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Liu Yunshu leaned back in her seat, her fingertips lightly tapping the car window. "I just came from the Fu family's old house, on my way back to your place."

"Back to me? Great!"

Shen Qingqing's voice almost leaped out of the receiver, filled with undisguised excitement.

"I have some absolutely shocking revelation waiting to shatter your worldview!"

"A shocking piece of gossip?" Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of interest shining in her eyes as the neon lights flashed past the window. "Tell me about it."

"How can you explain this over the phone? Come over right now!"

Shen Qingqing tried to suppress her excitement, but she couldn't hide it.

"It'll make your eyes widen in shock—it's related to that 'golden couple,' Fu Jingming and Su Manli!"

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, her voice conveying understanding: "Alright, just wait."

After hanging up the phone, the taxi happened to stop downstairs in Shen Qingqing's apartment complex.

As soon as Liu Yunshu arrived at her door, the door opened.

"You've finally arrived!"

Shen Qingqing pulled her into the house and handed her an exquisite dessert box.

"Try it quickly, it's still chilled, the texture is just right!"

As Liu Yunshu opened the packaging, a rich aroma of milk and the unique warm, sweet, and glutinous texture of taro paste wafted out.

She scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth. The smooth, creamy texture melted on her tongue, and she couldn't help but squint her eyes in satisfaction: "Delicious."

"Is it delicious? I knew you'd like it!"

Shen Qingqing leaned closer, her eyes gleaming with gossip, and lowered her voice even further.

"Let me tell you, I ran into a high school classmate today. She's now working as an assistant at Su Manli's company. She told me this in secret."

"Su Manli's story of 'family fortunes declining and seeking opportunities abroad' is completely unfounded; she went abroad to be a kept woman!"

Liu Yunshu paused slightly in her hand holding the silver spoon, then looked up at Shen Qingqing: "Marrying a rich man?"

"Absolutely true!"

Shen Qingqing slapped the sofa and moved even closer.

"I heard she lived with an older man abroad for almost two years, but it turns out he was a complete conman and not a wealthy man at all!"

"She was swindled out of all her money and ruined her reputation in the industry, so she slunk back to China, only to turn around and cling to Fu Jingming, this 'returning customer,' refusing to let go!"

A cold sneer flashed across Liu Yunshu's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up silently.

"I see. No wonder she clung to Fu Jingming like a lifeline, abandoning even the last shred of dignity."

"There's something even more shocking!" Shen Qingqing said indignantly.

"My classmate said that Su Manli was pregnant before returning to China, but she miscarried for some reason."

"Her family was afraid of losing face, so they lied and said she went abroad for their family business!"

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow, her fingertips thoughtfully tracing the cold handle of the spoon: "Does Fu Jingming know about this?"

"How could he possibly know!"

Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes.

"Su Manli acted like an innocent, naive white lotus in front of him, and Fu Jingming, that blind man, actually believed she was pure and innocent, and pitiful!"

Liu Yunshu slowly put down the dessert spoon, leaned back against the sofa, and a cunning yet cold light flickered in her eyes.

"Since he doesn't know... shouldn't we be kind enough to let him 'know'?"

"What do you want to do?" Shen Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and she almost pressed herself against him. "Are you planning to expose all of this?"

Liu Yunshu twirled a strand of long hair between her fingers, her eyes crinkling with laughter, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Such a great story, it's such a waste that only we know it!"

Her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, her gaze sharp as a honey-coated blade.

"Isn't Su Manli most fond of wearing that 'pure and innocent' mask? Then... let's peel it off for her ourselves."

"Let Fu Jingming see for himself what the true nature of the white moonlight he cherishes is."

Shen Qingqing clapped her hands excitedly: "I knew you had a backup plan! What do you need me to do? Be ready anytime!"

Liu Yunshu lightly tapped her chin with her fingertip, speaking slowly and deliberately:

"Does your classmate have any concrete evidence?"

"There should be!" Shen Qingqing nodded immediately. "I'll ask her right now!"

As Shen Qingqing spoke, she took out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen while she muttered to herself:

"My classmate has long disliked Su Manli's behavior, so he'll definitely be happy to help."

Just a few minutes later, Shen Qingqing suddenly slammed her hand on the coffee table in excitement.

"It's done! I've sent the photos and chat screenshots! Look—"

She handed the phone to Liu Yunshu.

On the screen is a photo of Su Manli walking intimately with a middle-aged man on a foreign street.

Her smile was fawning and flamboyant, completely different from her usual elegant demeanor. The other pictures were screenshots of chat logs.

The screen was filled with Su Manli's urgent words demanding designer bags and jewelry from the other party, her tone both humble and greedy.

Liu Yunshu scrolled through the images one by one, her fingertips touching the cold screen, a hint of coldness in her voice: "The evidence is very solid."

"So what's next? Should we just pack it up and dump it on Fu Jingming?" Shen Qingqing asked.

Liu Yunshu shook her head, a calculating smile curving her lips.

"Sending it directly to him is too lenient on her. Fu Jingming has an insatiable pride; the more he's exposed in public, the more embarrassed he'll be."

She paused, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"Isn't the Su family hosting a banquet the day after tomorrow? At that time... we'll let this evidence 'accidentally' appear in front of all the guests."

Shen Qingqing instantly understood, her eyes lighting up.

"Brilliant! Isn't the Su family hosting this banquet precisely to give Su Manli face and to set her up with Fu Jingming?"

"If we were to expose her now, the Su family would lose face, and Fu Jingming would be utterly humiliated!"

As they were talking, Liu Yunshu's phone vibrated; it was a message from Fu Yanshen:

[The meeting is over. I'm going to buy osmanthus cake. I'll pick you up for dinner later.]

Liu Yunshu looked at the message and tapped her fingertips on the screen.

She replied with a sweet "Okay~", but a sly smile crept into her eyes.

Shen Qingqing leaned over for a look and clicked her tongue, saying, "President Fu really cares about you. His doting tone is making me jealous."

Liu Yunshu put away her phone, tapped the table lightly with her fingertip, and smiled slightly: "He only looks like this because he's right here with me."

"Of course!" Shen Qingqing rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sizing her up with a mischievous glint.

"Once you've cleaned up that mess with Fu Jingming, shouldn't you and President Fu... finally get married?"

Liu Yunshu's ears burned, and she reached out to gently poke Shen Qingqing's forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's not even true yet."

As the two were laughing and joking, Liu Yunshu's phone rang again; it was Fu Yanshen calling.

"Feed?" she answered, her voice unconsciously softening.

"Where are you? I've bought the osmanthus cake, I'm coming to pick you up for dinner."

Fu Yanshen's voice came through the receiver, deep and gentle, like an evening breeze brushing against your ear.

"You can stay with Qingqing here; just come downstairs."

No more than ten minutes after the phone call ended, a short car horn sounded downstairs.

Shen Qingqing chuckled and nudged her shoulder: "Look at President Fu's efficiency! He's practically at your beck and call. Go on, then!"

Liu Yunshu pushed open the door and went downstairs, immediately seeing the familiar black Bentley waiting quietly in the twilight.

Fu Yanshen leaned against the car door, the afterglow of the setting sun casting a soft, warm gold on his angular profile.

Even his usually aloof suit seemed to have gained a bit more warmth.

He was carrying an elegant pastry box and was looking up at me.

"Why did it take you so long to come down?"

He naturally took her bag, led her by the wrist and helped her into the car, then placed the still-warm osmanthus cake beside her.

"Fresh out of the oven, eat it while it's hot."

Liu Yunshu sat in the passenger seat, opened the box, and took out a piece.

The sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms mingled with the soft, chewy texture of the rice cake, filling her mouth. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction: "Delicious, even sweeter than the last one."

Just as Fu Yanshen was about to start the car, he caught a glimpse of a tiny crumb of cake on the corner of her lips.

He suddenly leaned closer, his warm tongue quickly and lightly brushing against that spot, sweeping away the sweetness.

His lips brushed against the skin at the corner of her mouth, sending a slight shiver down her spine, mingling with the crisp, velvety scent emanating from him.

Liu Yunshu's heart skipped a beat, and she almost dropped the pastry in her hand.

She looked up and met his deep eyes.

There was undisguised doting affection there, as well as a dark, burning possessiveness.

Like a spark hidden in the night, it quietly ignited, burning her cheeks.

"Fu Yanshen!"

She whispered angrily, pushing him away, her ears turning bright red.

Fu Yanshen chuckled softly, his fingertips gently tracing the corner of her lips that had just been touched, his voice slightly hoarse:

"Yes, it's sweet. I'll stick to this place from now on."

Liu Yunshu turned her face away and looked out the window.

She tried to let the cool breeze dispel the heat on her cheeks, but her fingertips unconsciously traced the spot where he had kissed her.

Fu Yanshen caught a glimpse of her subtle movement, and the corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

He held the steering wheel with one hand, while reaching out with the other to firmly grasp her wrist.

He brought her hand to his lips and placed a kiss as light as a feather: "What are you thinking about? Your face is so red."

Liu Yunshu struggled slightly but couldn't break free, so he held her, though she still said, "I was thinking about someone's 'rogue behavior' just now."

"A rogue?" Fu Yanshen chuckled, his fingertips lightly tickling her palm. "I have plenty of patience and tricks up my sleeve when it comes to you."

Liu Yunshu's heart skipped a beat, and she turned to glare at him: "Mr. Fu, aren't you afraid I'll complain to Grandpa Fu about this?"

"The old man couldn't be happier." Fu Yanshen looked ahead, his tone calm but firm. "He's longing for a grandson, probably even more so than I am."

Liu Yunshu's face flushed even more, and she reached out to pinch his arm: "You're getting more and more outrageous!"

Fu Yanshen chuckled in pain, then gripped her mischievous hand even tighter, his fingertips gently caressing the back of her delicate hand.

"Outrageous? You can go ask him if he's pressuring me to get married every day."

Liu Yunshu was speechless after hearing his words, so she simply turned her head to look at the scenery and ignored him.

Fu Yanshen stopped teasing her and simply held her hand tightly.

His fingertips would occasionally brush lightly against her palm, causing a subtle, tingling sensation.

The car soon stopped in front of an elegant private restaurant.

Fu Jingming and Su Manli were seen walking out of the building hand in hand.

Su Manli affectionately linked arms with Fu Jingming, a sweet smile on her face, clearly having just finished dinner.

Liu Yunshu sat in the car, quietly watching this scene.

"A leopard can't change its spots!"