Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1092 That Day

He took off his glasses and placed them on the coffee table, revealing his deep, dark eyes. He looked at Su Wan and said earnestly, "Thank you, Su Wan." This was the first time Lu Chengyuan had called her by her name. There was neither the distant air of "Miss Su" nor the cold indifference of "servant." Just three simple words, yet they were like a stone dropped into the lake of Su Wan's heart, stirring up ripples. Su Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to meet Lu Chengyuan's eyes. The tips of her ears flushed slightly, like ripe apples. Lu Chengyuan looked at her shy expression, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a very faint smile. The smile was light, but like sunshine, it illuminated his entire face, making him look less cold than usual and more gentle and handsome. After that night, Lu Chengyuan's attitude towards Su Wan changed significantly. Before, he rarely spoke to Su Wan and even deliberately avoided meeting her. But now, he would proactively greet Su Wan, asking her, "How did you like your breakfast today?" over breakfast. He would deliberately strike up conversation while she cleaned the living room. Once, Su Wan was sweeping the hallway outside his study when Lu Chengyuan emerged, a book in hand, and said, "Su Wan, please put this book on the bookshelf in the living room for me, and bring me a copy of 'One Hundred Years of Solitude.'" Su Wan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the book, a warm feeling welling up in her heart—he'd actually let her into the study to get a book, something he'd never done before. Another time, Lu Chengyuan came home late from work, leaving Su Wan asleep. The next morning, while preparing breakfast in the kitchen, Su Wan found a beautifully packaged strawberry cake in the refrigerator. Uncle Zhang told her that Mr. Lu had brought it home specially the night before, saying, "I saw some good strawberry cakes at the supermarket, so I bought some for everyone to try." But Su Wan knew Lu Chengyuan never liked sweets. He'd bought the strawberry cake because once, while shopping with Uncle Zhang at the supermarket, she'd seen a strawberry cake on the shelf and couldn't help but take a second look. Unexpectedly, he'd remembered it. Su Wan gradually let down her guard, discovering that despite his cold exterior, Lu Chengyuan possessed a hidden tenderness. Once, while cleaning the living room, Su Wan accidentally broke an antique vase. The vase had belonged to Lu Chengyuan's grandfather and was said to be worth a fortune. Shocked, Su Wan paled and stood there, bewildered, tears welling in her eyes. Lu Chengyuan heard the noise and approached. Seeing the broken pieces on the floor, he didn't blame her. Instead, he immediately asked, "Are you hurt? Did you cut your hands?" He even asked Uncle Zhang to quickly bring a broom to clean up, fearing the debris might scratch Su Wan's feet. Another time, Su Wan's mother's condition suddenly worsened, requiring immediate surgery. They were still 50,000 yuan short of the cost. Su Wan was terrified, unsure where to find the money. She didn't dare tell Lu Chengyuan, fearing he'd think she was deliberately making an excuse to ask for money. But Uncle Zhang found out and told Lu Chengyuan. Lu Chengyuan didn't say much, simply having him give Su Wan a bank card with 100,000 yuan in it, claiming it was "three months' salary advance," to pay for her mother's surgery. He also gave her three days off to care for her mother in the hospital. Su Wan held the card, overwhelmed with gratitude. She knew Lu Chengyuan was being deliberate in his favor; a three-month salary advance wouldn't have been enough. She secretly resolved to work even harder and repay Lu Chengyuan. What touched Su Wan most was her birthday. It was winter, and she was busy at the villa as usual, having forgotten it. But when she returned to her room that night, she found a small birthday cake on her bedside table. It was strawberry-flavored and had twenty-two candles on it. Next to it was a small card with the words "Happy Birthday" written in Lu Chengyuan's bold, powerful handwriting. Su Wan looked at the cake and the card, and couldn't help but shed tears. She didn't expect that Lu Chengyuan actually remembered her birthday and remembered that her age on her resume was twenty-two. She blew out the candles and made a silent wish in her heart - she hoped that her mother's health would get better soon, and she hoped that she could always stay by Lu Chengyuan's side, make breakfast for him, clean the room, and spend every day with him. The atmosphere between the two of them became more and more subtle, like a thin layer of window paper that would break with a slight poke. When Su Wan was cleaning the study, Lu Chengyuan would deliberately find topics to chat with her, asking her what color she liked, what dishes she liked to eat, and what movies she liked to watch; when Su Wan was resting, he would invite her to watch TV in the living room together. Although the two didn't talk much, the atmosphere was very warm; when Su Wan went to the hospital to visit her mother, he would ask the driver Lao Zhou to take her there, and specifically asked Lao Zhou to bring some nutritional supplements. When Lu Chengyuan came home late from work, Su Wan would leave a light on for him and prepare a hot midnight snack. When he was ill, she cared for him attentively, giving him his medicine on time and preparing him light porridge. When he was down, she would quietly stay by his side and brew him a cup of his favorite Blue Mountain coffee. But they both knew the gap in status stood between them, like an unbridgeable chasm. Lu Chengyuan was the high-ranking president of the Xinggang Group, a wealthy aristocrat surrounded by a variety of outstanding women. His wife should be a daughter of equal status, not a common maid. Su Wan was an ordinary girl, from a poor family, her mother still hospitalized. The difference between her and Lu Chengyuan was worlds apart. She didn't dare dream of being with him, fearing that her status would bring trouble to him. He raised his umbrella over them again, this time tilting it slightly towards Su Wan to protect her from the rain. "Come in, don't catch a cold." Lu Chengyuan's tone softened a lot, no longer as cold as before, and even carried a hint of subtle concern. Su Wan nodded and followed Lu Chengyuan into the villa. The rain was still falling, and the space under the umbrella was very small. The two of them were very close, and Su Wan could clearly smell the scent on Lu Chengyuan's body. It was a light cedar scent mixed with the fresh scent of rain, which smelled very good and gradually calmed her nervous mood. She secretly raised her eyes to look at Lu Chengyuan. His profile looked particularly soft under the light, and water droplets hung on his long eyelashes.