62. I hope you will only like me
"I've been back for a long time. I just heard the car stop and came down to wait for you."
Chu Yanhui nodded: "Actually, you don't have to wait for me."
"I'll wait for you..." Fu Rongshen paused, "I have something to say."
He casually found something to say, "Gu He might find ways to cause trouble for you in a while, so you should stay in the villa and don't go out too often."
He naturally took the items from her hands and helped her carry them.
Chu Yanhui was changing her slippers when she heard what he said and realized that he was going to take action against Gu He.
There was a pause.
"Let's talk upstairs."
They went upstairs to her bedroom.
Turn on the light.
With a "click", the room suddenly lit up.
Fu Rongshen asked, "Where are the things?"
"The upper compartment of the wardrobe."
As she spoke, she noticed that the photo frame on the table was crooked and reached out to straighten it.
It's always straight, why is it suddenly crooked? No one's touching it...
Then, as if realizing something, she asked the man puzzledly: "Uncle, have you been to my bedroom tonight?"
Fu Rongshen hummed: "...I thought you were here, so I came in to take a look. Later, the housekeeper told me that you were going out this afternoon, so I left."
Chu Yanhui was wondering whether his words were true or not. She looked up at him and found that he was looking at the tie box with his eyes shining slightly.
“It’s a tie,” she explained.
"Tie?" Fu Rongshen opened the box and took a look, seeming a little surprised: "Wine red?"
He clearly remembered that she liked gray and brown, and once described ties in these two colors as "stable, restrained, and very secure" in his blog.
Chu Yanhui was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly said, "To Dad."
Fu Rongshen didn't react and unconsciously repeated in a low voice: "Dad?"
Only later did he realize that the gift he thought the girl gave him was actually for her father Chu Pingyou.
He lowered his eyes and said nothing, then closed the box with his slender hands and put it back.
It wasn't for him...
He whispered, "Is there nothing for me?"
It was hard to tell whether the voice sounded more lonely or jealous, but it was unpleasant anyway.
Chu Yanhui's alarm bells immediately rang.
She actually forgot to bring him something!
When she was with Gu He, she would always bring him a portion of anything she bought for him, no matter how small the item, even a string of candied haws that he wouldn't eat, or even his overflowing collection of jewelry.
Otherwise he will be jealous - a man who is very petty in relationships.
I used to think he was only jealous of Gu He, but now I understand: he would be jealous whenever she was nice to others but not to him.
Of course, every policy has its own countermeasure, and she has a way to solve it.
Chu Yan walked back to him, stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his mouth, smiling sweetly: "I'll give you a sincere kiss, okay? This is the most precious thing."
He felt the softness on his lips and his body stiffened. Looking at the smile on the girl's face, his eyes deepened inch by inch.
Take her into your arms.
"Okay, I'll get it now..."
Chu Yanhui was bewildered: "Is that the one just now?"
“Not really.”
He rejected the kiss that could only be described as a light touch.
He tightened his grip around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her, prying open her teeth and tasting the sweetness of the wine.
"Drinking? Who did you drink with?"
This hoarse, low question made Chu Yanhui feel that he was the one who was drunk.
"Who? The one holding the torch, of course."
She was breathless, but her words came out without thinking.
This obvious answer suddenly reminded him that she had said the same thing to Gu He when she first started having an affair with him.
Using the name of Fu Zhiju to conceal the true nature...
The force on the hand is stronger.
"Hiss, it hurts... Uncle, what are you doing?"
Her side hurt from being pinched, and she bent over subconsciously.
The man held her tightly, his phoenix eyes glaring at her, almost smiling, but his tone was subdued: "Was it Fu Zhiju who just gave it to you?"
The dress she was wearing today was dark blue and looked thicker than usual. But it felt like silk, soft and smooth. It was very easy to push on.
It was also easy for him to put his hand in.
Chu Yanhui's face, which had been red from the alcohol, now turned pink again. She resisted his touch and pushed him away.
I took a breath and realized what he meant:
“…Did you see it?”
She didn't notice anyone looking at her at the time. Where did he see it?
"Send people to the front door, it's hard not to see them."
He paused, then stared at her again and asked, "I saw you staring at that little boy. He's very handsome, isn't he?"
"Of course—although his hair is black, he has a pair of blue eyes. In the sunlight, they are lake blue, and in the dark, they are the blue of the deep sea. It was the first time I saw such a beautiful mixed-race child, and I couldn't help but look at him."
"So that's how it is," he said, half-smiling, "Wouldn't it look better if I dug it out?"
"How could this be?"
She was terrified and appalled by his thoughts.
"Otherwise, what do you want me to do? Watch him continue shopping with you?"
She broke free from his arms, rubbing her aching waist, bewildered: "What are you talking about? The one who accompanied me shopping was Zhiju!"
"So, why wasn't she the one who sent you back?"
"She had other things to do and left early. Feng Zhi is her housekeeper, and he followed her instructions to send me back. Is there anything wrong with that? If you don't believe me, go ask her!"
Fu Rongshen heard similar words again and felt so angry that his chest felt tight.
The smile on his face faded. "I once asked you to use these words to deal with Gu He, but now you're saying them to me exactly as they were... Yan Hui, you're a fast learner."
"I--"
Chu Yanhui was almost unable to explain herself. She felt that she could not wash herself clean even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
"Fu Rongshen! If you don't believe me, then get someone to check where I went today and who I was with!"
"Just because the person who sent me back was a stranger, you falsely accused us of having an affair. Is this who I am in your eyes?"
She turned away angrily, clenching her fists.
"Since there is no trust between us, I have nothing to say to you."
It's extremely disappointing.
"Okay, don't be angry, I believe you." The man hugged her from behind, his low voice lingering in her ears, and he placed a kiss on the back of her neck. "Yan Hui, you just said you like him... I'm jealous."
"I just think his eyes are pretty. Everyone loves beauty!"
Her body trembled slightly because of the hot kiss, and her voice was vague.
He said, "I hope you only like me and not others."
The last sentence was almost spoken with gritted teeth, filled with a strong sense of unwillingness.
"I like you, only you."
Chu Yanhui had heard similar questions so many times that his brain had formed a set of response templates.
No need to think, just answer.
Fu Rongshen's expression softened. He turned her over and hugged her tightly, burying his head in her neck: "Don't lie to me."
It sounded like a sigh, but contained a threat.
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