Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Her arms wrapped around his, soft and delicate, like vines binding him.

After all, it's not like when they were children anymore. It's not that he's aloof, but rather that she's too close to him, and any physical contact easily makes him lose his mind.

Yu Shinan tried to pull her arms away, but she only hugged him tighter, looking up at him with an indescribable emotion in her expression. Even without speaking, it seemed as if you could hear her calling out "Brother Nan" over and over again, in that uniquely pleading tone.

Just like before, she would always find ways to get him to make her the things she liked to eat, throwing tantrums, begging and pleading, and then immediately change her attitude once she got her way.

Yu Shinan was somewhat helpless, but finally agreed, "The belt around my waist is loose."

Fu Sichen exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly loosened her grip to adjust her belt. The belt binding her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) had been loosened earlier, and she had been so focused on Nan Ge that she had overlooked it.

Fu Sichen's face was flushed, and her loose-fitting ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) revealed a glimpse of her small waist.

She hurriedly bent down to tidy up, and the man silently moved slightly, conveniently blocking the view of those around them.

Fu Sichen looked up and stared at his back. Her heart suddenly softened. She knew he was protecting her.

She gently poked his back with her finger. "All done."

Yu Shinan turned to look at her, and took the first step, "This way."

Fu Sichen hurriedly followed, lifting her skirt. At that moment, she thought, "Yu Qian, you go ahead with your work and don't come any closer."

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

Just as I arrived at the restaurant, Yu Qian called, saying he would be there soon.

"Order whatever you want to eat." Yu Shinan handed her the menu.

"There must be something unique here, right? You know your place best." Fu Sichen pushed it back to him, asking him to recommend one.

Yu Shinan didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the point.

Yu Shinan had just finished ordering when Yu Qian arrived.

"Brother? You're here too?"

Yu Qian sat down and asked the waiter to bring a few bottles of wine.

"Hey girl, it's been so long since we sat down for a meal together. It's been years already." Yu Qian laughed heartily. "You're so young, yet you got married so easily and had kids so readily. You're even more proactive than me."

"Then you'd better hurry up, Brother Qian," Fu Sichen said with a smile.

"Hey, what am I rushing for? My brother hasn't even looked yet, he should go first."

Yu Qian pointed directly at his cousin.

Yu Shinan's forehead twitched, and he glared at him. This kid always knows how to bring up the most sensitive topics.

Unfortunately, Yu Qian couldn't receive the signal. "Bro, I really think that little star is pretty good-looking, and she seems interested in you. You could give it a try. Or, if you like any type, just tell me, and we'll all help you get her."

"shut your mouth!"

Yu Shinan, having reached his limit, snapped, "Mind your own business!"

Listening to their conversation, Fu Sichen asked curiously, "Brother Nan, what kind of woman do you like? I... I can introduce you to someone too."

Yu Shinan turned to look at her, then looked away after a while, without answering her question.

Yu Qian listened intently, but didn't hear anything. He urged, "Brother, what kind of girl do you like? I'm curious too."

"What, want to switch careers and become a matchmaker?" Yu Shinan snorted, his tone unpleasant.

Meeting his gaze, Yu Qian tensed up and fell silent.

He coughed lightly and turned to look at Fu Sichen. "By the way, how is Han Yi treating you?"

The topic suddenly shifted to Fu Sichen, and without waiting for Sichen's reply, Yu Qian quickly comforted her, "I asked that Miss Ruan, and she said that she only came into contact with Han Yi because she was the spokesperson for Han Yi's company's products. The two of them actually have nothing to do with each other. Han Yi was just standing up for her that day."

Yu Qian defended Han Yi, not because he genuinely thought Han Yi was innocent—how could he be innocent? With that attitude, no one would believe there was no problem.

That day, when he got home, his aunt stopped him and asked him some questions about his cousin. She was worried about the scar on his head and thought that his cousin had gotten into a fight with some gangsters. Yu Qian explained that he had also mentioned Si Chen and Han Yi's situation.

His aunt sighed and scolded him, "Don't talk nonsense. Don't you understand the old saying, 'It's better to reconcile than to separate'? They both have children. What will Si Chen do if they really separate?"

Yu Qian thought about it and realized it made sense. Besides, men inevitably have moments when they have wandering thoughts. "In short, this man needs to be managed. You can't let Han Yi run wild too much. You can't just ignore him. But if anything happens in the future, come to me. I may not be good at much else, but I can beat people up for you."

"You?" Fu Sichen couldn't help but laugh. "I almost got knocked over by you when I went up that building the other day."

Yu Qian also remembered that day when Han Yi had thrown him down. He clicked his tongue and said, "I was just careless for a moment. Anyway, if Han Yi wants to wrong you, just tell me."

"Han Yi actually—" isn't that kind of relationship with me.

"Say less."

Fu Sichen and Yu Shinan's voices rang out simultaneously.

Yu Shinan was speaking to Yu Qian, genuinely finding the guy annoying, saying things he shouldn't and not saying what he should.

The words were already on the tip of his tongue, but Fu Sichen gritted his teeth and swallowed them back.

Yu Shinan had someone follow Han Yi. No matter what Si Chen wanted to do, he wanted to have evidence of Han Yi's infidelity. If being hurt was inevitable, at least he wanted to give her more options in choosing her marriage.

Yu Shinan admitted that he wasn't that sentimental; he could think of things more realistically.

But to his surprise, the private investigator, instead of finding evidence of Han Yi's infidelity, sent him some photos of the two of them together.

She saw him off at the door. In the photo, the two of them are hugging and smiling.

Yu Shinan understands Fu Sichen; he can tell whether she is sad or angry.

Their raised eyebrows and lively eyes made them both smile brightly.

Just like my mother said, how can a couple be without conflicts? They might make a mistake sometimes. Only when one party is willing to come back and the other is willing to forgive and be tolerant will the marriage be stronger than before. This is the wisdom of married life, not the kind of relationship where things are only good when they are tearing each other apart. So if a couple decides to forgive and correct each other, as outsiders, we should offer our blessings.

Whether to offer blessings or not.

Yu Shinan just wanted this girl to be happy.

The farm's meals feature organic vegetables and wild greens, as well as free-range pheasants—basically, a natural lifestyle.

This is a slow-paced lifestyle that is hard to experience in a city of steel and concrete.

Yu Qian ordered some wine, and poured it for Yu Shinan, muttering to himself, "Brother, enjoy life while you can, don't let the golden goblet face the moon empty. Have some, have some."

Fu Sichen smiled and sat down next to him again, knowing that he did not yet have a boyfriend with whom he had a defined relationship.

This stirred up a turmoil within me.

Yu Qian filled the glass and turned to pour one for Fu Sichen, saying, "Hey girl, have some too. A little wine makes for a better atmosphere."

Before Fu Sichen could even say "good," Yu Shinan intercepted the wine bottle in Yu Qian's hand. "What do you want to drink? Order her some pumpkin juice."