The moment the chauffeur opened the car door, the murmuring crowd fell into a brief hush.
Fu Liangmu stepped out with an air of cold dominance, his sharp gaze sweeping across the bystanders like a blade. The suffocating pressure of his innate aggression weighed heavily upon them. This man—rumored to be ruthless and cruel—was clearly not one to be trifled with.
"I heard Young Master Fu bought himself a wife. Is that really true?""No way, seriously? Bought a wife?""With a man like him, which woman would willingly marry into that?"
As the hushed gossip continued cautiously, Fu Liangmu rounded the car and came to the door on Su Wanwan's side. He gently opened it and extended his hand toward her.
Every onlooker craned their necks in anticipation.
A slender, porcelain-like hand emerged, its grace reminiscent of flawless jade. Fu Liangmu took it, applying a slight force as he helped Su Wanwan to her feet.
Her skin was smooth as cream and whiter than snow. The pale blue strapless evening gown hugged her figure with regal elegance, emphasizing her perfect shoulders and sculpted collarbones—features that made many women blush with envy.
Her features were exquisitely carved, untouched by flaw. A touch of light makeup enhanced her natural beauty, and her crimson lips glistened like dewdrops on petals. A modest, unadorned necklace rested against her swan-like neck, and her long, ink-black hair spilled effortlessly over her shoulders.
Her eyes were deep pools of autumn water, as dark and luminous as the stars above—pure, yet with an unintentionally bewitching allure in the faint lift of her eyes' corners.
Innocence and seduction danced within her simultaneously.
Standing in heels beside Fu Liangmu, she matched his stature seamlessly.
Such a vision—Su Wanwan—left not only the men but even the women completely spellbound.
She was perfection incarnate.
Fu Liangmu, sensing the countless gazes converging upon them, furrowed his brows with faint irritation. He bent his arm slightly and issued a quiet command:
"Take my arm."
Su Wanwan replied with a soft hum and gracefully slipped her fingers through the crook of his arm, resting her hand on his forearm.
Only after the two walked inside did the stunned crowd snap back to their senses and hurry to follow.
"Oh my god, that woman is the young master's wife?""She's stunning! How did someone like her end up with him?""Tch, probably for the money! Women these days will do anything to marry into wealth.""Stop jumping to conclusions. Su Wanwan is no ordinary woman—she's from a powerful background. Look her up online. There's no shortage of news about her lately."
Prompted by curiosity, phones lit up as people began searching her name. Upon seeing her impressive piano credentials, a collective sigh escaped.
"This woman... what is she after?"
The grand hall had been lavishly redecorated, and the Fu family bustled about with warm smiles and cheerful greetings.
But Fu Liangmu did not immediately join them. Instead, he led Su Wanwan to a quiet corner.
"Wait here.""Alright."
Su Wanwan lowered her eyes and sat quietly, the picture of poise and obedience.
Suddenly, a charming voice rang out behind her."Su Wanwan?"
She turned her head to find a handsome man standing there, his gaze flickering with intrigue as it settled on her.
"Hello, I'm Xie Cheng, a friend of Liangmu's," he said, extending his hand, using Fu Liangmu's name to lower her guard.
Su Wanwan's expression remained indifferent as she gave a subtle, enchanting smile.
Xie Cheng froze momentarily, struck by her allure. He had met many beautiful women, but never one like her.
Interest flickered in his eyes as he tightened his grip and played with her delicate fingers, his own brushing flirtatiously against her palm.
"Miss Su, your hands are so soft... not a single callus. They hardly seem like the hands of a pianist."
Her smile remained unshaken, calm and composed."Mr. Xie's hands, on the other hand, are rather rough."
He hadn't expected her to take the bait so readily, and oddly, it left him disappointed. Women who were too easy to catch never kept his interest.
"Oh? Then take a guess."
Su Wanwan's smile deepened, a mischievous glint in her eye."Mr. Xie must be quite the connoisseur—so many hands to hold every day."
As she spoke, she slowly began withdrawing her hand.
But Xie Cheng tightened his grip."Don't misjudge me, Miss Su."
She tilted her head slightly."Why don't you turn around?"
Half-skeptical, he looked back—only to meet Fu Liangmu's eyes, brimming with murderous intent.
Startled, Xie Cheng's arm trembled, and he instantly released her hand.
Fu Liangmu's cold gaze locked onto him with predatory menace, as if ready to tear him apart.
Xie Cheng forced a chuckle and backed away awkwardly."Uh... I'll go greet your mother. Excuse me."
Once he slipped away, Fu Liangmu sat beside Su Wanwan and placed a plate of pastries on the table.
"Give me your hand."
She obediently offered it.
He took out a wet wipe and carefully cleaned her fingers.
"Stay away from him."
She gave a faint smile."Aren't you two close friends?"
"Not anymore." His voice was cold. "Eat something. The birthday celebration won't start for a while.""Alright."
Su Wanwan nibbled delicately until she was nearly full.
Then she asked, "Shouldn't you go greet your mother first?"
Fu Liangmu's voice was detached."Later.""Okay."
He continued to bring her little snacks from time to time, not stopping until she was completely full.
A young woman nearby had been watching her for a while and finally gathered the courage to ask:
"You're eating so many desserts… aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"
Su Wanwan was finishing her last bite of cake when she turned her head slightly to glance at the girl.
She appeared just over twenty, with sweet features and a demure style—right down to her prim posture.
"Not at all."
Envy flickered in the girl's eyes as she looked toward Fu Liangmu.
"Are you two… married? Are you the eldest daughter-in-law of the Fu family?"
Su Wanwan nodded in affirmation.
Seeing that the two had begun chatting, Fu Liangmu stood up to leave.
But he hadn't taken two steps before Fu Ziyang popped up out of nowhere and grabbed his arm.
"Brother! I've been looking everywhere for you! Where's Wanwan? You didn't bring her with you?"
Fu Liangmu responded indifferently,"What is it?"
"What do you mean, what is it? Aunt has been asking whether you're here! You should take Wanwan to see her."
Fu Ziyang added,"I know your relationship with Uncle and Aunt hasn't exactly been great over the years, but today's her birthday. At least show some respect, yeah?
Besides, this is the perfect occasion to officially present Wanwan as the Fu family's eldest daughter-in-law."