Gu Qingqing had no choice but to obediently let Fu Jue massage her forehead. His hands were a little cold, but his movements were very light and gentle, and the massage was very comfortable.

Because of the nearly 20-centimeter height difference between them, she often saw his eyes, especially when she saw herself reflected in them. She felt a girlish shyness and admiration.

It was as if she could see into his heart, his tenderness, his deep affection...

I lowered my head, my heart racing.

She suddenly felt scared and panicked.

It's such a strange feeling. Why do I feel afraid when I see myself in his eyes? Is that reflection of her the real her?

Why would a young girl show such shyness? And such admiration?

"Qingqing, don't move." Fu Jue lifted her chin, forcing her to look up and face him.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became ambiguous again.

Gu Qingqing was speechless. Why did Fu Jue always make such intimate and ambiguous gestures? She really disliked it.

"Master Fu, that's enough, I'm not in pain anymore, really." Gu Qingqing pushed his hand away, turned her face away, not daring to look at whether he would be angry.

She, a tough woman, was most afraid of this kind of ambiguous and sentimental atmosphere.

I felt goosebumps all over my body; it was terrifying.

As she pushed him away, Fu Jue felt a surge of disappointment and sadness.

"Master Fu, Young Master Zhai is here!" A voice suddenly drifted over.

Fu Jue and Gu Qingqing turned around and saw that it was Assistant Yin.

"Miss Gu."

"Hello, Mr. Yin."

Assistant Yin greeted her proactively with a humble attitude, which immediately won her favor.

"Zhai Shaolin is here?" Fu Jue raised an eyebrow, his displeasure evident.

Last night, after revealing his identity at the Zhai family's house, he had already anticipated that many people would come to visit today. However, he did not expect them to be so persistent and shameless, daring to come a second time after being refused once.

"Yes, Mr. Fu, should we meet with him?" Assistant Yin felt that Fu Jue should meet with Zhai Shaolin. He could ignore the others, but he should still show some respect to this man.

After all, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.

Fu Jue didn't reply immediately, pondering Zhai Shaolin's matter. He turned to look at Gu Qingqing, still feeling that she was more important.

"Mr. Fu, you don't need to worry about me. Go and entertain the guests! I can go home by myself." She felt embarrassed to stay. Zhai Shaolin must have something important to discuss with him. Capitalists are all driven by profit, and they would never come simply to build a relationship.

"No, you can't go back by yourself, it's not safe. I'll take you back later. You can stay and play for a while before going back. My house has lots of fun things to do and delicious food." Fu Jue could only try to keep Gu Qingqing there with some good food, afraid that she would be in a hurry to go back to her family home.

After careful consideration, Gu Qingqing nodded. "Alright then! Mr. Fu, I'll listen to you."

"Yin, take her to the floor above my bedroom and get her all the good food and fun things." Fu Jue asked his assistant, Yin, to take her to the floor above his bedroom, which was about 400-500 square meters. In addition to the bedroom and rest area, there was a study and a library, as well as a movie screening room and various entertainment rooms.

Besides him, only Assistant Yin and a male personal assistant were qualified to go up. Naturally, those who could go up were people he valued and trusted.

"Okay." Assistant Yin was also very surprised. Master Fu had only known Gu Qingqing for half a month, yet he already trusted her so much?

He reacted quickly, taking Gu Qingqing into the Fu residence and even taking Fu Jue's private elevator to the fifth floor.

Butler Yu went to the gate to greet Zhai Shaolin.

Fu Jue sat in the living room waiting, holding today's newspaper and reading yesterday's news. He didn't care at all about Zhai Shaolin's visit, and even when Zhai Shaolin was right in front of him, he remained nonchalant.

"Master Fu." Zhai Shaolin bowed and greeted him, not angry even though he was cold and impolite.

"Master Fu." Zhai Wan'er, who had come along, was unhappy. Her brother was, after all, the richest man in China and the young master of the Zhai family, one of the four major families. He was of noble status and not much inferior to Fu Jue, the richest man in the world. Their status should be equal. Why was he disrespecting her brother now?

Doesn't his disrespect for her brother mean he doesn't respect her or like her?

"You're here, please have a seat!" Fu Jue closed the newspaper and placed it on the coffee table. He glanced at the Zhai siblings and pointed with his long, slender fingers to the two-seater sofa on his right.

Don't blame him for not giving face to the Zhai siblings; it's their fault for disturbing his time with Gu Qingqing.

Following his gesture, Zhai Shaolin and Zhai Wan'er sat on the double sofa.

At this moment, two young maids came over and brought three cups of hot coffee and some snacks and pastries.

"Young Master Zhai, please don't be so polite. My family's coffee is quite good." Fu Jue perked up and dealt with Zhai Shaolin, intending to get rid of the two siblings as quickly as possible.

"Master Fu, the aroma of your coffee is enough to tell it's delicious." Zhai Wan'er smiled gently, displaying what she considered her most beautiful smile.

She picked up the coffee in front of her, which was steaming hot. She pouted slightly, blew a few breaths of cool air into the coffee, and then took a sip from the rim of the cup.

"Mmm, it's really delicious." Although she only tasted a small sip, she still liked the taste of his coffee and was glad that she shared his taste.

Zhai Shaolin blew on the coffee to cool it down, took a couple of sips, and slowly savored the taste. "It's really good. I usually drink green tea and rarely drink coffee because I don't really like it, but Mr. Fu, your coffee tastes really good."

Fu Jue neither liked nor was angry at their flattery. "I'm glad you like it. Also, try some of my family's pastries. They were made by a pastry chef himself, and they should taste good too. I hope you like them."

His words clearly mocked them as bumpkins, praising a cup of coffee endlessly. Was coffee all the Fu family could offer?

Or is it because they are uncultured, lack vocabulary, and can't find good words to praise him?

“Master Fu…” Zhai Wan’er’s face turned pale instantly, her lips trembling.

Zhai Shaolin frowned and pursed his lips, knowing that the conversation had been rather dull. "Master Fu, my sister insisted on coming, please don't mind. She respects you very much, and she also loves the violin. You are a famous violinist, and she has always idolized you, thinking... thinking of learning from you."

"No time!" A direct and clean refusal.

Fu Jue didn't hesitate for a moment. If he had the time, he would rather teach Gu Qingqing.

I don't know what kind of musical instruments she likes. I saw in the information that she plays guitar and piano, and her favorite instruments are guzheng and pipa.

I just don't know if she likes the violin? Or if she'd be willing to learn from him?

“Master Fu…” Zhai Wan’er was both angry and saddened by his clean and decisive rejection.

How could he treat her like that? That's so unfair! Even if he doesn't like her, he shouldn't lack gentlemanly manners!

Fu Jue ignored Zhai Wan'er completely, not even giving her a glance.

"Mr. Fu, my sister is in a bad mood, please forgive her." Zhai Shaolin chuckled awkwardly, secretly tugging at Zhai Wan'er's hand with his right hand, signaling her to stop talking.

If they anger Fu Jue, they'll be in big trouble.