Chapter 283: We Are a Legitimate Couple

Fu Sijue extended his hand and gently brushed back the few stray strands that had fallen from Lu Xiwán's hairline because she had left in such a hurry.

"I've been wandering the market with my grandfather since I was in my teens; people say the market is like a battlefield, ever‑changing in an instant. Those eager for quick success inevitably pay a higher price in areas they don't understand—he can tear a piece of flesh from me today, and tomorrow he'll have to trade his own bone and blood."

Fu Mingcheng didn't choose Fu Zhuo back then precisely because of that.

Fu Zhuo may appear smart on the surface, but it's only petty cleverness that never reaches the forefront.

He thinks he controls the whole situation, but in fact he voluntarily jumped into the huge pit Fu Sijue dug for him, and he's smug about it.

"Are you in such a rush because you're worried the Fu Clan will go bankrupt and I won't be able to support you?"

From start to finish, Fu Sijue held Lu Xiwán's hand tightly, as if fearing she might be lost.

Lu Xiwán sneered at his words, "The family savings I've amassed over the years aren't huge, but they're enough to keep me alive; I'm not going to fall to the point of gnawing on President Fu's fortune."

Fu Sijue squeezed Lu Xiwán's hand a bit tighter, "But I can't bear to see you suffer."

"All you have to do is stand by my side, watch the wealth I'm securing for you, and be my high‑society wife."

Lu Xiwán had endured too much hardship in the past, and Fu Sijue knows he has wronged her, so he intends to double the compensation.

"But I'm not a parasitic vine; I don't need to cling to a tree. The person standing by you should stand shoulder to shoulder with you. Fu Sijue, I'm by your side."

Having said that, they happened to arrive at the parking lot, and Lu Xiwán looked at Fu Sijue with a deep gaze.

"I've endured a lot of hardship, but you don't have to feel guilty toward me. It's Gu Qingmeng who owes me, and those who let me suffer in secret; if you truly did something wrong, blame my own blindness."

Before she figured it out, Lu Xiwán naturally felt hatred.

She resented Fu Sijue for being short‑sighted and still aiding the wicked Gu Qingmeng, and she hated that no one was willing to trust her or stand by her.

But only after she had endured enough suffering did Lu Xiwán finally realize.

Her mistake had always been relying too much on others, even wanting to hand over her entire fortune and life to someone else for the sake of so‑called love.

"Now you see, even without your help, relying solely on myself I can become a top Psychologist, I can do what I want, and I even raised Xi Xi single‑handedly."

Lu Xiwán has never regretted it.

"From now on, never say such melodramatic words to me again; as long as you're sincere, that's all that matters."

They took many detours, but fortunately they eventually came back.

And precisely because of that, Lu Xiwán cherishes it even more.

Seeing the two return hand‑in‑hand, Lu Xixi's first reaction was to rub her eyes.

Then she shouted with delight, and Yao Yao and Zhong He, hearing the voice, hurried to the foyer.

"You two are together?"

Fu Sijue and Lu Xiwán sat side by side, facing each other with three pairs of eyes like those of a scrutinizing magistrate.

Lu Xiwán was at a loss, neither laughing nor crying.

"Weren't you the ones who wanted us to be together before? Now that your wish has come true, why are you still not happy?"

Yao Yao and Xi Xi strained every effort to help them, yet now they look at them with this kind of gaze.

It's like a first love getting busted.

Lu Xixi, after hearing Lu Xiwán's questioning, nodded, then shook her head like a rattling drum under Zhong He's gaze.

"Mom, don't change the subject. Did you really get together with Uncle Fu because you like him, or just to brush off me and brother Yao Yao?"

Having been deceived by them so many times before, Lu Xixi, even after seeing it with her own eyes now, still doesn't believe it.

"If it weren't mutual, why would the two of us be this harmonious?"

Lu Xiwán rolled her eyes helplessly; Lu Xixi's question was nothing but a rhetorical one.