She died tragically at her engagement banquet, and was reborn to marry the heir of the Beijing elite

Fu Yanchen stood under the cherry blossom tree in the garden, petals falling like snow, yet they failed to stir a ripple in his heart. He unconsciously let out a sigh.

"Oh, Mr. Fu, you seem to have something on your mind. Would you like to tell me?" Shen Mengqing appeared beside him at some point.

Fu Yanchen was slightly taken aback, turned to look at Shen Mengqing, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and asked calmly, "Is Grandpa asleep?"

He seemed not to have taken Shen Mengqing's question to heart. However, his furrowed brows and slightly heavy tone clearly revealed his inner turmoil and unease.

"Yes, Grandpa is asleep. He seemed to be in good spirits today and told me a lot about your childhood. I didn't know Mr. Fu went through so much as a child." Shen Mengqing could sense that she wanted to build a closer relationship with him, but Fu Yanchen didn't seem inclined to talk to her for a while, making the atmosphere quite awkward.

"Any news about Xiaxia? I really envy her for having been loved by you all since she was little." Shen Mengqing once again tried to find a topic to approach Fu Yanchen.

"There's still no news, but we'll find them sooner or later." Fu Yanchen didn't want to waste any more words with her, so he left after saying that.

Shen Mengqing is truly unfathomable. He is meticulous in his actions and words, but it is precisely because he is too meticulous that Fu Yanchen becomes suspicious.

This woman is definitely not simple. Xia Xia is too naive. Jiang Zeyu is right. For the first time, Fu Yanchen truly agreed with Jiang Zeyu's thoughts.

"Miss Shen, step on the brakes! Turn the steering wheel to the left, turn it to the left, hurry up..." Accompanied by a loud "bang," the driver, Xiao Hu, kept muttering, "My dear lady, I told you to turn left, why don't you listen? Well, you've crashed into a tree again. This is the 7th car already. No wonder no instructor dares to teach you."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to. I just get nervous and don't know what to do with my hands and feet. But don't worry, I'm sure I'll learn to drive today. I'm a top student, there's nothing I can't learn from childhood to adulthood. Don't worry, don't worry, I even went to a gifted program in college, I don't believe I can't pass the driving test."

Xiao Hu sighed helplessly, "Miss Shen, driving isn't like studying. You can't just rely on being smart; you need a feel for the car and a sense of its handling." Shen Mengxia pouted defiantly, "Hmph, I don't believe I can't learn." Watching the stubborn little figure, Xiao Hu could only silently take out his phone and call Fu Yanchen again, asking for a few more cars.

On the phone, Xiao Hu heard his boss laugh so heartily for the first time. "Great! Great! Give it all to her. Tell her to learn with confidence. Hahahaha!"

Shen Mengxia was busy every day. During the day, she practiced driving, boxing, and taekwondo. In the evenings, she studied psychology, financial management, and first aid. She received one-on-one tutoring in all subjects. Fu Yanchen even hired a famous screenwriter to write a murder mystery game script and invited acting teachers and micro-expression experts to provide one-on-one tutoring to help her verify her learning progress.

Top students are different; in Jiang Zeyu's words, they're making rapid progress.

However, Jiang Zeyu discovered that while top students learn things much faster than ordinary people, their mental development is slow and they lack experience.

So, Fu Yanchen used her financial resources to get the screenwriter to write the events in Haijing City into the script, and then her teacher taught her step by step what to do and what mindset to maintain.

Meanwhile, in Haijing City, Qiao Wanwan would frequently buy nutritional supplements and visit the Fu family, ostensibly to see her grandfather, but actually to pressure him into marriage.

"Grandpa, you see, if Xiaxia doesn't come back, Huaiting will never get engaged to me, and I'll become the laughing stock in Beijing's social circles," Qiao Wanwan said coquettishly, pulling on Grandpa Fu's arm.

"Good child, Grandpa knows you're upset, but don't worry, Xiaxia is just going to a closed-door training program. She'll be back after the training is over."

"Grandpa, you don't know yet, do you? Shen Mengxia didn't go off to study in seclusion, she's gone missing." With a loud slap, Qiao Wanwan saw stars.

Before she could react, Fu Yanchen forcefully pulled her out. "I'm warning you, don't bother Grandpa. The entire Fu family is trying their best to keep it a secret because they're worried about his health. What are you trying to do? If there's a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Without waiting for Qiao Wanwan's reaction, she turned and went straight to her grandfather's room to comfort him.