"She’s arranging a matchmaking for me."

Ming Xu’s hands were in his pants pockets, and as he walked past the two, he casually remarked, looking straight ahead.

Su Xiaomeng hadn’t meant to help Ming Xu with this comment but felt, deep down, that... it was all a bit too rushed.

Only the tall, upright figure of Shan Mingxu was left behind, with a knowing smile playing on his face.

He didn’t argue with Yin Shihua.

Yin Shihua glared at Shan Mingxu’s back, thinking this guy is just trouble!

Actually, she knew that it was a bit rushed to arrange a matchmaking for Ming Xu now, but she had her own reasons...

"It’s just that a writer friend of your brother-in-law brought it up, and his friend’s daughter is quite pretty. Since we never know when Ming Xu will return once he leaves, I took advantage of his return this time to set up a meeting."

"Oh..."

Su Xiaomeng responded verbally, but was still somewhat hesitant inside.

"You know, this matter isn’t really tied to time. You can’t say it’s too early at twenty-three or too late at thirty-two; it’s all about the right timing, isn’t it?"

Listening to Yin Shihua’s words...

Su Xiaomeng thought about it and found there was some sense in it.

"Ming Xu doesn’t realize it now, but finding the perfect person in a lifetime is not easy."

"If he doesn’t keep an eye out himself, shouldn’t his parents worry more?"

"Xiao Meng, you haven’t reached this stage yet, but when Shuangshuang and Huanghuang grow to Ming Liang and Ming Xu’s age, you’ll understand the worry."

Su Xiaomeng figured that was true.

In terms of parenting, Yin Shihua and Shan Munan always seemed more seasoned and appropriate than herself.

Ming Xu sat on the sofa while the elders leaned back, watching the news on TV.

Yin Shihua insisted on Su Xiaomeng staying a bit longer, and Xiao Meng found it hard to refuse. She sat next to Shan Mingxu and subconsciously said,

"Listen to your mom; she’s right."

Shan Mingxu’s eyes widened, looking at Su Xiaomeng’s face with surprise.

How many steps have these two women taken? How many words exchanged?

Su Xiaomeng’s attitude had shifted?

Shan Mingxu swallowed hard, genuinely surprised for a moment...

"I met your uncle when I was nineteen, and no one said it was too early—they said it was just right!"

"So...?"

"Since your mom wants you to see someone, go; maybe you’ll meet the right person."

Well, Su Xiaomeng had entirely become Yin Shihua’s spokesperson.

"Alright, alright, I’ve already agreed to go... You women can really nag!"

"..."

"..."

"I... don’t nag..."

A soft, melodious voice quietly sounded, and Shan Mingxu glanced at the person sitting on the single sofa opposite, Fu Sheng.

He only took a glance before looking away without saying anything.

Su Xiaomeng focused on the young woman who spoke...

Fu Sheng met her gaze, her lips slightly curved into a smile as she raised her hand to greet Su Xiaomeng,

"Hello."

Come to think of it, Su Xiaomeng hadn’t properly greeted Fu Sheng, even though they had met several times before.

Things had always been too rushed.

Now, Xiao Meng settled down, took a serious look at Fu Sheng, and realized just how pretty and exquisite the young woman was.

Xiao Meng had beautiful women around her—not just few, but with different qualities: elegant, sexy, gentle, talented, alluring...

But Fu Sheng was entirely natural.

Her long eyelashes, perfectly sparse, and her eyebrows, not too thick, like slender willow leaves, arched slightly, reacting to emotions, her delicate lips, and dainty nose...

Her grace was such that every smile and frown was captivating, but inexplicably, it wasn’t arousing.

If thrown into the entertainment industry, Fu Sheng would absolutely outshine all the popular actresses.

Su Xiaomeng, as a woman, felt so, let alone the men.

"Hello, I’m Su Xiaomeng, it’s..."

"I know, you’re Ming Xu’s aunt. I’ve seen you a few times before but never had the chance to greet you. I’m..."

Fu Sheng paused for a moment, unsure how to introduce herself.

With that pause, Shan Mingxu took over, saying,

"She’s called Fu Sheng, an orphan, injured and without a home, I brought her back for my parents to take care of."

"What’s her name?"

Su Xiaomeng was momentarily stunned, her heart tightened as she looked at the beautiful, seemingly harmless woman, and showed surprise.

Shan Mingxu assumed Su Xiaomeng hadn’t heard his words clearly, so he repeated,

"Her name is Fu Sheng."

"Fu Sheng...?"

"Yes."

Shan Mingxu took an orange from the coffee table and started peeling it, noticing hesitation in Su Xiaomeng’s tone and asked,

"What’s wrong with the name?"

Fu Sheng also noticed something odd in Su Xiaomeng’s tone and looked at her,

"Is the name Fu Sheng somewhat strange?"

Su Xiaomeng saw the woman before her as pure and docile, charming, yet couldn’t reconcile the thought that she was...

"No, I think the name sounds lovely."

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"Her name is Fu Sheng."

"Fu Sheng Ruo Meng, my lost dream."

"Fu Sheng... this name sounds quite tragic!"

"..."

...

Han Tan had mentioned the lover he broke up with was named Fu Sheng, a name that leaves an impression that is hard to forget.

A literary name with an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Su Xiaomeng felt suspicious but didn’t speak rashly, as...

"Thank you."

Being complimented on having a nice name often brings joy, and Fu Sheng was no exception, though she didn’t miss the fleeting doubt in Su Xiaomeng’s eyes.

The elders asked Xiao Meng about her recent situation, showing care and concern, and she responded promptly, promising to look after herself.

In everything, do your best, without forcing it.

Outside, it was pitch-black, and the Shan Family’s home was quiet; at night, no sound could be heard outside except for the lively conversations inside.

"It’s really getting late. If I don’t head back, the little ones will fall asleep in the living room again."

Mentioning Shuangshuang and Huanghuang always brought pain to Su Xiaomeng’s heart,

"I can’t help it with these kids; they always wait for me to come home. If I don’t, they refuse to sleep and wait in the living room, ignoring my mom’s coaxing."

"Alright then, you should get going."

Zhou Mengqin didn’t delay Xiao Meng upon hearing this.

Su Xiaomeng bid farewell to the family, and Ming Xu stood up to see her off, but she politely declined, her gaze settling on Fu Sheng,

"Is your leg... injured?"

Seeing Fu Sheng stand up with crutches, Xiao Meng couldn’t help but ask.

Fu Sheng nodded, "Yes, rehabilitating now, it’ll gradually get better."

"Would you walk with me to the door, if possible?"

Fu Sheng paused for a moment, and the people present all showed surprise.

However, it seemed Xiao Meng wanted to speak privately with Fu Sheng, so the others didn’t comment.

"Just a few steps, if it’s difficult..."

"It’s alright, just a few steps, even without the crutches, it’s no problem."

Su Xiaomeng walked over with a smile, intimately linking arms with Fu Sheng, and the two exchanged smiles as they walked out together.

Leaving the villa, there was still dozens of meters to the courtyard gate, where the car was parked outside, ready.

"Just up to here."

Xiao Meng didn’t let Fu Sheng pass through the courtyard gate, and they stopped within the grounds.

By the gate, the two street lamps provided sufficient light, and Fu Sheng was slightly taller than Xiao Meng, but with high heels, they weren’t far apart.

Under the lights, Xiao Meng could clearly see Fu Sheng’s expression...

"I thought... you had something to say to me..."

Fu Sheng smiled.

Su Xiaomeng smiled too, then casually, without transition or warning, said,

"Han Tan."

"..." Fu Sheng’s heart suddenly clenched, and her entire heart seemed to stop beating in that instant!

"Do you know him?"

Su Xiaomeng asked, her gaze fixed firmly on Fu Sheng...