Today is Suitable for Sweetness

Chapter 13: Date.

When Song Shuwan woke up in the morning, her throat was a bit sore, as if she was catching a cold. So Ling Wensen went to the pharmacy and buy medicine for her, and told her to rest at home instead of accompanying him to deal with all those messy things.

After taking the medicine, Song Shuwan slept for a while and then got up to do the laundry.

Although Ling Wensen cared for her and told her not to do the laundry, to wait for him to come back and do it, he had too many things to worry about, and she wanted to share some of the burden for him.

Both of them were experiencing hardships for the first time, and she used to have no experience with household chores. They didn’t have any servants anymore, so she had to learn to take care of the housework herself.

As soon as Song Shuwan put the clothes in the laundry basin, she heard a knocking on the door.

She walked to the door and peeked outside through the peephole. She saw Chen Peiyu and Song Keyan, followed by the driver of the Song family. The driver was holding seven or eight paper bags in his hands.

“Why did you come?” Song Shuwan opened the door and let the guests in. “Please have a seat, I’ll make tea for you.”

Last time when Chen Peiyu visited the Ling family, she had criticized Ling Tian. Song Shuwan was unhappy about it, but Song Shuzhang was her own younger brother, and she couldn’t completely break ties with her sibling over a few words.

Chen Peiyu and Song Keyan sat on the wooden sofa, looking around the house.

It was a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, probably less than fifty square meters in total. The decoration was simple, and the outer shell of the air conditioner in the living room had turned yellow. They didn’t even have a television.

Chen Peiyu frowned disapprovingly and glanced at Song Shuwan, who was making tea.

Once a wealthy lady from a prestigious family, now she had fallen to the point of living in such a shabby place and personally making tea for guests.

“Sister, how much is the rent for this house you’re renting?” Chen Peiyu asked.

Song Shuwan poured tea leaves into the kettle and calmly replied, “Two thousand yuan per month.”

Chen Peiyu: “If you don’t have enough money to pay the rent, you can tell me. Although I can’t help your family much, I can still manage this small amount.”

Song Shuwan’s actions paused slightly, and she remained silent.

Doesn’t Chen Peiyu understand the current situation of the Ling family?

Does she have to wait for her to ask for help?

Song Keyan glanced at the two closed doors and asked: “Auntie, what about cousin? Is she not at home?”

Song Shuwan took out two clean cups and said: “Tian Tian went out to play with her friends.”

Chen Peiyu clicked her tongue: “She still has the mood to go out and play?”

The implication was that Ling Tian was carefree.

“It’s not helpful to stay cooped up at home. I asked her to go out and relax.”

Song Shuwan was starting to feel displeased. She brought the brewed tea over and placed a cup in front of each mother and daughter.

Chen Peiyu glanced at the tea that was brewed with some cheap tea leaves, which she didn’t even touch the teacup.

Song Keyan naturally didn’t drink it either and said: “Auntie, why haven’t we been able to reach Cousin’s phone these past few days?”

Song Shuwan didn’t want them to disturb Ling Tian anymore, so she casually replied: “Maybe this place is remote, and the signal isn’t very good.”

Song Keyan didn’t ask further. Chen Peiyu instructed the driver to place the things on the coffee table and said: “Sister, I heard that you’re not feeling well, so Yanyan and I came to see you and brought some things for you and Tian Tian.”

Song Shuwan looked at the pile of paper bags with big brand logos printed on them.

“It’s fine that you came; there’s no need to bring anything.” What they needed most right now was money, and they couldn’t afford such big brands.

Chen Peiyu: “These are all clothes for you and Tian Tian.”

Song Keyan opened one of the bags and took out a dress from it: “Auntie, look at how beautiful this dress is. I’ve only worn it twice, but I don’t really like it now. I’ll leave it for Cousin to wear.”

Song Shuwan was taken aback and looked at Song Keyan: “You wore it?”

“I’ve only worn it twice. It’s still in good condition,” Song Keyan said with a smile, “My cousin and I have similar body types, so it will definitely fit her.”

Song Shuwan pointed to the other bags on the coffee table: “Are these all clothes you’ve worn?”

“No,” Chen Peiyu said, “some of them are clothes I’ve worn. Sister, they should fit you too.”

Song Shuwan turned her face aside, took a deep breath slowly, and said: “Take them back. We still have enough clothes to wear, we don’t need them.”

“You may not need them, but Tian Tian does,” Chen Peiyu said. “She’s going to school tomorrow. Tian Tian used to be a wealthy young lady, and she loves looking beautiful. We can’t let her wear those cheap clothes to school.”

“What’s wrong with wearing cheap clothes?” Song Shuwan’s tone was calm. “As long as the clothes are clean and our hearts are pure, we won’t be bothered by what others say.”

Chen Peiyu’s face darkened: “These are all designer clothes. I specifically brought them here out of good intentions. Don’t you want them?”

“Take them back, all of them,” Song Shuwan held her forehead, “I have a headache now and need some rest.”

The mother and daughter were given the order to leave. As Chen Peiyu descended the stairs, she muttered, “You don’t appreciate it when someone gives you a helping hand. Song Shuwan really doesn’t know what’s good for her.”

“If she doesn’t appreciate it, so be it,” Song Keyan scoffed. “Let Tian Tian go to school tomorrow and become a laughingstock.”

When they reached the ground floor, Chen Peiyu told the driver, “Throw all these clothes in the trash bin.”

After all, they were clothes they would never wear again, and it would be inconvenient to have them around.

By the banks of the Suhe River, in the Lanting.

After taking a nap, Ling Tian woke up to find it was already 3 o’clock in the afternoon. With her evening date in mind, she wasted no time and immediately got out of bed to wash her hair, put on makeup, and style her hair…

The scars on her arms and legs had not completely healed yet, so she ended up choosing a white dress with cinched lantern sleeves to wear.

Ling Tian came downstairs, and Aunt Qin, who was watching TV in the living room, heard the movement and quickly stood up, looking at the girl descending the stairs.

She had a graceful posture, with a neck and shoulders as elegant as a swan, and a slender waist that could be held with one hand.

Her face was exceptionally beautiful, with smooth and full contours, rosy lips, watery eyes, and chestnut-colored hair partially braided and pinned up, revealing a pair of pearl earrings dangling from her earlobes.

“Miss Ling, are you going out?” Aunt Qin asked.

“I’ll be leaving later,” Ling Tian replied, supporting herself on the stair railing and giving a slight smile. “Aunt Qin, I just wanted to let you know that you don’t have to cook for me tonight. Ah Yan and I will be eating outside.”

Aunt Qin smiled and said: “Miss Ling, are you going on a date with your husband tonight?”

Upon hearing the romantic word “date,” a hint of sweetness unconsciously emerged in Ling Tian’s heart. Two dimples appeared at the corners of her lips as she nodded gently.

“Yes, after dinner, we’re going to watch a movie. We might come back late, so there’s no need for you to prepare bird’s nest soup for me.”

Half an hour earlier, Fu Chenyan finished work and came home to pick up Ling Tian for dinner.

The car stopped downstairs, and the man in the back seat had deep and profound features, his gaze quietly fixed outside the window.

Before long, Ling Tian appeared within his line of sight.

She had a graceful figure, and when she looked in his direction, a sweet smile bloomed on her face, making it difficult for him to withdraw his gaze.

The driver opened the car door for Ling Tian.

“Thank you, Uncle Cheng,” she said as she got into the car and sat beside him.

Fu Chenyan caught a faint fragrance, as if a slightly tipsy breeze had brought the blooming orange blossoms from a distance to his nose.

Ling Tian leaned over and kissed his cheek, her sweet and soft voice sounding in his ear: “Husband…”

Fu Chenyan’s heart warmed, and he couldn’t help but hold her hand.

He looked at her and noticed her eye makeup, a gentle gradient of gray and pink eyeshadow with scattered specks of platinum glitter on the center of her eyelids. A thin eyeliner extended from the corner of her eyes, a light touch of blush on her cheeks, and her lips adorned with a peach-colored misty lipstick, giving her a delicate and tender appearance.

Clearly, she had taken great care in her appearance.

A gentle affection filled Fu Chenyan’s eyes as he spoke with a smile: “You look beautiful today.”

Ling Tian’s heart bloomed with joy, her face showing a hint of shyness. She leaned in again and kissed him: “Thank you.”

The driver started the car and smoothly drove out of the Lanting estate.

Fu Chenyan’s slender fingers slid into the gaps between Ling Tian’s fingers as he asked in a warm voice: “Did you save those chat records?”

The warmth in his palm spread to Ling Tian’s heart as she looked down at their intertwined hands and softly replied: “Yes, I saved them.”

Fu Chenyan: “Are you satisfied?”

Ling Tian nodded: “Satisfied.”

When mentioning the chat records, she couldn’t help but think of those two words that made her heart race. Her face felt warm, and she glanced at Fu Chenyan, softly saying: “Husband, it seems like I’ve never heard you call me…”

She paused, perhaps because the driver was present, she felt a bit shy to say it out loud.

Fu Chenyan glanced at her sideways: “What?”

Ling Tian shook her head: “Nothing.”

However, Fu Chenyan leaned over, his thin lips close to her ear, and asked: “Never heard me call you what?”

His deep voice carried a magnetic tone, causing Ling Tian’s ears to tingle, and her heartbeat quickened for a moment. She slightly tilted her head and said: “I’ll tell you when we get home tonight.”

Fu Chenyan’s gaze swept over her blushing ears, and he chuckled softly: “Alright, we’ll talk about it when we get home tonight.”

The dining location for tonight was a very famous restaurant in Beijing, which was difficult to book. The last time Ling Tian wanted to eat at this restaurant with Si Qin, she called to make a reservation but was told that all bookings for the year were full.

However, when Ling Tian walked into the restaurant, holding Fu Chenyan’s arm, she found that the spacious restaurant had no customers at all.

Clearly, they had cleared the scene.

Tonight, it was a candlelight dinner exclusively for her and Fu Chenyan.

A clean, solid-colored linen tablecloth was neatly spread across the table, adorned with randomly scattered rose petals. Each petal was fresh and full, with a hint of pink on the edges.

The candle holders were arranged at different heights, and the dim light gave everything a soft filter, making the atmosphere serene. The flickering lights reflected on the handsome and noble man sitting across from her.

Fu Chenyan raised his glass and gently tapped it against hers.

The amber-colored liquid swirled in the tall glass, emitting a slightly sweet and tangy aroma. It was sipped by the girl’s red lips and slid down the man’s rolling Adam’s apple.

After the candlelit dinner, Fu Chenyan took Ling Tian to see a movie.

The movie theater was conveniently located near the restaurant, and Assistant Yu had already reserved two tickets for them in advance. It was a romance film.

The theater was not empty; young couples surrounded them from all sides.

The lights in the screening room dimmed, and the film officially began.

Ling Tian held a bucket of popcorn in her arms and occasionally fed a piece to Fu Chenyan.

She watched attentively, picking up a sweet and fragrant popcorn kernel and putting it in her own mouth. Then, with her fingertips, she picked up another one from the bucket and offered it to Fu Chenyan’s lips. Before he could eat it, her attention immediately returned to the big screen.

Fu Chenyan glanced at her, seeing the flickering lights in her bright eyes.

A mysterious emotion flickered in his eyes as he bit into the popcorn, taking her fingertips into his mouth as well.

Suddenly, a warm and moist sensation was transmitted to her fingertips, causing Ling Tian to subconsciously turn her gaze and realize that her fingertips were actually caught between the man’s lips. Her almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Fu Chenyan seemed to just realize what had happened and whispered: “Sorry, I didn’t notice.”

The feeling from her fingertips lingered, slightly hot and tingling, causing Ling Tian’s eyelashes to tremble slightly. She shook her head and said: “It’s okay.”

As she handed the popcorn to Fu Chenyan again, her gaze remained fixed on him until he finished eating the popcorn, then she turned her attention back to the big screen.

Romantic movies never lacked ambiguous scenes. The progress of this film was particularly fast. Before even reaching one-third of the plot, the main characters had already kissed passionately, their lips and tongues entwined, with great intensity, and even separating with a thread of saliva.

Ling Tian blushed and felt hot while watching.

What made her feel even more uncomfortable was that several couples around them, perhaps inspired by the scenes in the movie, were embracing each other without a care, kissing passionately.

At this moment, Fu Chenyan’s arm suddenly stretched across her from behind, and his big hand embraced her shoulder.

The palm of his hand seemed to be warmer than usual, causing Ling Tian’s heart to skip a beat. She turned her face to look at him and in the dim and flickering light, she saw a hint of passion ignite in his cold eyes.

The ambiguous sounds around them refused to settle down and only grew more intense.

The atmosphere had reached this point, and it seemed that if they didn’t do something, it would be awkward.

Fu Chenyan gradually approached her, causing Ling Tian’s heart to beat faster.

His breath drew closer, and his large hand left her shoulder and caressed the back of her neck.

Like an electric shock, Ling Tian trembled sensitively as his breath enveloped her.

Their lips pressed together, and they had been this close many times before, but perhaps knowing that this time he wanted to use his tongue, Ling Tian’s heartbeat intensified like a drumbeat, and her body became slightly tense.

Fu Chenyan didn’t just lightly touch her lips as usual; he lingered there for one second, two seconds…

His large hand gently caressed the skin on the back of her neck and then he suddenly captured her soft and tender lips.