At that moment, unlike what Shu Wan had said, Fu Siyu could tell that she actually trusted him a lot.
Unfortunately,
Fu Siyu put down the cup he was holding, raised his hand, and tried to touch Shu Wan's lower lip, but he stopped when he was only a step away.
"You seem to trust me too much," Fu Siyu suddenly said in the silent carriage.
Outside the window, fireworks burst forth in grand splendor; inside the carriage, Shu Wan was lost in a hazy drunkenness, and no one heard Fu Siyu's words.
When Shu Wan woke up again, it was already early morning.
Her head aching, Shu Wan raised her arm to rub her temples; after just a couple of rubs, she turned her head to look at the side, where Fu Siyu was resting with his eyes closed on the sofa.
Shu Wan picked up her phone to check the time and then sat up and called out to Fu Siyu, "Fu Siyu."
Hearing her voice, Fu Siyu opened his eyes, still heavy with sleepiness, "You're awake. How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine."
