Evening.
The setting sun hung like a blazing fireball, casting its golden glow over the Luo Shen Building in the heart of Caizhou City.
Luo Shuhe sat elegantly in the restaurant on the sixteenth floor, one leg crossed over the other, quietly gazing at the city bathed in the crimson hues of dusk.
To be more precise, her eyes were fixed in the direction of the distant municipal government compound.
Though her view was obstructed by several towering skyscrapers, making it impossible to see, she continued to stare in that direction regardless.
Just then, her phone buzzed insistently in her pocket.
Luo Shuhe pulled it out, and her already expressionless face grew even colder as she read the messages.
[Luo Shuning: [Photos] 8]
[Luo Shuning: [Group Photos] 8]
[Luo Shuning: Shuhe, big brother was so handsome today! (?????????)]
[Luo Shuning: I had no idea he composed other pieces too—[Judge Bao], [Song of the Brave], and [Horse Race] were amazing! He’s a genius with the suona! ?˙?˙?]
[Luo Shuning: But I still think [Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix] is the best. ????·??·?????]
[Luo Shuning: It’s such a shame you weren’t there, Shuhe. You should’ve seen how engrossed and happy all the grandparents were, all praising big brother. ??????????]
After reading the messages, Luo Shuhe typed a reply:
[Luo Shuhe: That’s fine. As long as you had fun, sister.]
[Luo Shuning: So much fun! I was overjoyed hearing big brother get praised. ?(?????)?]
[Luo Shuning: What are you up to now, Shuhe? (?????????)=??????]
[Luo Shuhe: About to have dinner.]
[Luo Shuning: Then go ahead and eat! I need to help big brother with something later. Bye! ???????????]
How childish.
Luo Shuhe shook her head, deciding not to reply further as she tucked her phone away.
Some time later, Gu Feng strode into the restaurant, dressed in a well-tailored suit, his steps light and confident.
Familiar colleagues greeted him warmly along the way.
"Good evening, President Gu."
"President Gu."
"Here for dinner, President Gu?"
"Mhm." Gu Feng responded to each with a gentle smile.
Though he was merely Luo Liang’s secretary and chauffeur, everyone addressed him respectfully as "President Gu."
After all, mastering the art of living off one’s wife was no small feat—not everyone could pull it off.
Spotting Gu Feng approaching, Luo Shuhe immediately rose to her feet, her face lighting up with a sweet smile as she greeted him affectionately:
"Dad."
Hearing the tender address, Gu Feng beamed, his voice tinged with apology as he explained:
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Shuhe. Your mother’s been swamped lately—sometimes she doesn’t even have time to eat. I’ll pack something to bring back for her later."
"You’ve been working hard too, Dad."
Luo Shuhe pulled out a chair for him, her every movement radiating thoughtfulness—like the perfect, doting daughter.
"You’re always so considerate, Shuhe."
Gu Feng’s grin stretched ear to ear as he settled comfortably into his seat.
Truth be told, ever since their conversation that night, Luo Shuhe had seemed like a different person—sending him caring messages throughout the day, and today, even skipping her usual visit to the government compound just to have dinner with him.
Compared to Gu Luo and Gu Ximan, she was infinitely more attentive.
This future daughter-in-law? A hundred out of a hundred.
"Shuhe, what would you like to eat?" Gu Feng scanned the QR code on the table with his phone before offering it to her.
But Luo Shuhe didn’t take it. Instead, she smiled sweetly, her eyes curving into crescents:
"You pick, Dad. Whatever you recommend will be delicious."
"Alright then."
Gu Feng nodded, his smile unwavering as he placed their orders. Once done, he turned to her with warm curiosity:
"So, how are things between you and Xiao Luo lately?"
At this, Luo Shuhe gave a demure nod, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "We’re doing well. We’ve already kissed... more than once."
"That fast?"
Gu Feng was momentarily surprised, but then it made sense.
They were young, living under the same roof, both stunning and talented—it was only natural their relationship progressed quickly.
After a pause, he nodded approvingly.
"Good, that’s good. I hope you two stay happy together. I’ll talk to Liang about this tonight."
Yet just then, Luo Shuhe’s expression dimmed.
She lowered her head, her voice tinged with sorrow. "But Dad... we’re not officially together yet..."
"What? You’re not dating?"
Gu Feng’s brows furrowed. Hesitantly, he asked, "Did that brat Gu Luo force you?"
"No, I wanted it too. Our feelings are mutual."
"Then... why aren’t you together?"
Utterly baffled, Gu Feng stared at her. They’d hugged, he’d massaged her feet, they’d kissed—and it was mutual! How could they not be official?
This didn’t add up.
It made no sense.
"Because... because..."
Luo Shuhe’s face twisted with conflict, stammering for a long moment before lowering her head further, as if burdened by something unspeakable.
Seeing this, Gu Feng’s heart clenched.
This had to be Gu Luo’s fault.
That little punk—was he playing her?
Taking advantage without committing?
Determined to stand up for her, he declared firmly:
"Shuhe, speak your mind. I’ve got your back."
"Thank you, Dad."
Luo Shuhe lifted her gaze, eyes brimming with gratitude, before continuing softly:
"You see, Dad, you already know how popular big brother is at school. Almost every girl there adores him."
"I’m aware."
Gu Feng nodded, recalling Gu Luo’s dazzling performance during the school festival.
The entire crowd had gone wild—even he had gotten swept up in the excitement, nearly forgetting to breathe at one point.
The girls had screamed themselves hoarse, their voices raw from cheering.
And that brat even had a fan title at school—"Gu God."
Was he trying to emulate those celebrities who led their fans on?
Luo Shuhe pressed on, her tone laced with melancholy:
"Now there’s a girl at school—just as pretty as me—who also likes big brother... and he has feelings for her too. That’s why he hasn’t made things official with me..."
"But I don’t blame him. It’s my fault for not being captivating enough..."
"Lately, I’ve been losing sleep over it... I really do love him... I just hope he’ll choose me..."
Not a single word she spoke was a lie—every sentence was honest, her conscience clear.
They had indeed kissed, even if she had initiated it forcefully.
And as triplets, Luo Shuning’s looks and figure were nearly identical to hers, so "a girl just as pretty as me" was factually accurate.
Besides, Luo Shuning did attend Guangya School, so referring to her as "a girl at school" was perfectly reasonable.
"That bastard!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Feng slammed the table in anger.
The loud "bang" startled nearby diners.
That damned brat—how dare he treat Luo Shuhe like this, hurting the poor girl so badly she couldn't even sleep.
"Ahem..."
After his outburst, Gu Feng realized his impropriety and quickly offered an apologetic smile to the surrounding guests. Then, with a tone of exasperation, he grumbled:
"That little punk must be itching for a beating. Isn’t this just two-timing?"
"How did I end up with such a disgraceful son?"
"Shuhe, I’ll go home later and give him a good whipping with my belt to vent your anger."
"No!" Luo Shuhe immediately waved her hands, her face filled with urgency.
"Dad, calm down. Big Brother is just too outstanding now—he has too many options, so it’s normal for him to hesitate."
"We’re just one step away from making things official. If you intervene, he might resent me..."
"Besides, even if you hit him, it’ll hurt my heart instead..."
Seeing his daughter still defending Gu Luo, so submissive in this relationship, Gu Feng was tempted to rush straight to the government compound and hang the boy up for a beating.
Letting out a slow breath, he spoke with utmost sincerity:
"Shuhe, I’ll make you a promise right now."
"You’re the only daughter-in-law I’ll ever accept."
"If that brat Gu Luo dares to wrong you, I’ll break his legs."
"Dad, you’re the best!"
Hearing this, Luo Shuhe immediately stood up and hurried behind Gu Feng, massaging his shoulders.
"It’s not that I’m good—it’s that boy who’s failed you."
Enjoying his daughter’s attentive care, Gu Feng continued:
"Shuhe, rest assured. I’ll always be on your side."
"You’re the only one I recognize as my daughter-in-law."
"Try handling it between yourselves first. If that brat still doesn’t wise up, I’ll step in and straighten him out."
"Dad, you’re the absolute best!"
A faint, almost imperceptible smirk of satisfaction tugged at Luo Shuhe’s lips.
Soon, the waiter brought their dinner.
Father and daughter enjoyed the delicious meal while chatting happily, the atmosphere warm and harmonious.
Suddenly, Luo Shuhe asked with curiosity:
"Dad, can you tell me about your childhood?"
At this, Gu Feng paused briefly before waving it off with a smile.
"Your dad grew up in an orphanage—nothing much worth telling."
Then, deftly changing the subject, he asked:
"By the way, Shuhe, you and Xiao Luo..."
Yet his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to those unforgettable days of his youth.
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