hint of loneliness that could not be hidden on her cold face, and her beautiful brows were slightly furrowed.

Seeing this scene in Qi Lei’s eyes, his heart sank slightly. He could not bear to see her having such a melancholic moment.

“What’s the big deal? I’ll accompany you to see the most beautiful maple forest in City Z during the weekend break. Otherwise, we can plant a large maple forest in our backyard and watch it next fall.”

Qi Lei said solemnly.

“There’s no need for that. Some scenery should just be kept in your heart. I don’t plan to be like those palace dramas on TV, to be a favored concubine of the crowned harem and have tantrums if I wanted anything.”

Dongfang Liuyun smiled.

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being the favored concubine of the crown and harem. At least I’ll be able to see the person I’m looking forward to often.”

Qi Lei glanced at her and said.

“That’s not true. If I want to see the emperor often, I might as well be the emperor’s personal eunuch. Or rather, the Empress’s personal eunuch?”

As Dongfang Liuyun spoke, she narrowed her eyes meaningfully at him.

Qi Lei frowned and replied, “If I were a eunuch, you’d have to be a resentful wife.”

Dongfang Liuyun chuckled. He thought for a moment and asked, “If this were in ancient times, do you know what kind of person I want to be the most?”

“A top swordswoman traversing the world.”

Qi Lei’s answer was very straightforward. “You said before that in the game, you’re a lone wolf too.”

Dongfang Liuyun shook her head lightly, “That’s only half of it. It’s good to be a top-notch swordswoman, but I’d still need an outstanding strategist. Although I said that I don’t care about worldly things, I understand very well that if you want to protect the things and people you want to protect, you have to have great power in your hands.”

When Dongfang Liuyun said this, Qi Lei also paused for a moment—

Yes, he did not doubt the authenticity of these words at all. That was because he had experienced it and understood that feeling too well.

“Although this is an era of peace and there is no such arduous mission like in the ancient times or in the game, the sea of commerce is fluctuating, who dares to say that this water is lear?”

“You don’t have to work so hard. I can protect you.”

Qi Lei pulled her into his embrace tightly. His hoarse voice was naturally a little emotional.

“Then I have to make sure that I’m not someone who will hold you back.”

“You’re not holding me back. Look, Father has been able to protect Mother so well all these years. You’ll do it too, won’t you?”

“No, Qi Lei. I’m different from her. How can that be? If she could be more reserved and tactful, Father wouldn’t have to work so hard. All these years, Father actually advised her to put aside her career as a lawyer and enter Dongfang Group to assist him, but she wasn’t willing. She said she had her own ambitions and dreams.”

Dongfang Liuyun sighed helplessly. “I shouldn’t blame her too much, just like how I like antiques too. It’s just that… Grandmother is also very dissatisfied because of this, and she often causes trouble…”

“Forget it. It’s fine if we don’t talk about these things. It gives me a headache when I talk about it.”

“Mmm, it’s quite cold. Let’s go inside. The food should be ready downstairs. Let’s go down.”

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The atmosphere at dinner was very depressing. Even Qi lei could feel the tension between mother and daughter, but the two of them seemed to be able to keep their cool, especially Dongfang Liuyun.

They did not say much during the dinner. Song Siting, on the other hand, spoke to Qi Lei from time to time. Dongfang Liuyun was not in the mood to listen to her.

After dinner, Qi Lei was called to the study by Song Siting. As soon as he came out, Dongfang Liuyun urged Qi Lei to go back. When Song Siting stood up to send them out, her expression did not look too good.

“Mother, don’t worry. Liuyun has always been like this. I’ll have a good chat with her. She didn’t mean what she said just now, don’t take it to heart. She usually respects you very much.”

Seeing Dongfang Liuyun drive the car over, Qi Lei lowered his voice and said to Song Siting.

A stiff smile appeared on Song Siting’s gloomy face. “Forget it. I know her best. It’s already very late. Drive carefully on the road.”

“Okay, Mother should go back in too. There’s no need to send us off.”

…

Not long after, the car disappeared into the vast darkness in front of them.

Song Siting stood there and watched for a long time before turning around to go back.

When she returned to the living room, Song Siting also felt a little tired. Just as she was about to go upstairs to rest, the housekeeper outside suddenly reported—

“Madam, Master Fujiwara came to visit late at night. He is waiting outside with a gift!”

Fujiwara?

Song Siting’s eyes lit up. She was stunned for a while and didn’t seem to recover. Fortunately, the butler reminded her again before she said, “Let him in. Someone, go make two cups of good pu’er.”

“Yes, Madam!”

Song Siting sat down on the sofa and her gaze stopped at the door.

A moment later, a tall figure slowly walked in from outside. As soon as he entered, his gaze fell on Song Siting who was on the sofa.

He had an extraordinary and cold appearance. His handsome features were like that of gods, and his eyes were as deep as the calm sea in the dark night—

Who else could it be if not Fujiwara?

He was still as handsome and imposing as ever. Unlike Qi Lei, who was deep and modest, Fujiwara had an undoubtedly a sharp edge that even indifference could not hide.

Song Siting was once most fond of this man to become the husband of her daughter, Dongfang Liuyun. He was Song Siting’s ideal son-in-law, unfortunately…”

“Auntie Song, I’m sorry for disturbing you so late at night.”

Fujiwara strode in and soon arrived in front of Song Siting. He bowed politely and greeted her.

Song Siting hesitated for a while before she reacted. She quickly looked up at Fujiwara. After a while, she said, “It’s been so long. Ye, you’ve lost a lot of weight. Haven’t you been well all these years?”

Hearing this, Fujiwara’s expression softened. He did not say anything. He just looked at the three empty cups of tea on the coffee table in front of him.

After a while, he replied, “Thank you for your concern, Auntie Song. I’ve been well, thank you.”

“Enough of such pleasantries, hurry up and sit. It’s quite cold outside. Have a cup of hot tea to warm your body. Why are you here today?”

Song Siting pointed to the seat beside her and said with care.