Chapter 81 I am the Little Emperor
"If you put on that apron tonight, I can forgive you."
Song Yujia was thinking about the little dress in her mind and felt her face burning. She wasn't sure whether she was red or yellow, or maybe half and half.
"Oh well."
Fu Zhun finally couldn't help but smile, and put his forehead close to Song Yujia's, and asked with a smile: "Baby, why did you come here so suddenly?"
Song Yujia stiffened his neck and spoke dryly, "Don't you welcome me? Or do you mean there's someone hiding in the office?"
"Of course you are welcome. Who would hide in my office? There is a truth that everyone knows: it is better to be 0 or 1 than 3."
"Frog fun."
Fu Zhun smiled confidently. How about it? I just learned a new meme recently.
"Honey, my shop is ready. The next step is renovation, some certificates, and hiring a few more people, then I can open the business."
"Baby is awesome."
After a brief kiss, Song Yujia was embraced by his sofa, and Fu Jun sat back in his chair and prepared to continue working.
"Honey, why don't you take a break? Isn't it lunchtime now?"
"I've been working overtime recently to finish some important work. I'm going to take a vacation after a while."
Song Yujia immediately raised his head and looked at Fu Zhun, raised his hands above his head and clapped wildly, "Really? That's great! In this way, not only will we not have to go on business trips in April, we won't even have to go to the company. This is definitely not a problem. I would like to call it 'Change Your Destiny and Live On, Fu Zhun'!"
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Fu Zhun has long been accustomed to this. Song Yujia only acts crazy sometimes when she is happy, and isn't it cute?
After reading a document for a while, Song Yujia's boring work became warm. The person on the sofa closed his eyes unconsciously. Fu Zhun put down his pen and walked over to squat beside him. He stretched out his hand to draw a few long eyelashes, and only when Song Yujia frowned and hummed did he carry him to the lounge.
The end of March was spent by both of them in their own busy schedules. Song Yujia's cafe was renovated very quickly, and most of the time was spent on redecorating and replacing the soft furnishings. Fu Jun, on the other hand, arranged all the existing important projects before April and conducted devil training for Fu Qichen.
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Fu Zhun has been free for a week. Most of the company's affairs have been handed over to Fu Qichen. Only a small part that requires Fu Zhun's signature will be delivered to his home by Lin Jia.
Starting from April 1st, under the protection of Song Yujia, Fu Zhun began to live a real life as an emperor.
The first thing she did every morning when she woke up was to check his breathing. She took his temperature three times a day without fail and pricked him twice with a silver needle before eating. Aunt Liu was shocked and thought Fu Zhun had a terminal illness.
He is not allowed to go into the swimming pool at home for fear that he will drown; he is not allowed to go to the gym for fear that if any equipment suddenly breaks, he will be crushed to death; he is not allowed to eat fish for fear that he will choke to death; he has to be watched outside the door when he takes a bath for fear that he will fall and die; even his eldest son has to move a small stool and sit at the door for fear that he will exert too much force and die suddenly, etc.
Song Yujia was very satisfied after a week of safe travels, but Fu Jun couldn't stand it anymore because he wasn't allowed to exercise at night for fear that he would do something stupid.
Fu Zhun originally wanted to fight for himself and said the famous line "To die under the peony flowers, even as a ghost is still romantic", but Song Yujia was so angry that she ignored him for the whole day.
Be honest.
Two days later, Fu Zhun realized something was wrong, because Song Yujia had been awakened by nightmares for several nights in a row. If she was out of his sight for more than 20 minutes every day, she would become so nervous that her whole body would sweat. She was simply too tense.
Fu Jun tried to open the cafe to divert his attention. Although everything was ready, Song Yujia wanted to postpone it to May so that Fu Jun could cut the ribbon with him.
After being rejected by Song Yujia for the thousand and one time, Fu Zhun bought an apartment near the cafe in a fit of anger, gave Aunt Liu a holiday, and one afternoon, asked someone to call Song Yujia and pretend to cause trouble.
Fu Zhun originally wanted to go to the cafe with Song Yujia, which was the most convenient way. Song Yujia was thinking, what if Fu Zhun was hit by a car while going out? Compared with a plane crash, the only advantage of this is that he did not die in a foreign country and the body can be found.
So he could only persuade Song Yujia to solve the problem and promised that he would be fine.
Before he went home, he moved house with his suitcase.
The one who killed first and reported later caught Song Yujiacuo off guard.
That afternoon, when Fu Jun appeared at the door of the store holding a bouquet of flowers, Song Yujia was panicked.
He looked at the person from head to toe, even counting every hair on his head to see if there was anything missing.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay at home until May? What if something happens on the way? I'll be a widower now."
Fu Jun was being scolded, but after Song Yujia finished speaking, he stuffed the flowers into his hands and said, "I bought a house here and will move in first. This way, I won't be in danger when I come to the store, and you don't have to delay the opening."
"So you hired someone to deceive me?"
In the coffee shop with a rich and retro atmosphere, Song Yujia lowered her head with red eyes, and her thin body trembled next to Fu Jun.
Fu Zhun knew this would happen, but he was really afraid that Song Yujia would get sick. Grasping Song Yujia's shoulders, Fu Zhun bent down slightly, and a powerful voice rang in Song Yujia's ears.
"Song Yujia, look at me and raise your head."
"I'm fine. I understand you're worried about me, and I'm trying to protect myself. I didn't get on the plane, and I won't die in a plane crash. Relax, and let's talk, okay?"
Fu Jun coaxed Song Yujia to make two cups of coffee first, and also asked for rose latte art, saying that he brought the flowers, so Song Yujia had to return a flower. Although she was very angry and said no, seeing that Fu Jun was intact, she also pulled out an intact rose.
The two sat side by side, Fu Jun tried to comfort Song Yujia, but Song Yujia just remained silent.
Just as he was finishing the cup of rose coffee, a small voice reached his ears.
"Fu Zhun, I'm really afraid that you will die."
This seemed to be the only time in the past six months that he saw Song Yujia so fragile, like a valuable glass product that would shatter if dropped. Fu Jun felt like his heart was about to stop beating.
The warm sunlight shone on his body. He put down the coffee in his hand and said softly, "I believe I will not die. If I must die, Song Yujia, you can go with me. I don't want to tell you that even if I die, you have to live well. I don't like this. If you really can't bear it, I will wait for you in the air."
Song Yujia turned her head to look at him, her bright eyes fixed on Fu Zhun. They stared at each other, trying to see what was in each other's mind. She slowly spoke, "Xiao Zhunzi, is this one of your ways to persuade me to start a business? Dream on, I won't die, I want to ask God for another 500 years."
Fu Zhun crossed his legs, pinched Song Yujia's cheek, and said in a sly voice, "I don't care. Anyway, I've moved all the things here. Let's open the shop in the next two days. I won't help you with any work. I'll be the emperor for the whole month."
Song Yujia suddenly realized that he was too sensitive about this matter and that it would do no good. He took out three coffee spoons and called Fu Jun to worship with him.
"Is this considered a wedding, baby?"
"You are the emperor, so it is what you say."
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