Be Good! The Capital Prince Lowers His Head to Seductively Kiss His Little Darling

Yun Zheng and Zhou Yu Shen were childhood sweethearts with an engagement since young. As the wedding day approached, Yun Zheng was revealed to be a fake young lady. The Zhou family wanted to replac...

Chapter 256: The contrast is so cute that Mr. Fu has figured it out

Chapter 256: Mr. Fu has figured out the cute contrast

"Novels, are you still reading novels?" Yun Zheng curiously poked her head out of his arms and looked up at his handsome face. Her curiosity was successfully piqued by him. "What novel?"

Fu Linghe looked away uncomfortably and changed the subject, "No...nothing. You probably aren't interested in foreign novels."

"There's a drama on my tablet that you didn't finish watching a few days ago. If the screen is too small, go watch it on my computer."

The more Fu Linghe acted like this, the more curious Yun Zheng became!

"No, I just want to read a novel. Where is it?" Yun Zheng reached out and pushed Fu Linghe away, leaving his arms.

He turned around and walked towards the drawer on the left side of the desk that Fu Linghe had just mentioned.

Fu Linghe stepped forward quickly and tried to stop Yun Zheng, but she dodged him nimbly.

The moment she opened the drawer, Yun Zheng thought she was dazzled.

When Yun Zheng saw the row of fancy-covered domineering novels neatly stacked in the drawer, her cerebellum shrank!

"Boss Lu's troublemaking little wife," "After the marriage, Miss Su wants to be a canary," "Crazy! Criticizing Boss Li for relying on his son to get to the top," and even "My wife is not obedient, she ran away pregnant after leaving the divorce agreement"!!!

Oh my goodness! He's involved in way too many things.

What kind of literature is involved in the story of a spoiled wife, a canary, relying on a son to get ahead, and even the wife divorcing and running away with the baby!

Tsk tsk tsk, Yun Zheng really didn't know what to say!

"Fu Linghe, so you like reading this kind of thing?" She teased as she pulled out a book and flipped through it casually. She actually saw a bookmark inside. "Chapter 25, what are you hiding from? My dear fiancée..."

Fu Linghe's ears flushed red, and he reached out to grab it, "Don't look!"

Yun Zheng dodged with a swift turn, her eyes sparkling. "Wait, let me see what's written on this bookmarked page—Oh my! He bent down and lifted her up sideways. His boyfriend power is overflowing!"

Fu Linghe snatched the book back, his neck red with embarrassment. "This... I bought this casually at the airport on a business trip. I didn't even read it, so I just put the bookmark there casually."

Yun Zheng was suppressing her laughter, ignoring his attempts to hide it. She leaned closer and smiled, "So, Mr. Fu, when you saw that guy being carried horizontally, did you have any... special feelings?"

Fu Linghe's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes wandered and he didn't dare look directly into Yun Zheng's bright eyes.

Sunlight streamed between them, and tiny particles of dust floated in the air like enchanted gold dust.

Yun Zheng suddenly remembered the "horizontally picked up" scene she had just seen, and a bold idea came to her mind.

"Fu Linghe, what's the point of just reading?" She winked slyly. "Do you want to... practice the plot on the bookmarked page?"

Fu Linghe was stunned for a moment, then he understood what she meant. The blush that had just faded back onto his cheeks, "Are you sure you don't want to go home and stay here?"

"Isn't office romance a standard feature of a domineering CEO?" Yun Zheng winked playfully and opened her arms. "Come on, President Fu~"

Fu Linghe shook his head helplessly, but his eyes had become gentle and doting.

He stood up, put one hand through Yun Zheng's knees, and the other hand around her back, and with a little effort he lifted her up steadily.

"Wow!" Yun Zheng exclaimed and instinctively hugged his neck.

Fu Linghe's princess-carrying posture made her whole body suspended in his arms, but she felt very safe.

"Are you satisfied?" Fu Linghe asked in a low voice with a smile in his voice.

Yun Zheng looked up at his face so close to her. The sunlight danced on his eyelashes, softening his usually stern features.

"Very satisfied, dear Mr. Fu." She said with a smile, then leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips.

Fu Linghe was obviously not expecting this sudden kiss. His arms tightened and he almost dropped Yun Zheng.

She couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and her arms tightened around his neck.

"It seems that the novel doesn't explain how to maintain balance while kissing." Yun Zheng joked.

Fu Linghe gently placed her on the desk, supported her body with his hands on both sides, and looked down at her. "That part...we can explore it ourselves."

His voice was low and gentle, with an unprecedented confidence.

Yun Zheng then realized that she seemed to have gone a bit too far in teasing. "Well... you should just focus on your work first. I won't bother you anymore."

Fu Linghe immediately saw through her intentions and held her tightly in his arms before her. "I've told you many times that it's not a good habit to flirt and then run away, Mrs. Fu~"

The setting sun outside the floor-to-ceiling window gilded his outline, and even his hair was dancing with tiny halos of light.

Yun Zheng pulled the corners of her mouth awkwardly, not knowing how to refute for a moment.

At the same time, Fu Linghe's low voice came from above her head.

"Zheng Zheng, I have everything they have. I can even give you double what they can give to their wives." Fu Linghe's deep voice was full of seriousness.

Yun Zheng didn't understand what this meant at first, but she quickly realized that the "they" Fu Linghe was referring to were the CEOs in the novels.

Yun Zheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She raised her head and met Fu Linghe's ink-deep eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun flowed in his eyes, gentle and hot.

"So... Mr. Fu is competing with the CEOs in novels?" She couldn't help but chuckle and poked his chest playfully with her fingertips.

Fu Linghe grabbed her rebellious hand and gently pressed it against his chest. "I just want to tell you that you are my mistress. My wife Fu doesn't need to envy anyone else. Only others can envy you."

Yun Zheng felt his strong heartbeat under her palm, and her throat suddenly felt a tightness.

She never thought that Mr. Fu, who was usually calm and composed, would actually compete with a paper man.

"I'm not envious," she muttered softly, "Those female protagonists are often locked up in a dark room, or run away with their balls..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Linghe suddenly tightened his arms and pulled her closer to him, "Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to escape!"

There was a hint of danger in his voice, but he couldn't hide his smile.

Yun Zheng's ears felt hot and she was about to retort when there was a sudden knock on the office door.

"Mr. Fu, Madam's milk tea is ready." The secretary's voice came through the door.

The two of them froze at the same time.

Yun Zheng tried frantically to break free from Fu Linghe's arms, but he held her even tighter.

"Just put it at the door." Fu Linghe responded in a deep voice, but his eyes were always locked on Yun Zheng's flushed face.

Yun Zheng didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the footsteps faded away. "I was so scared. If someone saw me..."

"So what if he saw it?" Fu Linghe raised an eyebrow. "We are a legal couple."

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a marriage certificate with a gold-stamped cover from the drawer. "Should I put this on the table too? That way, no one will think I'm hiding a little wild cat in the office."

Yun Zheng's eyes widened. "You actually left your marriage certificate in the office?!"

"It's more reassuring to carry it with you." Fu Linghe opened another drawer, where various photos of Yun Zheng were neatly arranged. "Otherwise, I always feel it's a little unreal."

The sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on the floor. Yun Zheng looked at the man holding the marriage certificate, and her nose felt sore.

"Fu Linghe." She put her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. "You're better than all the male protagonists in novels combined."

Fu Linghe gently stroked her long hair, a satisfied smile in his voice. "Mrs. Fu, are you willing to work overtime with me now? I promise it's much more serious than the 'office plot' described in novels."

Yun Zheng raised her face and laughed wantonly!