Chapter 40 Longing "Pregnant? Just have the baby."...

Denise went to the hospital several times. According to her, Fu Huaizhi's fainting spell seemed to have caused internal injuries, and his physical condition is not good now. He is sent to the hospital every few days.

She didn't know why, but every time he got into trouble, someone would call her over. At first, she thought he was trying to extort money from her, but when she got there, she found that they didn't ask her to do anything, and she didn't even have to pay any money. They just wanted to take a look.

However, Denise would always talk about this with Song Luoyun after returning to the dormitory.

"Mr. Fu has been hospitalized again. It seems he fell at the company entrance."

"This time, I was hospitalized again because of a problem with my medical examination report."

"It seems quite serious; they've already gone into the operating room."

At first, Song Luoyun would still try to keep an eye on him, but after a while, it became like the story of the boy who cried wolf; she no longer cared.

Then Denise would say, "The doctor said it's from missing him so much, so I guess he's not having an easy time either."

“Tell me the truth,” Song Luoyun said solemnly, looking at Denise. “Have you been bribed by him?”

“No.” Denise avoided eye contact.

Song Luoyun said, "Then it exists."

First Xu Luoxue, then Denise, Song Luoyun began to wonder what else Fu Huaizhi would do.

“It wasn’t exactly bribery, but someone close to him told me some things,” Denise said.

"What?"

“He said that Mr. Fu had a difficult life. When he was a child, he felt sorry for his mother and deliberately pretended to be calm while witnessing the head of the family killing a dog at a family banquet. As a result, he was chosen by the head of the family to be the heir,” Denise said.

These were all things that happened when she went to the hospital, and the person who was accompanying her outside the ward suddenly pulled her aside and launched into a long-winded conversation.

She didn't know who he was, but she felt that he looked somewhat similar to Fu Huaizhi, so he must be someone she knew.

"Before Mr. Fu was chosen, his mother was constantly pressured to have children in order to produce a suitable heir. As the eldest son, Mr. Fu took the initiative to step forward, and only then was his mother freed from her predicament."

Dnise looked at Song Luoyun's expression and sighed softly: "But he didn't expect that his mother would commit suicide because she couldn't stand him becoming like this, not long after he was sent to the head of the family."

Denise knew that Song Luoyun was unaware of this matter.

Because after explaining the whole story, the very eloquent man deliberately added:

"It's a pity that he never wanted important people to know about his past, and they still misunderstand him to this day."

He didn't say it explicitly, but Denise understood.

This is an implication that she should tell Song Luoyun.

She hesitated for a long time. What the man said might not be credible, and besides, he was in cahoots with the people in the ward. They might be conspiring together.

But she still decided to tell Song Luoyun, trusting that she had her own judgment.

"Who told you?" Song Luoyun remained silent for a long time before speaking.

Denise briefly described the person's appearance and voice, summarizing it in one word: noisy.

“…Fu Yuxuan,” Song Luoyun said.

“Mr. Fu became who he is today all to save his mother, but unexpectedly he became the child his mother hated the most,” Denise continued. “They say that he has been living in such an extreme environment, which is why his personality is so paranoid, but he is already learning to put himself in others’ shoes.”

She had no reason to doubt what Fu Yuxuan said. He and Fu Huaizhi were good brothers, and she knew that what he found hardest to let go of was his mother, so she dared not fabricate a lie about her.

She thought that he was sending her these messages to try and evoke her sympathy so that she would obediently go back.

“Denise, do you think I should still be with him if his family is really as he says?” she countered.

Denise shook her head: "No."

"That's it, I don't want to make myself suffer."

She prefers her current life and will not change her mind no matter what he does.

Denise patted her head and said comfortingly, "Okay, I support you."

After leaving Fu Huaizhi's matter, Denise mentioned Fu Qiaosheng again.

She ran into him several times when she went to the hospital. Each time, he was lingering downstairs, as if he had something urgent to do.

She asked him why he wasn't going upstairs, and he said he was worried about his cousin's situation, but his cousin didn't like him.

Denise has known Fu Qiaosheng for so long that she knows him better than she knows Fu Huaizhi.

Therefore, the conclusion reached in front of Song Luoyun was: "Both of them grew up by the side of the head of the family, but Fu Qiaosheng is much easier to get along with than Fu Huaizhi."

"Not necessarily," Song Luoyun muttered.

Even though it's over, she still can't stand hearing people say that Fu Huaizhi is inferior to others.

Denise smiled and added, "That's just my personal opinion."

Her relationship with Fu Qiaosheng grew closer and closer. They sat together during class, rode in his car on their way back to the dormitory, and occasionally went out for meals and entertainment.

Song Luoyun had never gone out with them. Thinking about Fu Qiaosheng's attitude towards her, she always felt that something was wrong.

Days passed by, and before we knew it, the first snow had arrived.

Song Luoyun left the laboratory, looked at the white expanse outside, wrapped her cotton coat tightly, and hurried back to her dormitory.

Denise and Denise were in different experimental groups. Denise had an easier time and went back to her dorm early.

She was applying lipstick when she pushed open the door; her sculpted features and heavy makeup always made her look stunning.

Song Luoyun was tired and cold, so she closed the door and sat down.

"Are you going out?" she asked.

“Yes.” Denise nodded mysteriously. “I won’t be back tonight. Remember to lock the door.”

"Not coming back?" Song Luoyun asked warily. "You went out with Fu Qiaosheng?"

“Okay.” Denise put her ID card into her backpack.

“But you haven’t officially confirmed your relationship yet,” Song Luoyun said.

It's only been ten days since we started getting to know each other, and even from the time we met until now, it hasn't been a semester. She doesn't even know who he is.

Denise said, "These things don't matter; enjoying yourself is the most important thing."

She glanced at herself in the mirror again, then turned back confidently: "Don't worry, this isn't the first time. I know what to do."

That night, Song Luoyun was alone in the dormitory. She searched for the name Fu Qiaosheng on the entire internet and only got information points that were familiar to the general public.

She found no dark history or scandals, but she still couldn't form a good impression of this person.

Fu Qiaoying's words kept echoing in her mind.

There are no normal people in the Fu family.

...

Denise returned the next morning with her makeup smudged, especially her lipstick, which had spread to the side, indicating how intense the night before had been.

The first thing she did upon returning to her dorm was to pack her clothes and wash up, all the while muttering, "That's terrible."

Song Luoyun walked to the balcony and watched her remove her makeup. She was adamant and said that it was over between her and Fu Qiaosheng and there was no possibility of anything more.

“He didn’t care about my feelings at all, he only thought about venting his own anger.” She pulled up her loose pants, revealing two shocking bruises on her knees. “He made me kneel down and give him oral sex. I said he would help me too. In the end, he took care of his own problems and didn’t care about my life or death.”

“Fuck!!!” Denise had never been so angry. “Selfish, self-serving, I feel like he only sees me as an inflatable doll.”

"You should stay away from him from now on," Song Luoyun said.

Denise went into the bathroom: "I will never have anything to do with him again. Not only that, I will feel disgusted whenever I see him."

Song Luoyun looked at her with heartache.

After Denise finished showering, she calmed down a lot, and the first thing she did was block Fu Qiaosheng.

She handled things swiftly and didn't care that he hadn't sent a single message since she left. What's done is done, and the key is to cut your losses.

The next few days were peaceful.

Another person appeared beside Fu Qiaosheng, petite and adorable, nestled against him. Denise felt nothing; instead, she felt sorry for the girl.

At that time, Song Luoyun thought that the absence of news about Fu Qiaosheng on the internet did not mean he was a normal person; it was more likely that he had not been discovered.

As final week approached, they no longer had time for such romantic matters.

The library is open 24 hours a day, and Song Luoyun spends almost every hour there. The final exams for graduate students at Peking University are very difficult and affect their graduation grades. All 14 subjects are closed-book, and she is under so much pressure that she dares not rest.

During this period, Xu Luoxue came to see her many times, each time placing milk tea and coffee in front of her. She knew very well who was behind this, but she had no intention of fighting with him. When she was so sleepy that she couldn't stand it anymore, she would also insert a straw.

In the middle of the night, she rested on the table, her intense fatigue making it difficult to open her eyes. In her hazy state, she felt someone standing behind her, draping a soft blanket over her.

She wanted to open her eyes to see who was sitting opposite her, but then she fell asleep again. When she woke up, the blanket had slipped off her back, and she realized who had been there.

Even after she finished the exam, she slept soundly for 10 hours, but her head was still foggy.

Denise was already packing her luggage when she turned to her and asked, "Your New Year is coming soon, aren't you going back?"

“I’m not going back. I have nowhere to go,” Song Luoyun said. “I’ll help Professor Liu finish up the group’s work first, and then I’ll find a job.”

"Going to work during the New Year?"

“We get triple pay during the Spring Festival, so of course we have to work,” Song Luoyun said with a smile.

Such a life is commonplace for her. She hasn't celebrated the New Year since her father passed away. At first, she would feel sad, but after so long, all she can think about is the triple salary, and her sadness is dispelled.

"Okay then," Denise said. "There's a class party tonight, want to come along?"

The class reunion was organized by ourselves; it was a way to relax after a period of high pressure, and it's nice to participate occasionally.

At Denise's request, Song Luoyun put on heavy makeup and changed into her newly bought clothes, a fitted sweater and flesh-colored leggings, showing off her figure.

Denise was the same; in shorts, a tank top, and big waves, she took off her jacket indoors and exuded an aura that would blow the entire place away.

From restaurants to clubs, most people participated, creating a grand spectacle. Song Luoyun joined in the fun, playing everything from board games to sports. She learned quickly and became proficient in almost everything.

The room was always filled with the smell of smoke. Song Luoyun opened the door to the lobby to get some fresh air and happened to see Fu Qiaosheng and a girl in the next private room.

Fu sat lazily, while the girl stood up straight with her head down, her hands trembling as she handed him a report.

The door wasn't closed properly, and the man's voice easily drifted to her ear.

A very indifferent attitude:

"You're pregnant? Just have the baby."

The girl said, "I'm only a sophomore in college. What am I going to do if I give birth to this baby?"

"Do you want to abort it?" Fu Qiaosheng laughed instead.

"I'm in poor health, and the doctor said that if I have an abortion, I might never be able to get pregnant again."

"Then what should I do? Let me marry you, and you'll be your rich wife from now on?"

The girl retorted, "Don't you want to marry me?"

“There are plenty of people who want to join the Fu family,” Fu said in a hoarse voice. “You want to join too? Dream on.”

“Fu Qiaosheng…” The girl panicked at his words and cried out, “You can’t do this. It’s your child. You have to take responsibility for me.”

"Okay, give birth to the child, I'll give you ten million, then I'll leave."

"No!" the girl's voice grew shrill. "This is your responsibility. Why should you try to get rid of me with money?"

"So you want to cause a scene here? Let everyone know you have a promiscuous private life?" Fu Qiaosheng lit a cigarette.

"You've gone too far!"

Fu Qiaosheng: "Quiet down, someone outside is eavesdropping."

Song Luoyun was taken aback, her gaze falling on the private room. She had already retreated to the wall the moment she saw the people inside, how did he know?

She realized she couldn't stay there any longer and turned around.

The movements were too slow.

He looked towards Fu Huaizhi in the elevator lobby.

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Author's Note: Fu Gui: Now you know how good I am, right?