Chapter 41 Crisis "I quite like you."

Perhaps because they had been apart for too long, Song Luoyun no longer wondered why he had reappeared by her side.

As if her gaze had frozen unconsciously, she looked down and ignored his presence.

Another voice came from behind.

"You tried to leave after eavesdropping, young lady. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Song Luoyun turned around.

Fu Qiaosheng walked out, and the girl following behind her gave her a sharp look, which was not friendly.

The man raised an eyebrow when he saw Fu Huaizhi across from him.

Looking at Song Luoyun again, her eyes were filled with mockery: "Could it be that I've misunderstood you? Or are you rekindling your old flame with my older brother?"

"I was just passing by and overheard a few words. I won't tell anyone," Song Luoyun said.

"Is that so?" Fu Qiaosheng approached her step by step, looking at Fu Huaizhi, but spoke to her, "But what if I don't want to let you go?"

"Are you afraid that if I tell others, it will affect your future relationships?" Song Luoyun said.

Fu Qiaosheng laughed out loud: "So many people are sticking up to me, do I need to be afraid? But..."

He stopped in front of Song Luoyun and reached out to touch her, but she slapped him hard and stepped back.

Yu Guangli saw Fu Huaizhi stand up, but then stopped because of her movement.

"Don't worry, my older brother is still here. How could I dare to do anything to you?" Fu Qiaosheng lowered his voice little by little. "However, I am quite interested in you and wouldn't mind dating you."

"That's wishful thinking," Song Luoyun said coldly.

“You don’t treat my older brother like this.” Fu Qiaosheng feigned hurt. “I heard you’ve already dated two men from the Fu family, so adding me to the list won’t hurt. You can compare them and see which man is the best.”

……Neuropathy.

The Fu family all have a peculiar habit; they all like to hold onto her and never let go.

Song Luoyun glared at him fiercely, then turned and left.

Fu Qiaosheng whistled and put his arm around the girl who wanted to follow him.

He then looked at Fu Huaizhi and raised his hand to greet him: "Big brother, you've been having a rough time in love lately, but you're doing quite well at work."

Fu Huaizhi looked at him, his aura emanating continuously, and now he no longer needed to take this person seriously.

He didn't even need to say a word; he knew he dared not do anything.

Fu Qiaosheng disliked him the most.

Despite being a potential heir, he always exuded an aura of superiority, and it was unclear who he was giving attitude to.

After the people left, Fu Qiaosheng kicked the vase in front of him hard.

The glass shattered all over the floor. The waiter rushed over to clean it up, but was kicked by the waiter, who then plunged his hand into the glass shards.

The situation escalated, and the store manager came over to handle it. Upon seeing his face, the manager was terrified and repeatedly bowed and apologized.

Fu Qiaosheng casually tossed a bank card onto the ground.

He clicked his tongue, then turned around with the girl beside him in his arms.

The girl was startled by him, and instinctively placed her palm on her lower abdomen. He touched it as well, and then leaned close to her ear.

"Did you like that girl from earlier?"

The girl paused for a moment, then shook her head bluntly.

"What a coincidence, I don't like it either." He cupped the girl's cheek with one hand. "Do me a favor."

As the girl listened to his words, a chill ran through her from head to toe, and she pinched herself tightly with her hands.

She bit her lip hard and shook her head pleadingly.

"Don't be afraid, don't you want to marry me?" Fu Qiaosheng kissed her cheek.

"How about we discuss these things after this is all done?"

The girl couldn't resist the temptation and reluctantly nodded.

...

Song Luoyun tried her best to digest the information she heard.

Fu Qiaosheng has been with that girl for less than two months, and she is already pregnant and even planning to give birth.

Only then did she remember seeing several children at the Fu family home. Fu Qiaoying had said that they all had the same father.

Yes, it was Fu Qiaosheng. She then remembered that she had seen Fu Qiaosheng holding one of the children.

He's only 26, and his eldest child is already 7 years old.

And yet he's still hurting so many people outside.

They're utterly despicable.

Song Luoyun was very glad that Denise broke free early. If she hadn't been so clear-headed, she would have been the one arguing with Fu Qiaosheng tonight.

The party was still going on, and she played dice with the people around her. There were people singing around, but it felt more like torture. Song Luoyun covered her ears and shook the dice cup.

People were coming and going in the private room. Song Luoyun didn't pay much attention to the people around her until she noticed a glass of wine next to hers. She took a closer look and noticed that the color was a bit off.

Without thinking too much about it, he pulled his wine glass closer to his side and looked at the person sitting next to him.

It was the girl who had been next to Fu Qiaosheng earlier. At this moment, her bodycon skirt was almost pulled up to her crotch, but she didn't care and joined in the game while drinking.

Song Luoyun wanted to remind her that it was not advisable to drink alcohol during pregnancy.

But after thinking about it, I decided against it; there was no need to meddle in other people's business.

The girl pressed her body against the table, and the unusual glass of wine was pushed towards Song Luoyun.

After playing two more rounds, Song Luoyun lost again, so she searched around the table for full bottles of soda cans.

The girl pushed the glass of wine toward her again, saying kindly, "There's more here."

Song Luoyun ignored him and continued what she was doing.

The girl then said, "Go ahead and drink it. You're not going to be a sore loser, are you?"

Song Luoyun looked at her with a meaningful gaze, picked up the wine bottle from her other end, and opened it with one hand.

Perhaps realizing he was being ignored, the other person simply moved to the opposite side of her and continued drinking.

Song Luoyun kept glancing at the glass of wine, sensing that something was amiss.

After playing a few more rounds, under the influence of alcohol, people gradually relaxed their vigilance. Once, Song Luoyun touched the right side with her finger and happened to pick up the glass of wine, which startled her so much that she quickly put it down and became a little more sober.

He stopped playing and went to the side to sober up, taking the opportunity to observe the girl's actions.

She was also drunk, slumped on the table, her hand occasionally touching the wine glass, as if she were on some kind of mission.

Song Luoyun looked out the door and saw Fu Qiaosheng smoking with his legs wide open in a carefree manner.

Sitting on the sofa in the corner, she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, trying to shake off the drunkenness.

There must have been something wrong with that glass of wine, otherwise he wouldn't have repeatedly hinted that she should drink it.

But they have no grudges against each other, so why would they do this to her?

She preferred to believe in the pure goodwill between women and felt that the person who instigated her was Fu Qiaosheng.

However, her biggest conflict with Fu Qiaosheng was only about eavesdropping at night, and she couldn't figure out the motive at all.

Just then, she heard a slight sound beside her ear, and a figure blocked the light falling on her.

She didn't open her eyes, pretending to be asleep, until her breath grew closer and closer, the smell of alcohol and tobacco right in front of her.

So that's where she was waiting.

She opened her eyes and calmly looked at Fu Qiaosheng, who was standing close to her.

The intoxication vanished instantly, and she calmly asked, "What are you doing?"

"What do you think I want to do?" Fu Qiaosheng's expression remained unchanged as he raised an eyebrow.

Song Luoyun looked down.

She then noticed that Fu Qiaosheng was holding a coat and was about to cover her with it.

Song Luoyun's eyelashes trembled.

His actions were even more unpredictable.

"Little sister, I was just worried you'd catch a cold. What kind of person do you think I am?" Fu said lazily, sitting down beside her.

Song Luoyun said, "We don't seem to be that close."

“Not familiar? We’ve known each other for a whole semester.” Fu Qiaosheng held up his finger, “longer than you’ve spent with my older brother.”

Sensing Song Luoyun's aloofness, he deliberately moved closer to her, speaking ambiguously: "Besides, if we weren't familiar with each other, how would you have guessed that I would drug your drink?"

"..."

Song Luoyun forced herself to remain calm.

Trying not to fall into his trap: "Why did you do this?"

"So you really thought that way. I was just saying it offhand." Fu's voice was laced with a sickening laugh. "My older brother is still here. Do you think I would dare to do anything to you?"

Song Luoyun: "You don't seem like someone who's afraid."

Fu Qiaosheng laughed again; he always liked making those intermittent sounds.

He said, "I told you you know me very well. How did you know I had this idea?"

Song Luoyun felt a chill run down her spine.

This person's speech is incoherent and impossible to communicate with.

“You’re very smart. Not to mention Fu Huaizhi has taken a liking to you, I’m interested in you too,” Fu Qiaosheng continued. “After all, I’m surrounded by idiots, and what the Fu family needs most is a woman with personality like you.”

"So what?" Song Luoyun tried to take control of the situation.

"Don't you know how capable the man you rejected is now?" Fu Qiaosheng seemed to have returned to normal, his arm draped over the sofa, as if they were having a normal conversation.

However, Song Luoyun remained highly vigilant throughout.

“He can easily win over the higher-ups, practically sidelining me, and has even found evidence of my wrongdoings. Yes, even though the head of the family is becoming increasingly wary of him, it's too late. I am no match for him.”

"What have I been working so hard for all these years? For the family fortune. I've given everything, but I'm inferior to him in everything. The head of the family says I can never be better than him."

“I admit he’s more cunning than me, but what can I do? I’m not happy about it, and I won’t let him get away with it.”

"Do you know how his mother died?" He suddenly became animated as he said this, as if he were bringing up an incredibly exciting story. "Because I kept telling her that it was a good thing she gave birth to a cold-blooded son. I kept saying it every day, all the time. How could someone as gentle as her endure such stimulation? So, swish, she cut her wrists."

Song Luoyun clenched his fist tightly.

"It's a pity she'll never know what kind of person her son is. He's more sentimental than I am. After all, he had a fever for three days after the family dinner, while I didn't even cry."

Even just listening to him speak makes me feel polluted.

Song Luoyun stood up, preparing to leave.

But then she pulled him back: "Don't rush, the important part is yet to come."

Song Luoyun stared intently at him, but he didn't seem to mind at all. He looked at the ceiling and said with a smile on his lips.

“I’ve lost the chance to become the next head of the household, but it’s okay. I won’t let him get away with it. But what can I do? You’re the only one I can think of.”

“If you drink that glass of wine, I’ll drag you over and rape you. He’ll feel like he’s dying inside, and he’ll regret not protecting you, just like his mother did.”

"You're dreaming." Song Luoyun gritted her teeth.

Being in such an environment, she couldn't relax and suddenly regretted drinking that night.

I never expected him to be so twisted as to have such thoughts.

“I told you, I like you quite a bit,” Fu Qiaosheng said again. “A woman like you should remain pure and innocent, how could I bear to hurt you?”

Song Luoyun threw her coat at him and entered the crowded area, where she needed to ensure her safety.

But most of the people who came were drunk; some were engrossed in the game, while others had already gone to bed. She felt a strong sense of insecurity.

At this moment, I suddenly miss Fu Huaizhi.

She only felt at ease when he was around; he wouldn't hurt her, nor would he let her be hurt.

Fu Qiaosheng was no longer there, but his smiling face remained in front of her, which was terrifying.

Driven by excessive tension, she lowered her head and sent a friend request to Fu Huaizhi.

I just pressed the power button.

He was struck hard on the back of the head.

The person instantly lost consciousness and fell backward.

A girl dragged herself backward, unnoticed in the vast space, continuing with what she was doing.