Fortune Across the World

Chapter 130: Committed to Reconciliation (Part 1)

Though it was just a few words, they were enough to reassure the patriarch of the Fu family slightly. He thought that Ruqing isn't someone easily deceived by mere words, and once he and Ruqing reconcile, he could always keep an eye on things, ensuring that this young man wouldn't dare overstep.

"Will you help me reconcile with Ruqing?" The patriarch had already made up his mind.

"I am willing to do everything in my power to help Qing'er and the patriarch reconcile," Ding Qiyu promised with a respectful bow.

The patriarch nodded, lifting his teacup leisurely as he said, "Then, on the day Ruqing and I reconcile, I will grant your request."

So, if they don't reconcile, it won't be granted? The patriarch, ever the businessman, had cleverly tied a condition to this, ensuring Ding Qiyu would work hard to mend their relationship. However, even without such a condition, Ding Qiyu would have done so, as it was beneficial for her to have her future father-in-law on her side. She gladly accepted, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, patriarch!"

The patriarch gently blew away the tea leaves floating in his cup. "You should return now. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid Ruqing's people will come looking for you here."

Realizing it was getting late, Ding Qiyu hurriedly took her leave and rushed back to Yunshu Inn. There, she found Fu Ruqing sitting with a worried expression in the hall. Seeing Ding Qiyu return, her anxious heart finally settled. Despite the soreness in her waist and legs, she stood up and approached Ding Qiyu, asking, "Where did you go?" Her clear voice, tinged with urgency, was easily discernible to Ding Qiyu.

Ding Qiyu wrapped an arm around her waist, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Qing'er, I was late. The patriarch wanted to talk to me..."

"My father looked for you?" Fu Ruqing tilted her head up, her tone becoming more urgent, "He—"

Ding Qiyu gently pulled her back into her embrace, shaking her head, "No, don't worry, Qing'er. The patriarch didn't give me a hard time."

"Then what did he talk to you about?" Fu Ruqing slightly turned her head, letting Ding Qiyu's scent envelop her. No one knew how helpless and scared she felt when she woke up on the couch, waiting for her return.

"Well, I'll tell you tonight," Ding Qiyu said, placing Fu Ruqing's hand on her stomach, "I'm so hungry. Aren't you hungry, Qing'er? Let's eat first!"

Tonight... Hearing this word, Fu Ruqing paused, her cheeks tinting with color, but a hint of anticipation rose in her heart. Last night, aside from the initial part that left her shy and flustered, the warmth that followed was something she cherished deeply. Could it be that from now on, she could always fall asleep in her arms? As long as Ding Qiyu returned safely and wasn't troubled by her father, Fu Ruqing was in no rush to learn the details of their conversation, so she agreed to have dinner with her.

After quickly tidying up her room, Ding Qiyu slipped into Fu Ruqing's bedroom. She had already spoken with Silver Sui, confirming that those serving in the courtyard were Qing'er's trusted people, who wouldn't spread rumors. So, Ding Qiyu wasn't worried about anyone speaking ill of her Qing'er.

Watching Ding Qiyu enter the room, Silver Sui felt both happy for her mistress, having found someone to rely on, and worried about their yet-to-be-solidified status. She hoped that once they returned to Yinzou, Ding Qiyu would fulfill her promise to marry her mistress and love and protect her for life, not turn into someone who would abandon her.