Chapter 103 He thinks he's crazy. Give me another chance, okay...
The driver drove the car into Cheng's house. Fu Haoyao used the excuse of being worried and insisted on escorting her into the house.
Although the Cheng residence was deserted at night, it was not like the silent Fu residence. There were still the sounds of servants moving around inside, and the gardener was repairing something in a corner of the garden.
The autumn wind was blowing gently, and Fu Haoyao seemed to be unaffected by the coolness despite being only wearing a single layer of clothing. He was still trying hard to find topics to talk about.
With his brother escorting him, he couldn't stay at Cheng's house today, so he could only stay with Fu Liangxia for a while longer in this way.
Even if I do nothing, just looking at her like this is also good.
"Do you know how terrifying it is to be with a workaholic? Between work and you, he'll always choose work. Anything can become a means to an end."
The nonsensical topic started, leaving Fu Liangxia stunned for a moment.
Then he quickly realized that the other party seemed to be picking up what he had not finished saying in the car.
But, so suddenly?
Fu Liangxia raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I know."
Fu Haoyao immediately showed a relieved expression. When he was in the dressing room, he felt the atmosphere between the two people, and always felt that there was something... that made him say something he would not say otherwise.
So annoying, not like him at all.
He obviously respects me.
Fu Haoyao got her "I know" reply and put on a smile again. But when he glanced sideways, he saw something and his expression darkened again. "Are you used to living in the Cheng family?"
"Cheng Xingzhou didn't bully you, did he?"
"Did he take the opportunity to embarrass you?"
Fu Liangxia tilted her head, observing his expression. She had a feeling he wasn't asking about being difficult, but something more. After all, living under the same roof, young men and women, one of them the other's savior—this setting couldn't possibly be left undeveloped in a romance novel.
Seeing Fu Haoyao's ears getting redder and redder, she smiled in her heart. It was impossible to say that the two of them had not even exchanged a few words from yesterday until now, let alone been alone together.
She chuckled: "What are you thinking? He is just an old antique."
Last night she said she was kicked out without hesitation when she tried to change his bandages, and her body was stiff as a rock.
Upon hearing her answer, Fu Haoyao's lips curled up almost uncontrollably, and it seemed as if he had to struggle to keep them flat. He said in a voice as calm as possible, "I think so too. His meticulous personality probably wouldn't appeal to girls."
But as he spoke, he thought of the look that Cheng Xingzhou had unintentionally revealed when he looked at her, and he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.
Fu Liangxia raised an eyebrow, recalling that Cheng Xingzhou was just as popular as the person before her, and inwardly chuckled, "Man," but casually agreed, "Of course, he's too cold, like an antique that's been cryogenically preserved for hundreds of years."
"Oh, really? You think so?"
She clearly saw that the boy's mouth was about to be sulked, but he was trying to endure it out of brotherhood or some other reason, and even kindly explained.
"Cheng Xingzhou has very few friends of the opposite sex and has never been in a relationship. He doesn't know how to get along with girls, so he can seem a little unkind sometimes. But he's a good person, don't be afraid."
Fu Liangxia nodded and said seriously: "Of course, as president, as a classmate, and as a friend, he is a very good person."
She chuckled: "Don't forget that he just 'sacrificed his life' to save me."
However, Cheng Xingzhou, who was standing just across the window, heard every word of their conversation, but his expression did not soften at all because of her last two kind words.
Cold and old-fashioned.
As the president, classmate and friend, he is very nice, but he never mentions his lover.
Is this what she really thinks?
So she had shown so much love for him, but after they met again as adults, she never looked him in the eye again.
Why?
It was she who said she liked him, and it was also she who said she didn't like him and was cold to him. Why did she stir up all his emotions and then pull away so lightly after he gradually lost control of his heart?
Cheng Xingzhou felt an uncontrollable anger in his heart.
When had he ever been cold to her? His eyes were obviously softer when he looked at her, and the corners of his mouth were raised 0.5 degrees more, but she had no idea that he was special to her. Who was so cold-hearted?
He felt annoyed, at Fu Haoyao's gossiping, at Fu Liangxia's heartless nature, and even more at himself because he couldn't feel the slightest bit of disgust towards her even when he heard her say that with his own ears.
Cheng Xingzhou felt that he was really crazy.
Because when he heard her say coldly, he didn't think she was ungrateful, but rather——
Should he smile at her 0.5 degrees more in the future?
…
After waving goodbye to the smiling Fu Haoyao, Fu Liangxia turned and pushed the door open, but was startled by the black shadow blocking her way the next second.
There was only one small light on in the huge living room, shining diagonally on the young man in front of him from behind, making his black eyes under his fine hair appear even deeper, like a wolf aiming at its prey in the dark.
At some point, all the servants in the building disappeared.
Cheng Xingzhou's uninjured hand reached over Fu Liangxia and slammed the door behind her shut, then he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her forward.
The coldness of the door that came through her clothes made Fu Liangxia's body tremble slightly for a moment. Cheng Xingzhou seemed to feel it. With a gloomy face, he pulled a blanket from the sofa next to him and covered her with it, and then returned to the same posture as before.
He really is... so obsessed with this pose that it's funny.
Fu Liangxia almost laughed out loud, but fortunately, she stopped herself when she noticed the intimidating look in the man in front of her. She just stared at him with innocent eyes: "What's wrong?"
But she knew very well that Cheng Xingzhou probably heard her conversation with Fu Haoyao.
But it doesn't matter. He is someone whose favorability has been conquered. If there is no place for him to be used, Fu Liangxia will not care about his feelings at all.
Even now—
Compared to the lingering excitement and sadness she felt towards Cheng Xingzhou when she first came into this body, Fu Liangxia now has more of a teasing attitude towards Cheng Xingzhou.
Her favorite scene is when the superior becomes a dog for love.
Fu Liangxia raised an eyebrow and looked at him. Even in this coerced posture, she did not lose face at all. Her voice contained a hint of helplessness: "What's wrong, my Lord President?"
As she spoke, she felt the blanket was too heavy on her and wanted to brush it off, but Cheng Xingzhou awkwardly put it back on her with his injured hand.
His handsome face was gloomy, the ice in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out, but the movements of his hands showed strong concern.
"I'm afraid I'll freeze you to death with this cold old fogy thing." He sneered, "You abandoned the poor wounded and went out to have a date with someone else, chatting and laughing, and wearing such thin clothes. Are you afraid that you'll have to take care of me if you're healthy?"
"You really want me to take care of you?"
Hearing this, Fu Liangxia suddenly curled her lips, with a playful light flashing in her eyes. She seemed to be completely unconcerned about the ambiguous posture between the two of them, and she seemed not to be enveloped by Cheng Xingzhou's fresh breath.
Her mental strength is so good that if it weren't for the wrong occasion, Cheng Xingzhou would have wanted to applaud her.
His face remained calm despite his fury. Just when he was thinking how terribly childish he had been tonight and was about to let go and end this inexplicable farce, he heard the girl in front of him, who was a head shorter than him, speak lightly. In the calmest tone, she said the words that would instantly ignite the blood in his brain -
"You, like me so much?"
Hearing this, Cheng Xingzhou's face turned cold in an instant, and the hand pressing on her almost crushed her.
He had never seen anyone as bad as her. On the surface, she acted like a good student and a good girl, but she always wanted to provoke the dark side of his heart, watch him lose control with cold eyes, and then play with him at will.
It seemed that in her, his sincerity and love could not arouse any sympathy, but only ridicule.
Just thinking of this possibility, the black eyes behind Cheng Xingzhou's hair became even deeper and darker.
In contrast to his calm appearance, his heart felt painful even when he took a breath.
But the other party was still leisurely observing the expression on his face.
Is it revenge?
If so, she was really successful.
Cheng Xingzhou slowly loosened his grip on the other person's body, and finally clenched it into a fist, clenching it tightly so that his nails were squeezed into a bluish-white color.
He suddenly felt exhausted by everything.
Whether it was Fu Liangxia who disguised herself as a hedgehog and tried her best to take revenge on him, or himself who indulged himself again even though he knew he shouldn't.
"Yes." Cheng Xingzhou stared at her.
Seeing the other person's suddenly surprised look, I suddenly felt relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
Once you start talking about something, it becomes much easier to continue.
He withdrew his hand, and although he hadn't touched any part of her body, the presence of his eyes was stronger than ever.
"You appear to be gentle and kind on the outside, and you like to deceive people with that innocent facade, but in reality you are vindictive and ambitious, and you only want to take advantage of me. But at a time like this, I just want to ask—"
"Give me another chance, okay?"
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