Chapter 86 Fear

After throwing Fu Chengyun out, his anger subsided a lot. His anger was gone, and his steps became heavy again.

I finally dragged my legs, which felt like they were filled with lead, back to the bathtub. The hot water brought the lingering scent of cedar to life in the small space.

His anger was rising again.

How dare you lie to me!

He slammed his fist into the water, splashing water all over the ground.

How dare you lie to me right after I fell asleep!

What do you take me for!

Any cat or dog?

He angrily threw the towel out, along with everything he could reach. The glass cup hit the door, shattering into pieces.

Once you get it, you don’t take me seriously!

Don’t even call me baby!

His eyes were red, and he curled up with his knees hugged, letting the ripples on the water hit his arms.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

Ning Che said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa, please don't try to persuade me."

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

The old housekeeper stood outside the small door of the shower room and refused to come in. Through the frosted glass, only his somewhat hunched figure could be seen.

"Grandpa won't try to persuade you. Although I don't know what happened, I know my eldest grandson is not an unreasonable person. He must have been wronged to get so angry. It was Cheng Yun who bullied you. Grandpa doesn't care about him anymore. We will live in his house, spend his money, kick him out, and let him sleep on the streets. Grandpa and Xiao Che are angry together."

Ning Che was amused and his depression was relieved a little.

"Really? Go and see if you don't believe me. I've locked the door."

"Oh." He responded with no emotion to be found.

Butler Li instructed again, "Xiao Che, wash up and come out. Don't get sick."

He buried his face in the water, not wanting to speak or move, and only hummed deeply.

The old voice sounded again.

"Are you hungry? Auntie has prepared dinner. I'll bring it to your room."

He wanted to say no, as he didn't want to bother his grandfather running up and down the stairs. But after taking a look at his own body, which was completely covered in dirt, he nodded.

"Um."

When Ning Che came out of the bathroom, the bedroom had been cleaned up. Fu Chengyun's clothes that were all over the bed and the floor had been cleared away by his aunt. The windows were wide open and the air was fresh.

Perhaps because he had just passed his sensitive period, his perception of smell was particularly keen.

The fragrance of the plants in the garden drifted into the room, moist and fresh.

But Ning Che didn't feel any pleasure from the smell, it was far worse than the crisp scent of cedar.

"Look at you, you came out without even drying your hair."

Butler Li came in with a tray of food, took one look at him and couldn't help nagging.

"My hair is too long. I'm too lazy to blow-dry it. I can just wipe it."

Speaking of this, his nose felt sore again.

Ever since he came into this world, it was Fu Chengyun who dried his hair. Until today, he doesn't even know where the hair dryer is.

I didn't know how to use it the first time, and later on I was just lazy.

Butler Li glanced at his wet hair that reached his waist and said, "Then wipe it off carefully."

Ning Che: ...

He sat on the sofa and ate in front of the small coffee table, while Butler Li sat opposite him and looked at him without blinking.

After taking the third bite of the bowl of porridge, Ning Che finally couldn't help but speak.

"Grandpa, please persuade me."

Butler Li: "I'm not trying to persuade you. I'm just asking you a question. Answer it truthfully."

The old man's slightly cloudy eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and his expression was serious: "What are you afraid of?"

Ning Che was stunned for a moment and blurted out subconsciously.

"I'm scared? I'm not! What should I be afraid of? I'm not afraid of anything! I'm not afraid of anything! I've seen all sorts of evil things and all kinds of dirty things! I'm still alive and well! What's there to be afraid of? Nothing that can scare me has been born yet! Ha! I'm not afraid of anything!"

He sneered, lowered his head and rubbed his nose, the tip of his nose was red, and put his hands on his knees, but before he could settle down, he went to pick up the bowl.

The bowl was hot, and he had forgotten about it and had placed it on the coffee table. He picked it up hastily and shivered at the heat.

With a loud crash, the white porcelain mixed with rice porridge splattered all over the floor.

He was startled and looked down at the porridge in shock.

Butler Li watched him act cool and act foolishly, sighed helplessly, and took out two pieces of paper from the tissue box and handed them to him.

"You're afraid that after he gets you completely, he'll think you're nothing special and start treating you badly. And when the novelty wears off, he'll no longer want you, right?"

Ning Che looked at Bai Zhou without saying anything.

Butler Li continued, "People's hearts are hard to predict. It's hard for Grandpa to guarantee that he won't do that. So I won't advise you."

"But you haven't been able to move on from the past and haven't been willing to give him your full trust. That's your problem."

"Me? I have a problem too?"

His index and middle fingers were burned red. He twisted the pads of his index and middle fingers with his thumbs, raised his head and asked.

"Grandpa was young once, and he loved people too. When you have nothing to do, think about what Grandpa said."

Butler Li stood up, patted Ning Che on the shoulder, and went downstairs with the tray.

I once again regretted not retiring and returning home! Why didn’t I take the quick-acting heart pills?

The aunt quickly came in with a mop, swept the floor, and handed him two Band-Aids before leaving.

The phone vibrated twice on the bedside table. Ning Che picked it up and turned it on.

Lizzie: Now that you have found those thugs, what are you going to do next?

He tapped his fingers on the screen and pondered for a while.

The pile of gems sold for a total of 500,000, and he spent 300,000 on buying bullets and decorating the shooting room.

In the future, when the sect grows stronger, money will come and go, and these 200,000 will simply not be enough.

Now that Fu Chengyun has been driven away, no one buys him headbands and cufflinks anymore. He only spends money and doesn't earn any, so he still has to save as much as he can.

Ning Che: Can you drive?

Lizi: The most beautiful car god in City A!

Ning Che: Where can I buy used cars?

Lizi: Used car trading market.

Ning Che: At eight o'clock, bring my employees.

Lizzie: Employee? Who?

Ning Che was speechless, but he had to explain to the subordinates he had chosen even if he cried.

He looked up at the ceiling and took a few breaths.

Ning Che: With those thugs.

Lizzie:Oh, now I understand now!

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After agreeing on a time and place, Butler Li brought in the meal again. He ate briefly and went to change his clothes.

In the cloakroom on the third floor, in front of a wall of dressing mirrors, Fu Chengyun wore a long-sleeved, high-necked shirt to hide his masterpiece.

The fingers fastened the buttons from bottom to top, and each time one was fastened, an entire scene was blocked.

He stared at himself in the mirror, at the bite marks.

The skin and flesh ached.

Fu Chengyun is such a pervert!

Others kiss when they do it, but he bites!

Good, good, good! He just doesn't have me in his heart anymore! Now that he has me, he's treating me badly! He's started to abuse me!

abnormal!

Big pervert!

A pervert who likes to pick hairbands and bite people!

Next time I’ll bite it back!

When he buttoned his shirt up to his collar, he froze for a moment and slapped himself on the forehead with his backhand.

Pooh!

There won’t be a next time!

After getting dressed, he took two steps in front of the mirror.

It is made of Tencel and has a wide style. When you walk, you will sway in the clothes, giving off a sense of elegance and grace.

Several shirts that Fu Chengyun had prepared for him were made of this material. He shook the clothes and they did look pretty good.

After tidying his clothes and drying his hair, he simply let his long hair down to hide the bite marks on his neck and behind his ears.

Everything was ready. He went downstairs while calling the driver, told him the time to hang up, and put the phone in his pocket.

When he took his hand out again, he felt something else.

Ning Che stared at the two small strips in his palm and was dumbfounded again.

The few times he was injured, Fu Chengyun applied medicine and bandaged the wound, and he just lay there and acted like a boss.

Suddenly asking a master who is waiting to be served to be self-reliant?

The image of that person holding gauze flashed before my eyes, his eyes fixed on the wound, so focused that even his breathing slowed down.

"No future!"

He could only open his phone again and search:

What if no one gives me a Band-Aid?