82. Actually, I am jealous
The man was visibly stunned.
He looked at the distress on her face and when he was sure that it was because of him, his deep almond-shaped eyes suddenly lit up with joy.
A smile appeared on his handsome and open face, which was as stunning as red flowers blooming on a dead tree.
"Yan Hui, are you concerned about me? ... Do you care about me?"
These words were spoken in a questioning tone, expressing the same surprise, unexpectedness, and excitement as a child seeing a present.
It's simply heart-warming.
Even blushed.
She had never seen him blush with excitement before, and was shocked: "Uncle, you asked me if I liked you before, didn't I always answer 'yes'?"
He couldn't suppress the smile between his eyebrows and held her hand: "This is different."
In the past, he always forced her to say "I like you". He knew that it was not from her heart, and he never expected to get her true love.
But today, he could clearly see the distressed look on her face.
“It’s really different…”
Fu Rongshen was so excited that he laughed out loud, with tears in his eyes.
Hold her tight.
"I love you, Yan Hui, Chu Yan Hui..."
Repeat her name in her ear over and over again.
She was hugged by him, and naturally hugged him back.
But in fact, I didn’t know why he was so excited, just like I didn’t know that he had been suffering from insomnia.
——His surging emotions seemed beyond her reach.
Just like a cloud, you can only see the terrifying huge black color, but you have no idea what caused it.
Dinner is over.
Just like Fu Rongshen said, he will solve it.
Both Mr. Fu and Chu's parents were against it, but they could do nothing about it and could only compromise.
When Chu Pingyou saw her daughter get into the man's car, she was so angry that she kicked a roadside tree without caring about her image.
Cursing: "He's old, yet he seduced my daughter! I should have stabbed him to death yesterday... this bastard!"
Gu Xunfang held his arm. Although she was angry, she still tried to comfort him gently: "Xiao Hui made his own choice. What can you do about it?"
"Pingyou, don't be angry, it's time for us to go home."
After returning home, Chu Pingyou became more and more angry:
"Why did you just let her go with that beast?"
She asked the servants to bring the meal prepared by the chef to the dining room table.
I said to him, "You haven't eaten anything all night, you must be hungry, right? I asked the kitchen to make some light porridge, go have some."
"Xunfang, I'm angry and I can't eat!"
Seeing that he didn't move, she frowned a little: "I know you are angry, and I am angry too."
"But you're not the same as you were back then. It's okay to skip a meal. You need to take medicine now. Don't torture your body."
Hearing her tone, he said nothing more, sighed deeply, stood up and went to the restaurant.
On the other side, in the presidential suite of the hotel.
"Uncle, where are you injured?"
As soon as the door closed, Chu Yanhui tried to take off his suit jacket.
He shook his head helplessly.
"It's nothing, really. Just my arms and chest... not heavy."
He took off his coat, unbuttoned his vest, and put it on the sofa.
Then he took off the cufflinks and metal cuffs of his white shirt, loosened his dark blue tie, and set it aside.
Chu Yanhui felt that he was too slow, so she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it open, only to see large bruises on his chest, which were glaring, hideous, and almost terrifying.
Take a breath of cold air.
She reached out and touched it gently, her eyes red: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
The force is like soft cotton brushing past, it doesn't hurt, but it itches instead.
Then he said, "I went to the hospital and it's nothing serious. Don't worry."
"Why did my father use such harsh force..." She choked.
Fu Rongshen pulled his shirt back on and said gently, "He loves you, so he's angry that I'm with you."
"Because I am your elder, yet I did this..."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of Chu Pingyou's words and looked at her: "Yan Hui, I clearly forced you, but you told your parents that you were repaying me voluntarily. Why don't you tell the truth?"
"I'm afraid they'll get even angrier," she looked away, "and more so because... I was half-hearted, not completely unwilling."
"Uncle, I haven't told you this—in fact, I was already attracted to you when I interviewed you three years ago."
Fu Rongshen looked at her, not extremely shocked. His clear voice seemed to contain a smile: "Really?"
"I remember you were very professional, as if you had never known me. I was thinking that if I hadn't taken the initiative to reminisce, Yan Hui might have forgotten my uncle."
Chu Yan replied: "How could I forget? I can't forget you. You were so strict when you forbade me from falling in love too early!"
"I thought of you as my best friend besides Zhiju, but that incident made me realize you weren't a friend, but an elder. An elder who would act arrogantly in front of me and demand that I do this and that!"
She curled her lips and said sarcastically, "You don't know how disappointed I was at that time."
"I……"
The man's eyes were complex, and there was a hint of hesitation between his brows as if he wanted to say something.
His shirt wasn't buttoned all the way to the top, leaving two buttons unbuttoned, a departure from his usual abstinence. His hesitation at this moment made him feel conflicted and inexplicably sexy.
There is a surging yet suppressed helplessness.
He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice emotionless. "My status as an elder was just a cover-up to make my thoughts seem in line with the rules. Yan Hui, I was actually angry and jealous at the time."
The word "jealousy" came out of his mouth so calmly that Chu Yanhui felt frightened.
She stared at him in shock, unable to believe it: "You——"
He nodded.
He whispered, "When you happily shared with me that you liked Gu He, I found that I...can't leave you."
As she listened, she felt an urge to run away.
"I thought...our relationship was just a one-night stand, but I didn't expect you to have feelings for me so early!"
Her face turned pale in an instant.
My teeth chattered together, and I almost screamed, "I was only in the first year of high school, how could you!"
"I'm sorry, Yan Hui..."
Fu Rongshen lowered his eyes, suppressing the complex and turbulent emotions in his phoenix-shaped eyes. His expression was unclear, and he looked remorseful. But the hand clasped around her waist remained firmly, like a tangled tree root desperately absorbing nourishment from a spring. It was both pious and morbid.
The clear and sweet voice was lowered by sadness: "I love you, I love you very much."
"If possible, I hope I am not your uncle."
"In this case, we are a perfect match, made in heaven—just like what other people said when you were in love with Gu He."
Age, generation, and status are all mountains standing between the two of them.
He went over them one by one.
Finally saw the sun.
But his sun shone on him, and also revealed the filth and dirtiness in him.
Chu Yanhui listened to his words, unable to control her emotions. She was shocked, terrified, and even horrified. Her stomach churned, and she felt like vomiting.
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