Mr. Qin joined in: "As long as Wanwan likes you, and you truly treat her well, that's enough."
Fu Weiheng nodded seriously: "I will."
On the side, Qin Mu was moved to tears by Fu Weiheng, silently sighing in his heart: Ugh... My brother-in-law is just too handsome...
After dinner, Su Wan took Fu Weiheng to visit her room for a short rest.
She opened the door and stood aside to let him in first, then gently closed the door behind her.
Fu Weiheng glanced around; the room was small, less than fifteen square meters, yet it was cozy. There were a few certificates and two trophies on the bookshelf, and the rest of the shelves were filled with books. In the space between the foot of the bed and the wardrobe stood her piano, and a black music stand with sheet music sat beside it. The bed was quite small, barely enough for two people.
