Wen Baozhu shook her head. "What kind of requests would others make?"
"Others ask for big mansions, stacks of banknotes, luxury handbags, and jewelry..."
Halfway through his words, Fu Lian felt he was just causing unnecessary trouble. "Forget it. You don't like these things anyway."
If Wen Baozhu were the kind of woman who could be swayed by such things, she wouldn't be in his room at this moment.
Wen Baozhu was confused. "Have there been people asking you for these things before, Mr. Fu?"
Otherwise, how could he describe them so smoothly?
Hearing this, the smile on Fu Lian's face gradually faded, and his expression returned to its usual sternness.
He didn't answer the question. Instead, he let this question mark the end of their conversation.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Baozhu was very sensible and didn't press further. She just regarded her question as a momentary whim.
It was quite normal, wasn't it? A young and handsome man like Mr. Fu had women in Hong Kong lining up to marry him, and that line might even stretch to the Chinese mainland. It was no surprise that he had a first love or an ex-girlfriend, especially during his youth. It was just human nature.
Fu Lian seemed tired from the conversation. He sat on the edge of the bed and then lay down, patting the other side of the bed for her.
Wen Baozhu understood. He wanted her to sleep with him.
Since she got pregnant, although they could no longer have "intimate" moments, Wen Baozhu had taken on a new role: a sleeping companion.
Every night, Fu Lian would hold her in his arms. It seemed that only in this way could he fall asleep.
Sometimes when she wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, she tried to be as quiet as possible, but she still managed to wake the person beside her.
Fu Lian had always been a light sleeper.
Wen Baozhu once read online that people without a sense of security usually slept lightly.
Knowing that his sleep quality was poor, she obediently walked to the bed, lifted the covers, and got in.
The man pulled her into his arms with a big hand and closed his eyes.
Seeing that he needed to rest, Wen Baozhu obediently shut her mouth and didn't make a single sound.
After several minutes of silence, just when she thought he was already asleep, the man's voice suddenly came from above her head. "What do you want as a New Year's gift?"
The Spring Festival was just around the corner.
Wen Baozhu shook her head and then realized that Fu Lian had his eyes closed and couldn't see. "I don't want anything."
"Really nothing?"
Wen Baozhu bit her lip. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and changed her answer. "Can I ask for anything?"
Was his little bird finally showing some material desires?
Fu Lian opened his eyes. He was in a very relaxed state, looking completely at ease.
He curved his lips. "Tell me what you want first."
The saying "the squeaky wheel gets the grease" didn't work on Fu Lian.
Maybe because he had rarely asked for anything since he was a child, he saw himself in Wen Baozhu.
The less greedy and demanding she was, the more he wanted her to ask for something from him.
It was a kind of pampering within his power.
"Can I go back to visit my grandma after the New Year?"
After she said that, she was worried that Fu Lian would immediately object, so she quickly added, "I'll be three months pregnant after the New Year."
The doctor had told them before that the baby would enter a stable period after three months of pregnancy.
She believed that Fu Lian should remember this too.
Fu Lian lowered his eyes. "That's all?"
"Yes, just this one thing."
Fu Lian couldn't help laughing. He felt that all his words just now were in vain.
How could there be such a silly woman who wanted nothing?
"Okay, I promise you." His voice softened. "I'll arrange for the private jet to take you back after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."
The anxiety in her heart finally dissipated. With a specific promise and date, Wen Baozhu couldn't help feeling overjoyed.
The fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
Wen Baozhu counted the days on her fingers. There were about five days until the Spring Festival; then, five days after that would be the fifth day.
It would be here in a blink of an eye.
Finally, she would have the chance to go back to Fucheng to visit her grandma in person. The worry she had felt earlier when she couldn't hear her grandma's voice was finally alleviated.
Now, she had no other concerns and nestled comfortably in Fu Lian's arms.
After a moment of silence, Wen Baozhu suddenly realized that from just now until now, it had always been her asking for things. She hadn't even asked Fu Lian about his New Year's plans.
Fu Lian showed no emotional fluctuations. "The Fu family will have a New Year's family gathering."
As usual, all the members of the Fu family would gather together on this day.
They would put on a show of a harmonious and happy family, raising their glasses together to wish the prosperity of the Fu family.
Fu Lian had seen this kind of farce and routine for almost thirty years.
It would probably be the same this year.
However, for some reason, at the moment when Wen Baozhu asked, he suddenly felt annoyed.
"If you want to attend, get up early in the morning, and I'll take you there."
Wen Baozhu sensed the implication in his words. "… Can I not go?"
Based on her previous experiences, Wen Baozhu was a little afraid of the feeling of everyone's eyes on her.
Especially now that she was really pregnant.
The feeling that everyone had their own hidden agendas made her feel uncomfortable all over.
Fu Lian said indifferently, "If you don't want to go back to the Fu family's old mansion, are you going to stay alone in the villa during the New Year?"
It wasn't impossible.
Although it would be her first time celebrating the New Year in a foreign place, she was used to staying in the house.
She just wondered if the chefs would be unhappy to have to work overtime during the New Year to cook for her on time.
As she was thinking, Wen Baozhu had a new idea. "Or I can ask Zhou You. Maybe a child..."
"Mr. Zhou took Gu Xiujing as his godson. The three of them will celebrate the New Year together."
Fu Lian's voice was cold. Wen Baozhu immediately gave up the idea and quickly said, "Then forget it."
Wen Baozhu was very sensible and good at reading the atmosphere.
When Fu Lian was in a good mood, Wen Baozhu didn't want to ruin it.
However, when Gu Xiujing was suddenly mentioned, Wen Baozhu also remembered that Gu Xiujing had once told her that there would be a fireworks show in Hong Kong during the Spring Festival.
It was said to be very beautiful and dreamy, and one could go with friends.
Wen Baozhu had never seen a so - called fireworks show, especially the fireworks that bloomed over the entire Victoria Harbour.
She couldn't even imagine how spectacular that scene would be.
Noticing that she was distracted, Fu Lian was a bit unhappy. "What are you daydreaming about?"
Wen Baozhu turned her head and asked tentatively, "Then... Can we go to watch the fireworks?"
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Wen Baozhu was just asking casually, but she didn't expect Fu Lian to really arrange it for her.
It was only on the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve that Fu Lian told her the news.
"Are we really going to watch the fireworks?" Wen Baozhu was overjoyed. "Tonight?"
Fu Lian glanced at his watch and was too lazy to answer her question. "I have a cross - sea meeting this morning. I'll come back to pick you up after it's over."
His gaze shifted from his watch to her face. "So, you have four hours to get dressed up. On top of looking nice, dress warmly. It gets very windy at night on the sea."
His gaze then moved down to her feet.
"And remember to wear flat shoes."