Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Her Resolute Choice

Listening to Fu Xiaoxiao’s heartfelt words, Lu Feng’s taut nerves finally began to relax. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he tried to say something, but the rush of emotion stuck in his throat and he couldn’t get a word out.

He reached out and pulled Fu Xiaoxiao tightly into his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head, breathing in the faint soap scent in her hair. That familiar smell made him completely calm down.

"I’m so happy... no, I’ve never been this happy in my life." Lu Feng finally squeezed out a sentence, his voice carrying the relief of someone who’d survived a disaster.

Lu Feng slowly let go of Fu Xiaoxiao, his hands holding her shoulders as he looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"I was being stupid. You’re right, there shouldn’t be guessing between two people. I should’ve asked you directly." Lu Feng said, with a hint of guilt.

But the corners of his mouth couldn’t help lifting as he broke into a smile.

"From now on I’ll definitely listen to you. We’ll face everything together." Lu Feng promised solemnly, his gaze rock solid.

"If you don’t listen to me, who are you planning to listen to?" Fu Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips and said "fiercely."

With that, the two of them looked at each other and laughed again. It was as if the air around them was filled with sweetness; all the previous unease and fear vanished in that instant like smoke.

"Come on!" Fu Xiaoxiao pulled Lu Feng’s hand and headed out.

"Where to?" Lu Feng was stunned and asked.

"Now that your problem’s settled, it’s about time we gave that He guy an answer! Otherwise he’ll really think I’m suffering over here..." Just thinking about that He guy made Fu Xiaoxiao mad. She was enjoying her retirement, and he actually wanted to make her give it up?

The man was just too idle, making trouble where there was none.

She had perfectly good days here, so why would she go to some song-and-dance troupe with him and fight for first place with a bunch of women comrades?

Hearing Fu Xiaoxiao’s words, a flash of coldness passed through Lu Feng’s eyes.

He Han was sitting in Liu Hongjun’s office drinking tea when he suddenly felt a chill down his back for no reason and shivered.

Fu Xiaoxiao and Lu Feng came to Liu Hongjun’s office. When He Han saw Fu Xiaoxiao appear, he stood up with a smile to greet her.

"Mr. Fu, I knew you’d definitely agree..."

Fu Xiaoxiao lifted her head, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes, and gave him a polite smile.

"I came to tell you that I don’t agree."

"Why? Are you really willing to deal with pots and pans for the rest of your life? Don’t you want to shine on stage, to be loved by everyone? You have the talent and the ability, so why bury it? You need to know, other people want to get into the song-and-dance troupe but can’t." He Han couldn’t believe it—Fu Xiaoxiao had actually come to turn him down.

"Are you truly thinking of my good, or are you arranging my life according to your own ideas? The future Lu Feng and I planned together, that’s what I want most. I know very clearly what kind of life I want, and you shouldn’t casually define someone else’s life." Fu Xiaoxiao looked at He Han, her tone serious, her gaze firm.

"You don’t understand me, and you don’t understand Lu Feng. You’re just forcing what you think is good onto me. Not everyone is like you, needing to get up on that stage and shine to feel their life has meaning! For me, I care more about family, more about my everyday life. Compared to the stage, I long far more for a happy, joyful home. I really appreciate how highly you think of me, but I’m sorry—I can’t live the way you want and go off with you."

Fu Xiaoxiao’s words slammed hard into He Han’s heart, leaving him dazed for a long time.

"Think it over again. Don’t make a decision so rashly." He Han looked at Fu Xiaoxiao and said earnestly.

He truly hoped Fu Xiaoxiao wouldn’t bury herself for the sake of so-called love.

"Child, you’re thinking about this way too simply. Do you know how many contacts and resources the song-and-dance troupe can bring you? In the future, whether you want to change careers or have other plans, these connections might all come in handy, and could even be a help to Lu Feng." He Han tried to persuade her again.

Fu Xiaoxiao fell silent for a moment, then said softly, "I’ve already thought it through. I really appreciate your concern, but the song-and-dance troupe really isn’t for me."

"Fine, fine. No matter how much I say, you won’t take it in. But I still have to say this: this opportunity is rare. Think it over carefully. Don’t wait until you’ve missed it to realize you should’ve treasured it." Seeing that Fu Xiaoxiao refused to change her mind no matter what he said, He Han waved his hand dispiritedly and rubbed his temples, as if trying to rub away all the helplessness and fatigue in his heart.

"Sigh, I really am worried about you!" He Han let out a sigh, his voice carrying a faint trace of loneliness that was hard to catch. "I’ve been walking this world for many years, and I’ve seen too many people regret it bitterly because they chose the wrong path."

He Han’s eyes were full of disappointment, tinged with a bit of unwillingness, as he looked at Fu Xiaoxiao, hoping to find some sign of wavering on her face.

But Fu Xiaoxiao’s expression was calm; she truly had no intention of walking this road.

It was Fu Xiaoxiao instead who, seeing how genuinely regretful He Han looked for her sake and knowing he really was thinking of her, let a lot of the coldness fade from her face.

"Uncle He, thank you for thinking so highly of me. Just take it as me being childish! Everyone has their own ambitions, and mine just don’t lie there." Fu Xiaoxiao said seriously.

"Since your mind is made up, I won’t try to persuade you anymore." Hearing Fu Xiaoxiao call him "Uncle He," He Han let out a long, heavy sigh, admitting defeat in this attempt to convince her.

When he looked at Fu Xiaoxiao again, his eyes held more understanding. "If you ever change your mind, you have to tell me."

Liu Hongjun stepped forward and patted him. "That’s enough from you. If you keep talking, I won’t be able to hold someone back. If he beats you up, I’m not getting involved."

Lu Feng, who had been standing behind Fu Xiaoxiao the whole time, had been staring at He Han, his hands unconsciously balling into slight fists, his knuckles whitening from the force.

Lu Feng frowned slightly, fine veins standing out on his forehead, his eyes flashing with resentment. He wished he could step in right away and block all that persuasion for Fu Xiaoxiao, to tell He Han to stop trying to talk her into it.

But he knew Fu Xiaoxiao had her own way of handling things. What she needed was understanding and support, not him acting on impulse.

With every sentence He Han spoke, Lu Feng felt like another thorn was stabbing into his heart. Only when He Han finally gave up, helpless, did Lu Feng’s tense body relax a little.

He Han’s gaze was like a cold blade as it suddenly swung toward Lu Feng, full of hostility. In his eyes, Lu Feng was the sinner who’d ruined Xiao Xiao’s bright future. "What kind of ’magic potion’ did you feed Comrade Fu Xiaoxiao to make her so determined to refuse the song-and-dance troupe?"

Lu Feng met He Han’s gaze without flinching, his eyes full of firmness and composure.

Their gazes clashed in midair, sparks flying invisibly, and the atmosphere instantly grew tense and confrontational.

Only when He Han let out a cold snort and looked away did this smokeless war finally end.

"Such a lovely flower stuck in a pile of cow dung. What’s so good about a blockhead who only knows how to train every day? I’ve got plenty of excellent young men!" He Han said sourly, his eyes shifting to Fu Xiaoxiao.

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