Chapter 377: Change

Chapter 377 Changes

As soon as she looked up, Su He saw Fu Tinghua standing right in front of her, grinning at her.

Su He gave him an irritated look, ignored him, and continued checking out the next customer.

"Three yuan, thanks."

Even after finishing with this batch of customers, Su He still had no plans to talk to Fu Tinghua.

Couldn’t stand waiting any longer, Fu Tinghua stepped behind the counter, grabbed Su He’s hand, and said earnestly, "I’m sorry."

Su He: "......"

"What are you apologizing for?" Su He lifted her eyes to ask.

"I got drunk last night and made a scene. I’m sorry." As he spoke, Fu Tinghua recalled the embarrassing way he had acted in front of Su He the night before and couldn’t help covering his forehead.

Seeing how he himself found his behavior shameful, Su He finally felt a little better.

"Well, you were indeed super clingy and obnoxious last night. Remember any of the nonsense you spouted?" Su He couldn’t help but laugh in the end.

Seeing that his wife didn’t seem angry, Fu Tinghua let out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, I won’t drink that much again. Last night was really unavoidable." Fu Tinghua sighed helplessly.

He had truly been tricked by Xia Chengan—not only had the man blew it with his crush, but he had also dragged Fu Tinghua down with him.

The imported liquor they drank last night hit like a truck later.

At the time, the three of them felt fine at first, but the moment the breeze hit them, they were done for.

Xia Chengan and Qi Yunyang, who were used to hard liquor, were fine, but Fu Tinghua wasn’t used to it.

"Oh? How was it unavoidable?" Su He said dryly.

Yeah right, like she’d trust a man’s excuses.

"Xia Chengan dragged me out to drink last night. That imported liquor—I don’t usually drink it, and the aftereffect was really strong," Fu Tinghua explained again.

Hearing this, Su He found that made sense.

Back when she used to drink red wine, it was the same—the aftereffect was intense.

Usually, by the time she thought she was just buzzed, she was already drunk.

"Fine, I’ll let it slide this time." Su He waved her hand, shooing him off—she forgave him.

After drinking so much last night, without a nap today, he’d be useless at work all afternoon.

"Aren’t you curious why he called us out?" Fu Tinghua suddenly asked.

"What was his deal? Did he have a sudden epiphany about Xia Miao?"

Su He had only thrown out, but when she saw Fu Tinghua looking at her, looking impressed, like she’d nailed it.

Su He: "......"

"Wait, for real?" Su He deadpanned.

But Fu Tinghua nodded and said, "He's always liked Xia Miao; he just got stuck in his own head."

"Is he crazy?" Su He muttered.

Poor Xia Miao. Who knows if she’ll break up with her current boyfriend and get back together with Xia Chengan after finding out he liked her.

But Xia Miao's current boyfriend was just as unlucky. For a moment, it was hard to say who was worse off.

In any case, Xia Chengan was the one to blame. Hopefully, Xia Miao wouldn’t forgive him too quickly.

Knowing that Fu Tinghua had a surgery scheduled in the afternoon, Su He wasn’t in a hurry to bring up the Fu Yanju matter with him.

She’d wait until he got off work this afternoon to talk to him. Tomorrow was the weekend, and they’d have to go to the Fu family to discuss this matter.

The thought alone gave her a headache.

For some reason, Su He felt that her mother-in-law, Wu Yanhua, might not like Yu Xu as a son-in-law.

Yu Xu was a good seven years older than Fu Yanju and already had a sixteen-year-old son.

Meanwhile, Fu Yanju was still young, with many siblings and a particularly outstanding younger brother.

Right now, in Shangyao Village, there were no shortage of suitors for Fu Yanju.

Even the Lius were pushing for Liu Yi to marry her.

After all, Liu Yi was quite popular in the village. Though he was only a farmer, he was handsome.

Wasn’t her mother-in-law all for Liu Yi back then?

Now, suddenly, they were switching to Yu Xu—a much older, lame guy with baggage. Who knew if Wu Yanhua could accept it.

Su He was zoned out when someone suddenly called her.

"Su Jiejie."

Su He looked up—it was Xia Miao.

It’d been ages since she last saw Xia Miao. Now, meeting her again, she was surprised to find that Xia Miao’s style of dress was completely different from before.

The Xia Miao of the past, always meticulously dressed and dripping with luxury, was nowhere to be seen. In her place was a woman in plain, simple clothes.

Yet, even so, Xia Miao was still a knockout.

Back then, every time she appeared, she would draw everyone’s attention—like a hothouse rose in full bloom, exuding charm and high-class poise.

At that time, her makeup was impeccable, her clothes designer, and every movement carried the elegance and confidence of someone from a wealthy family.

But now, though Xia Miao was no longer as dazzling as before, this plain style gave her a different kind of unique charm.

At this moment, she was like a lotus floating serene in a pond—fresh and refined, with a quiet, girl-next-door charm.

Her face was free of makeup, yet still as fair as jade; her hair was simply tied up, accentuating her natural purity.

Her simple outfit, though unassuming, hugged her curves just enough to catch the eye.

Talk about a glow-down!

"Heh, Su Jiejie, why are you looking at me like that?" Xia Miao asked somewhat awkwardly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the way you're dressed now is quite nice," Su He said with a smile.

"Yeah, I... I should have done this long ago. I was never really part of the Xia family, yet I always wanted the person I liked to see me at my most refined, always dressing to impress," Xia Miao remarked with a hint of irony.

"Don't overthink it," Su He said, noticing that Xia Miao didn't seem head-over-heels in love, her eyes revealing a trace of curiosity.

"Sister Su, thanks for being there for me during this time," Xia Miao suddenly said.

"What’s wrong? Why bring this up all of a sudden?" Su He sensed something was off about her demeanor.

"Sister Su, do you know what university I attended?" Xia Miao asked abruptly.

"I... I don’t know. I never asked Dr. Fu either," Su He replied, a little embarrassed.

Xia Miao smiled at her and answered, "It’s fine, I never told you. I went to a pedagogical university."

"Oh, I see. That’s great! You might not know this, but my dad was a teacher."

"I do know. Xia..." Xia Miao paused, then added, "Chengan mentioned that Dr. Fu’s wife's father was a teacher. I remember that."

Xia Miao remembered practically everything Xia Chengan had ever said.