Chapter 29 Uterus "He wanted her to get pregnant."
Under the influence of alcohol, a person's body becomes extremely sensitive.
When her wet lips touched that spot, her body had already turned into a puddle of water, her fingernails scratching the sofa chair, leaving a long mark.
While still conscious, I was lifted into the air and carried back to the bedroom.
The door was kicked open impatiently and then closed automatically. Her legs were folded and hanging in mid-air, and she forced out countless tears.
Fu Huaizhi kissed her earlobe and said, "My mother committed suicide in front of me. I slept peacefully beside her, but when I woke up, I saw a pool of blood. She was holding me, but she had cut her wrists. Do you think she loved me or hated me?"
Song Luoyun looked at him, her hazy eyes filled with sadness, and gently wrapped her arms around his waist.
“But the biggest regret is that I couldn’t save her, and she suffered terribly in that home.” Fu Huaizhi buried his head in her collarbone.
Song Luoyun looked up, touched his head, and rubbed it. His breathing was erratic, but his heartbeat was steady.
She had never seen Fu Huaizhi like this before, who would actually confide in her and reveal his vulnerable side to her.
...
In the middle of the night, Fu Yuxuan, wrapped in a bath towel and drying his hair, came out of the bedroom and saw that the game scene he had carefully prepared on the table had been completely destroyed.
I walked over and counted; there were still four cups left to drink.
He always puts himself in a lot of stress when he plays, and the alcohol he prepares is always high-proof, which he mixes together. The fact that he can still play so many rounds under such high intensity means he has a pretty good alcohol tolerance.
Looking at the mess in front of him, he could foresee how intense their battle would be, but he never expected that the game he had prepared would end up benefiting them.
Thinking this, he walked leisurely into the main hall, only to be startled by the person who appeared there.
"Damn." He walked over and glanced at the time instinctively. "It's over already?"
Fu Huaizhi sank into the sofa, smoking, gazing at the dark, ink-like night outside the French windows, his emotions unreadable.
Recalling the moment she had slept with Song Luoyun, she suddenly pulled out a condom and made him put it on.
He revealed his past, but she seemed indifferent and even distracted herself by making demands.
Feeling troubled, he ignored it and forcefully pushed his way in.
She remained absent-minded throughout, and even when drunk, she remembered the incident, repeatedly shouting, "No!"
He completely lost interest and ended up leaving it on her stomach, which he had to clean up himself.
Fu Yuxuan went over and accompanied him as he lit a cigarette afterward.
"Are you sober now?"
The cigarette he smoked was sweet, with a strong grape flavor that dispelled the bitter taste of tar, causing Fu Huaizhi to frown involuntarily.
"Um."
He stubbed out his cigarette, held Fu Yuxuan's cigarette case, and looked down at it.
"So, did she say anything that satisfied you?" Fu Yuxuan casually crossed his legs.
His relationship with Qi Qiao was too complicated. He wanted to break it off but couldn't, yet he couldn't become closer to her. He was dissatisfied with the status quo, which is why he came up with this method to have a deeper conversation with her.
His intentions were good; the questions he carefully prepared were all about delving into a person's childhood. After a few words, he could understand her past and see her true thoughts.
Unfortunately, Qi Qiao wouldn't play along with him. In no time, he dragged her into the room and started a brawl without saying a word.
"No." Fu Huaizhi let out a long breath, took a cigarette from Fu Yuxuan, and put it in his mouth.
Fu Yuxuan reacted excitedly: "After playing like this, you still have to hide it? It seems your partner is hard to handle, too guarded."
The lighter clicked, smoke rose, and Fu Huaizhi suddenly smiled.
She was very guarded, but he was the one who showed weakness to her first.
"Sigh." Whether out of pity for him or for himself, Fu Yuxuan sighed heavily as well.
"If you ask me, women are too difficult to deal with. You should just keep your distance from them, spend your money when you want to, and have sex when you want to. Distance makes the heart grow fonder."
"...Fu Huaizhi?"
A voice came from the slightly ajar door of the next bedroom.
Fu Huaizhi quickly stood up and stubbed out his cigarette.
"They're here."
Fu Yuxuan frowned at him: "You left already? We barely even chatted. No, it was just a woman calling your name, why did you get so worked up?"
The bedroom door has been closed.
Fu Yuxuan: ...
Brothers are unreliable.
Fu Huaizhi didn't turn on the light, but by the moonlight streaming in from the window, he could see the person sleeping soundly on the bed.
She didn't wake up; it was just a call in her sleep, but that was enough to prove he was in her dream.
He moved closer and noticed the girl's frown. He instinctively pulled the blanket up and hid his head inside.
He knew she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, and even the lingering smell on her body made her uncomfortable.
A very troublesome person.
After standing there for a while, he went into the bathroom, rinsed his body thoroughly again after showering, rinsed his mouth twice to get rid of all the smell of smoke, and then returned to her side.
...
When Song Luoyun woke up, she felt that the whole world had changed dramatically.
A sweet scent wafted around them. Fu Huaizhi used her peach-scented shower gel, and his cold and aloof aura disappeared. He even changed into a sweet and fruity perfume.
She sat up and saw a row of colorful perfume bottles on the opposite cabinet.
He couldn't think of anything else that might have happened last night that could have caused such a drastic change in his personality.
When she went to the bathroom, her electric toothbrush had been replaced, her earphones were in the trash can, and the digital watch on her wrist had been replaced with a mechanical watch.
Everything in the house that Fu Zeming had given her was gone; everything had been replaced with new things he had bought.
Song Luoyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Fu Huaizhi is still the same Fu Huaizhi.
On weekends, Song Luoyun went to the research institute to study as usual. She was the only person there with only a bachelor's degree, so she was not allowed to participate in most meetings and could only handle trivial matters.
This industry values education and experience, neither of which she possesses. However, having a learning opportunity is invaluable. Fortunately, most people are busy with their own affairs and no one pays attention to her.
She always thought so.
If I hadn't overheard other people's comments about her...
She was eating in a cubicle when a few boys passed by the door and mentioned "that intern." Someone asked her how she got in.
"She got in through connections, otherwise what do you think she'd be needed here as an undergraduate?"
“She’s driven to and from get off work in luxury cars every day. Either they’re rich, or they’ve hooked up with some rich guy.”
"Her family is poor. I heard she was kept as a kept woman by a high-ranking official in the Fu Group."
Song Luoyun didn't refute them. She only appeared after they left, threw the takeout into the trash can, and left silently.
It cannot be refuted, because it is a fact.
She gained too many advantages from Fu Huaizhi, and in such an environment, she was bound to receive countless gossips.
All she can do is improve herself. Once she has the ability to achieve her goals, she will naturally gain people's trust.
Soon, she received her admission letter from Peking University.
The document first expressed apologies to her, and then restored her original scores: first in the written test, second in the interview, and first in the overall ranking.
With the dust settled, she breathed a sigh of relief.
When I joined the graduate students' professional group chat, I saw everyone's messages of "Congratulations".
Immediately afterwards, a message popped up from Professor Liu Yi.
Liu Yi: [Luo Yun, come back to school when you have time. I need to talk to you about something.]
Song Luoyun's heart skipped a beat; she had a bad feeling.
She was on her way to the IELTS test center when she received the message.
She had already paid the registration fee, and she was determined to participate no matter what. She had thought it through carefully; during her time with Fu Huaizhi, she needed to make the most of all the resources available to pave the way for her future.
After the exam, Fu Huaizhi came to pick her up. After getting in the car, he routinely asked, "How did it go?"
Song Luoyun said, "I'm a little nervous, but I think it will go well."
As someone who came from a small city to be admitted to Peking University, her greatest strength is studying. She gets excellent grades in every subject, and exams are a piece of cake for her.
Fu Huaizhi responded casually and took her to his dinner party.
She took his hand and stepped inside. Everyone turned to greet him, but no one paid attention to the inconspicuous woman beside him. In this setting, everyone knew she was just a kept woman.
She was used to being a quiet, decorative vase, not eating much, not doing much, and occasionally smiling demurely at someone, even if that person's gaze was lewd.
"Thump—"
Fu Huaizhi turned his wine glass upside down and stared at the man with his deep eyes.
A smile played on his lips: "Since you're so interested in my woman, do you need me to bring her to you for a closer look?"
The other person's smile gradually disappeared, and they quickly lowered their head: "I, I didn't, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
Fu Huaizhi turned his head to look at Song Luoyun.
She smiled slightly and smoothed things over, saying, "It's alright, it's probably just this gentleman's habit."
Fu Huaizhi tightened his grip on her hand.
She maintained her smile, grasped his hand in return, and whispered, "Don't let this interfere with your important business."
Fu Huaizhi: "You are quite understanding."
As a proper female companion, she knows this much about boundaries.
Fu Huaizhi looked at her, his eyes unfathomable.
He didn't like her attitude; she was too distant and cold, and didn't seem to care about him.
...
Several days later, Song Luoyun finally had time to return to school.
Professor Liu Yi had been waiting for her, but when they met, he didn't know where to begin. So he made tea for them, and they each had a cup.
After chatting about other things, he said, "Luo Yun, tell me the truth, have you been having an affair with anyone lately?"
“…Ah.” Song Luoyun pursed her lips, not daring to answer.
Liu Yi said, "I've wanted to ask you this for a long time. Last time you said you got into Fu's experimental group, I could still believe that you got the opportunity through your own efforts. But this time, Zhang Ming's matter has caused a big uproar. It's not something an ordinary student like you could achieve."
Previously, there have been instances where students raised objections to their grades and submitted evidence, but such investigations are extremely lengthy and slow. Even if successful, the cases often become invalid due to missed enrollment deadlines. It is virtually impossible to investigate and return grades in such a short time.
Having worked in this industry for so long, how could Liu Yi not understand the rules behind it?
He said, "Tell me, who is that person? What will you offer in exchange?"
"Professor Liu," Song Luoyun said, finding it difficult to speak, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
"You won't even tell me your name, and you're telling me you have any sense of propriety?" Liu Yi said.
Song Luoyun clenched her fists. She knew she couldn't hide these things from him, but she was also in a passive position. If she told him the truth, perhaps he could understand her.
But to her surprise, Liu Yi suddenly became agitated as soon as she uttered the name "Fu Huaizhi".
"You've gotten bolder? Do you even know what kind of person he is? Can you accept the environment of the Fu family? Why do you think these things are worth exchanging yourself for?"
Every word he said stung her; she felt like a piece of waste paper, forever embarrassed in front of an innocent person.
“I never intended to marry into the Fu family; I am very self-aware,” she tried to explain.
Liu Yi retorted, "Haven't you thought about it? Can you still do whatever you want in front of him?"
Song Luoyun was speechless for a moment.
"You haven't even considered what you would offer in exchange. In that environment, what do you think your greatest value would be?"
"You are a woman! No matter how many books you read or how capable you are, it's useless to them. The most useful part of your body is your organs, your uterus!"
“Didn’t you hate your mother the most? I thought you were trying so hard to break free because you didn’t want to become like her, but you still went down this path. You’ve disappointed me so much.”
Song Luoyun's lips were unusually pale.
Those words kept echoing in my ears: organs, uterus.
How could she not have thought of that?
Fu Huaizhi has no interest in her; he only cares about interests and the position he is vying for.
He won't wear a condom because he wants her to get pregnant.
So all that tenderness was just a means for him to tame her.
His expression became increasingly difficult to control, and Professor Liu Yi's words seemed to come from a very, very far place.
She pinched herself, her stomach churning, and suddenly a wave of nausea washed over her.
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