Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Richelle Dunn felt like she discovered a treasure trove as she flipped through a pile of newspapers.

However, besides that one article, she couldn’t find any other reports about Darren Moss.

But, that was enough.

Because, from the interviews of her parents in that report, her parents seemed to have genuine appreciation and sympathy for Darren Moss.

And the development and content of the Dunn Group mentioned in the report were basically in line with Darren Moss’s claims.

Richelle became a bit absorbed in reviewing these newspapers.

So much so, that she didn’t notice when Roy Lewis entered the library and approached her.

Roy didn’t disturb her. He decided to sit down on one knee, imitating her style, while being very casual.

Then, he picked up the newspaper she had left aside and began reading it with interest.

When Richelle finally looked up from the pile of newspapers, she was startled to see Roy there.

“Ah! When did you come in?”

Roy leaned in and gently nibbled on her lip.

“I came in when you were completely unaware!”

Roy Lewis’ voice was deep and soft, causing Richelle to flash through a series of inappropriate images in her head and her face turned red instantly.

Feeling a bit awkward, she raised her hand and pinched his arm.

“Roy Lewis, when did you learn such cheesy pick-up lines?”

Roy Lewis looked at her with a doting smile on his face, eyebrows furrowed.

“What, you don’t like hearing them?”

Richelle nodded, “Yeah, I don’t. Don’t say them anymore!”

Roy put his arm around her shoulders, “No, I’ll still say them even if you don’t like it. You’ll get used to it.”

Richelle touched her arm, “Can you just let me off the hook?”

Roy laughed, “I could, but it depends on what you’ll trade for it!”

Richelle looked at him in disbelief, “Roy Lewis, are you a bandit? You’re forcing me to listen to cheesy lines and if I don’t, you want me to trade something with you?”

Roy nodded, “Of course, if you don’t trade, I’ll keep saying them.”

He’s quite righteous about it.

Richelle couldn’t help but laugh, deciding to ignore him and continue looking through the newspapers.

Roy moved closer so that he was behind her and adjusted his position so that she could sit more comfortably.

Then, he picked up another newspaper and began reading.

“Did you find something interesting?”

Richelle continued to flip through the newspapers while replying to him.

“Mhmm, I found a lot of old reports about my parents.”

“Really? Let me have a look too.”

Roy had also heard about Richelle’s late parents before.

However, since they weren’t from the same generation, he had heard relatively less about them.

But he knew that his wife’s parents were once the business legends of their time.

Richelle simply gave him a few dates and let him search for the newspapers himself.

Because these newspapers were sorted by date, Richelle had to go through them by month as well.

However, while looking through them, she took down the dates on her phone and photographed the relevant reports, keeping them as mementos.

She hadn’t kept any of her parents’ possessions, so these were the only reminders she had now.

Roy checked the images she sent, noting the wide range of dates and the neatly sorted newspapers on the floor.

He felt both heartbroken and melancholy.

“Richelle, if you like these newspapers, take them home.”

No wonder she had been holed up here for so long; she had been going through years’ worth of newspapers.

Although the newspaper sections at that time were not extensive, finding her parents’ small stories among the thousands of newspapers was like finding a needle in a haystack.

But she still managed to find them, one by one.

“No need, I’ve already photographed everything related to my parents. Let these newspapers stay here in the archives. My parents belong to this era. Taking them away seems inappropriate.”

Hearing her say this, Roy did not insist any further.

He didn’t read the newspapers that Richelle had already looked through. Instead, he picked up a newspaper from another year and started flipping through it from the beginning.

Richelle felt her heart warm up from his quiet actions.

She took the initiative to lean in and kiss the corner of his lips.

“Roy Lewis, thank you!”

Richelle realized that since she met Roy, she had said “thankyou” much more frequently.

Of course, this kind of gratitude was not for small favors like fetching water or pouring tea.

It was for his silent support in both attitude and actions that she wanted to thank him.

Richelle knew that her current actions were somewhat foolish and even obsessive.

For a CEO like Roy Lewis, who valued time as money, these time-consuming activities would not be worth it.

But because it was her, he didn’t say anything. Instead, without opposition, he quietly joined her in her endeavor.

Even if she was being foolish and obsessive, he still unconditionally stood by her side.

Roy stroked her head, “You don’t need to thank me. I just think that we seem like students secretly dating during study periods right now, don’t you think?”

Richelle couldn’t help but laugh when he reminded her, her imagination taking over.

“Right! Let’s have a passionate campus romance then!”

Though she said this, she knew in her heart that he had only said it to make her feel better.

This man remained as gentle and understanding as ever!