The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 10: Members of the Fu Family

Later, Gu Jiayue became Xie Shiyun's only good friend. She was like a bright star, illuminating his lonely inner world. They spent countless wonderful moments together, sharing each other's joys and sorrows.

In Xie Shiyun's eyes, Gu Jiayue is a smart, kind, and energetic girl. She always manages to bring Xie Shiyun joy and warmth in her own unique way. Whether at school or in life, she is always by Xie Shiyun's side, offering him support and encouragement.

Together they explored unknown territories and faced difficulties and challenges together. Under Gu Jiayue's influence, Xie Shiyun gradually learned how to care for others and understood the importance of cherishing friendship.

Tang Zhou would also learn about Gu Jiayue's life, her news, and everything about her from his perspective.

"You've been getting really close to that girl named Gu Jiayue lately!" Xie Shiyun, who had just returned home, saw Fu Shiyue sitting upright on the sofa, looking at her with a gloomy expression, and questioned, "Could it be... that you two have become best friends who can talk about anything?"

Before she could speak, he stood up and walked towards her step by step. Each step seemed to carry an irresistible force. Fu Shiyue's eyes flickered with complex emotions, his deep, magnetic voice echoing in the air: "Shiyun, I hope you can be alright..."

In the bustling metropolis of Lancheng, almost everyone knows that Xie Shiyun was adopted by Fu Shiyue at a young age and became his most cherished child. Their relationship transcends mere adoption; it's more like a deep kinship and unspoken understanding. Fu Shiyue dotes on Xie Shiyun, treating her as his own daughter, showering her with endless love and affection. Xie Shiyun, in turn, is filled with dependence and respect for Fu Shiyue.

His feelings for her were as clear as day, obvious to everyone, except for her, who pretended to be oblivious and ignored them.

Every time he greeted her warmly or inquired about her well-being, she would stand there expressionless, not even bothering to look at him, and coldly retort, "Fu Shiyue, stop with your crocodile tears! Do you think I'm as foolish as before? Let me tell you, I've seen right through you!" After saying that, she would turn and walk away, leaving him with only a resolute and ruthless back view. However, despite this cold treatment, he didn't give up, and continued to silently observe her every move…

The city of Lanzhou was unbearably hot and humid in the height of summer, with a clear blue sky and white clouds carrying a hint of restlessness.

The next day, she arrived at school. After class, Gu Jiayue, as usual, casually grabbed her arm and said, "Ayun, come on, I'll take you for a walk on the playground."

Suddenly, a commotion and a cacophony of cheers erupted from the playground.

"Tang Zhou, keep going! Tang Zhou, keep going!"

"marvelous!"

The shouts caught their attention, so they decided to follow the sound to see what was going on.

As the sun began to set, its rays bathed the earth. They followed the flow of people into the playground. Xie Shiyun curiously turned her head to look around, her gaze filled with a group of running figures. These figures were both unfamiliar and full of energy to her, giving her a vibrant atmosphere she had never felt before.

The golden sunset cast its glow on the basketball court, illuminating the boy's figure. Tang Zhou wore a loose-fitting jersey, his back soaked with sweat, the team logo on his chest rising and falling with his rapid breathing.

He gripped the basketball with both hands, the ball darting about in his grasp. His movements were agile and fluid, like a hawk catching the wind, skillfully utilizing his strength and speed to complete one dribble, breakthrough, and layup after another.

The match was finally over! He was panting heavily, like a wild horse, as if trying to expel every last breath from his lungs. Sweat poured down his forehead, soaking his hair and cheeks, but he didn't care. He simply tossed his head, letting the glistening beads of sweat dance in the air. His eyes were filled with exhaustion, but also gleamed with the light of victory. He slowly turned his head, his gaze landing on Xie Shiyun…

He walked with firm and steady steps, each step seemingly carrying boundless determination and strength. His gaze was fixed on her with focused intensity, as if the entire world had shrunk to just the two of them. As the distance closed, his figure grew taller and taller, radiating an undeniable presence.

Finally, he stood before her. They were so close they could feel each other's breath, and time seemed to stand still. She looked up, meeting his deep eyes, a strange mix of nervousness and anticipation welling up inside her.

"Xie Shiyun, my name is Tang Zhou." He introduced himself to her, his voice clear and bright, as if carrying a ray of sunshine.

Xie Shiyun was stunned, her eyes revealing a hint of doubt and surprise, "You...how could you..."

Countless questions welled up in her mind. She had never seen this man before, nor did she remember ever revealing her name to him. Yet, he called her name so naturally, as if they had known each other for a long time. She couldn't help but curiously scrutinize Tang Zhou before her, trying to find some clues in his expression and demeanor.

Tang Zhou smiled, his gaze gentle yet firm, as if he could see through Xie Shiyun's inner turmoil. He said softly, "Perhaps this is fate's arrangement, that we met here."

Xie Shiyun frowned slightly. She didn't completely believe Tang Zhou's words. Fate? She never believed in fate; she only believed in her own efforts and choices. But for some reason, she felt a little moved by Tang Zhou's smile and eyes.

"How did you know my name?" Xie Shiyun finally couldn't help but ask.

Tang Zhou smiled, his smile as warm as a spring breeze. "It's a secret, but I believe you'll gradually understand as time goes by. Now, let's be friends."

Xie Shiyun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. Although she still had many questions, she felt a strange fondness for Tang Zhou and was willing to become his friend.

At this very moment, on the distant continent of Australia.

In a spacious but slightly dimly lit room,

A man with fine, black hair falling across his forehead, his face half-lit and half-shadowed in the light, sat quietly on the sofa, a half-empty bottle of beer in his hand, his gaze fixed intently on the television screen. The television was broadcasting a news report about Fu Shiyue, who appeared handsome and dashing, attracting the attention and admiration of many.

However, the man seemed neither surprised nor taken aback by any of this. He merely narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips, as he twirled the faintly glowing ring in his hand with great interest. It was as if this report was nothing more than a minor episode in his daily life, or perhaps something he had already anticipated.

As his fingers deftly twirled, the ring spun incessantly in the man's hand, producing a crisp, melodious sound. Each rotation seemed to whisper a secret, arousing curiosity about the story hidden behind it. The man's gaze deepened with each turn of the ring, as if he were seeing far beyond this small object.

His thin, cicada-wing-like lips parted slightly, and he said in a clear, cold, and firm voice, "Fu Shiyue, so many years have passed, and I'm finally going back. I will definitely take back what rightfully belongs to me!"

After saying that, he dialed the number he knew by heart without hesitation.

"Anna, arrange the fastest flight from Australia to Lantau immediately. Time is of the essence, the sooner the better!" His tone was unusually firm, as if there was no room for negotiation.

A woman's voice, tinged with doubt and concern, came from the other end of the phone: "Elvis, are you really sure you want to do this? You've been here for ten whole years... Why are you making such a hasty decision all of a sudden?"

However, he didn't answer the other person's question directly. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "There are some things that I must face and resolve myself. Don't worry, I have my own plans and intentions." Then, he hung up the phone.

The man's black jacket was casually open, revealing a white shirt underneath, the collar slightly undone, exuding a touch of untamed spirit. He was tall and imposing, his muscles subtly defined, radiating a strong masculine charm. His hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands obscuring his forehead, but this did nothing to diminish his sharp gaze, which seemed to pierce through one's soul.

A slight, cynical smile played on his lips, as if he disregarded the world. But when he looked at you, his eyes revealed a unique focus and passion that made your heart race. His gait was languid yet confident, each step carrying an indescribable charm, as if the whole world was under his control.

"Fu Shiyue, I'm back."

As soon as he stepped off the plane, before he could even catch his breath, he was surrounded by a large group of reporters. These reporters, holding microphones and cameras, surged forward like a tidal wave, as if a pack of hungry wolves had spotted their prey.

"Fu Shiling, you disappeared for ten whole years. Now that you've suddenly returned, are you planning to go back to the Fu family?" A reporter asked first, his voice sharp and urgent.

Fu Shiling frowned slightly. He seemed somewhat helpless in the face of so many reporters, but he still maintained a calm and composed expression.

"Has the relationship between you and your brother improved, or is it as tense as previously rumored?" another reporter pressed, staring sharply at Fu Shileng.

"Young Master Fu..."

"Young Master Fu..."

Shouts rose and fell around him as reporters swarmed around him, eager to get exclusive scoops. Fu Shileng remained expressionless, silently pushing his way through the crowd toward the airport exit. Seeing this, the reporters quickly followed, not wanting to miss a single opportunity.