Chapter 8 Repression
Hearing this, the sobbing stopped abruptly, fear and depression instantly swept over his body, and he was so scared that he dared not make any sound.
Seeing this, Fu Quezhou felt relieved. He rubbed his hair and said softly, "But seeing you crying like this, I'm going to believe you're not lying."
As he spoke, Fu Quezhou's fingertips stroked his wet eyelashes. Su Yumian was so frightened that his body trembled and he held his breath, even his tears froze in his eyes.
At this moment, he was like a cat with its neck pinched by humans, his body stiff and not daring to move.
Fu Quezhou was very satisfied with Su Yumian's reaction. He withdrew his hand and asked, "Have you told Tang Zhen about the Southwest University case?"
Su Yumian's body trembled violently. He didn't say it, and I didn't want to say it.
Fu Quezhou was stunned and turned his head to look: "Why don't you answer? Could it be..."
Seeing that he was unhappy, Su Yumian quickly said, "Speak, speak..."
Hearing the satisfactory answer, Fu Quezhou smiled and picked up the chicken leg from his plate and put it into Su Yumian's plate. "Be good, eat quickly."
"I'm going to Vancouver on a business trip tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You better wait for me to come back."
"…Um…"
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
At this time, Su Yumian's mobile phone screen lit up. Fu Quezhou glanced at it and saw that the caller ID was Xu Bai.
Su Yumian put down his chopsticks and quickly answered the phone: "Hello?"
"Yu Mian, what time will you be home tonight?"
Su Yumian stole a glance at Fu Quezhou and replied, "About six o'clock."
"Okay then, I'll prepare dinner and wait for you to come back..."
"Let's eat!" Fu Quezhou snatched the phone and hung up.
"Su Yumian, you are really disobedient..."
“Wait…!”
"When someone contacts you, answer the call immediately."
As he spoke, he flipped through his phone, then pulled up the call log and showed it to Su Yumian, "Look, I called you so many times, but you didn't answer any of them."
Su Yumian stared at the strange call that had been ringing twelve times, stunned: "Is this number yours?"
Because it is an unfamiliar number, he usually won't answer it.
"right."
"I'm sorry, I don't know..."
"Forget it, now that you know it, just save my number." Fu Quezhou handed the phone back to him.
"Well, okay..."
After saving the number, he asked cautiously, "Um, Quezhou, how did you know my number?"
Hearing this, Fu Quezhou chuckled and said, "Haha, do you think I wouldn't know?"
Su Yumian was stunned. Yes, it was not surprising that Fu Quezhou knew his number.
Although he is a professor at HG Company on the surface, his actual identity is the chairman's grandson. He is followed by a driver and bodyguards wherever he goes, so it is easy to find his number.
"I've already told you my cell phone number. Next time I call you, you must answer it. Do you understand?" Fu Quezhou said with a smile, tilting his head.
"Okay, I understand..."
"Okay, now tell me, who is Xu Bai?" Fu Quezhou's face darkened and his tone became cold.
Su Yumian was shocked and hurriedly explained: "He is just my roommate..."
Hearing this, Fu Quezhou looked displeased, "You're still renting with another man?"
"He is not someone else, he is my college classmate. The relationship between him and me is not what you think." Su Yumian hurriedly explained, fearing that this devil would point the finger at innocent people.
"If you say no, then it's no. Let's eat first."
Seeing that Fu Quezhou didn't ask any further questions, Su Yumian breathed a sigh of relief.
…
In the restaurant of Fu Quezhou's villa, Su Yumian stared at the screen of his mobile phone and felt a little depressed.
Zhou Xubai obviously had something waiting for him to talk about when he got back, but after get off work, he was dragged to Fu Quezhou's villa.
Fu Quezhou, who was sitting opposite him, saw that he was not eating and was staring at his phone. He stepped hard on Su Yumian's foot under the table and said unhappily, "What are you doing if you're not eating?"
"ah!"
Su Yumian felt a sharp pain on the back of her foot, and she quickly put down her phone. She wanted to explain, but she heard Fu Quezhou's cold voice: "Oh, are you waiting for that Xu Bai to contact you?
Fu Quezhou sneered, his hands moving non-stop: "Is his call more important than the dinner I prepared for you?
Hearing the displeasure in his tone, Su Yumian quickly explained: "No, no..."
Su Yumian stared at the chicken steak in front of him without any appetite.
"Want me to cut it for you?"
"No, no need."
Su Yumian pursed her lips and stared at the fragrant chicken fillet on the plate without any appetite.
I feel so uncomfortable. I'm going to have indigestion again tonight.
Although the dish prepared was no longer steak, the thought of dining with Fu Quezhou made him feel resistant all over.
Fu Quezhou stared at the untouched chicken on his plate, put down his cutlery, and said, "Su Yumian, do you know?"
Su Yumian was stunned. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't hear what Fu Quezhou said. "What?"
"Oh! So you didn't know."
Su Yumian was panicking. Did he miss something?
Fu Quezhou picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, a cold desire in his eyes: "It's been a week since we last had sex."
Hearing this, Su Yumian felt embarrassed and annoyed: "What are you talking about?"
Fu Quezhou stood up, walked to Su Yumian, grabbed his wrist, and smiled sinisterly: "I need to check behind you..."
The moisture in the bathroom had long since dissipated, and the mist on the mirror condensed into water droplets, sliding down one by one.
Su Yumian stared at the pale self in the mirror, with dark circles under his eyes and bruises on his collarbone. This body had become a living ledger of pain.
He had been in the bathroom for over an hour, and the implications of coming out were self-evident.
If we delay any further, I'm afraid that will only make that devil unhappy again.
He was about to put on his bathrobe when the sound of the door lock turning sent a chill down his spine.
"How long are you going to wash?"
Fu Quezhou's figure was reflected in the mirror, his slightly open bathrobe half revealing his chest.
He stepped closer to Su Yumian, put his arms around his waist, put his lips close to his ear, and said with hot breath, "Could it be... you want to stay here?"
"No, I just..."
"Su Yumian, I'm giving you two choices. Either stay here or go to the bed. It's your choice."
At this moment, Su Yumian was like a fish on the chopping board, unable to resist or escape.
She only left her trembling body nestled in his arms, her voice as soft as a mosquito: "Go, go to the bed..."
Fu Quezhou chuckled, and the next second Su Yumian felt dizzy. Fu Quezhou picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom...
After a night of crazy tossing and turning, Su Yumian felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. When he woke up, Fu Quezhou was gone.
He put on his clothes and when he passed the living room, he saw the note left by Fu Quezhou: Wait for me to come back.
By the way, Fu Quezhou should be on a plane to Vancouver now, so there’s no way to control him.
He rushed back home, took a shower, changed his clothes, grabbed his documents and headed straight to Southwest University.
Today was the day he went to Southwest University to give a lecture on specimen restoration. After entering the campus, Zhou Xubai was walking towards him, chatting and laughing with a student.
"Yu Mian? Why are you in school?" Zhou Xubai was the first to see him.
"Oh, I'm here for the specimen restoration class."
Seeing this, a student nearby said, "Teacher Zhou, I'll go over first."
"good."
Turning to Su Yumian, he said, "I should have guessed it was you. Come on, I'll take you to the training office first."
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