Even though she was witty and cheerful in front of Xiao Jinhan, the thought that he might suffer lifelong consequences because of her made her heart tremble violently.
wipe!!
I owe this person a huge favor.
How should I repay it?
...
Seaview hotel.
Fu Mengyao lay on the bed, biting her lip to endure the pain, her peach blossom eyes filled with tears.
The doctor is bandaging the wound on her foot.
While she was wiping my hands with alcohol, she finally lost her temper and yelled, "Are your hands crippled or something? Be gentle, okay? Can't you see how much it hurts? It's making me feel terrible!"
After a furious roar, the doctor could only endure it. Miss Fu's temper was notoriously explosive. He could only nod and apologize repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll try to be gentler."
Fu Xiuchen frowned slightly, seemingly unable to bear it any longer. His cool voice carried a hint of lecturing: "Yaoyao, Dr. Xu's movements were already very gentle."
Fu Mengyao blushed and asked angrily, "Who does she think she is, that you should speak up for her?"
Xu Qiao is Xu Feng's younger sister. The two of them have been working for the Fu family for many years and have gained a certain status within the family.
Xu Qiao blushed instantly.
"alright."
Fu Mengyao bit her lip, looking at Fu Xiuchen with a wronged expression: "Now anyone can occupy a place in your heart. Tang Yaoyao can, Xu Qiao can too. Have you already forgotten about your sister?"
"Don't be unreasonable."
Fu Mengyao lowered her chestnut eyes, her expression haughty, and said coldly, "Am I being unreasonable? I came down from the eighteenth floor to the first floor barefoot, calling her name again and again until my voice was hoarse, but she didn't answer once. What do you mean by that?"
So that's what she was angry about.
Fu Xiuchen sighed helplessly and said reassuringly, "The situation was dangerous at the time. She was unconscious due to heatstroke, so she couldn't agree."
"Oh? Is that so? Brother is quite good at making excuses for her. Fine, she's unconscious, but her manager must be awake, right? Since she could call you for help, why didn't she answer me? I had to walk barefoot up and down so many floors; my legs are going to be ruined."
Seeing her angry face flushed and tears welling up in her eyes, Fu Xiuchen felt a surge of anger. But when he saw that her feet were indeed badly injured, he took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress it.
"Say it!"
"Yaoyao, you're overthinking it. What do you want me to say?" Fu Xiuchen said patiently.
"What do you mean I'm overthinking it? I think it's just my sister-in-law, who's not even married into the family yet, giving me, her little sister, a hard time. How can she be so arrogant before even marrying into the Fu family? Is she treating me, her sister-in-law, like a slave?" Fu Mengyao was even more upset and roared.
By this time, Xu Qiao had already bandaged her foot. She was thinking of applying some safflower oil to her ankle, but Fu Mengyao glared at her and said, "Get out of here. We don't need you here anymore."
Xu Qiao bit her lip and nodded gently: "Yes, Miss Fu."
After she left, Fu Mengyao still felt a tightness in her chest: "I accept that my second brother cares about my sister-in-law and doesn't want to pay attention to me, since he has never loved me. But what about you, eldest brother? You have completely forgotten about your sister."
"Are you done?" Fu Xiuchen's voice turned cold, like a gentle breeze, devoid of emotion except for its chill.
Fu Mengyao's spoiled nature kicked in, and there was no stopping her: "You haven't finished speaking, so be it! I will never agree to you marrying Tang Yaoyao!"
Fu Xiuchen felt that he could hardly communicate with her, and said in a low, cold voice, "Let's talk after you've calmed down."
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
Fu Mengyao felt a sharp pain in her heart, and finally couldn't hold back her tears: "Brother..."
The voice softened, as if it were giving in to him.
Fu Xiuchen stopped and turned to look at her. He saw large tears falling from her eyes, making her look pitiful. He couldn't help but think of Yao Yao.
When she recognized him, the moment she rushed into his arms, she looked just like that, afraid of being abandoned again.
Fu Xiuchen felt a sharp pain in his chest and finally withdrew his hand from the door.
Then Fu Mengyao said, "Brother, I'm sorry..."
Fu Xiuchen sighed, turned around and walked towards her, then sat down next to her, pulling out a tissue for her: "How old are you? Still crying like that, what kind of behavior is that?"
Fu Mengyao held his hand, feeling wronged but still managing to act coquettishly: "In your eyes, I'll always be a little girl, right? If I cry or throw a tantrum, you won't hold it against me, right?"
Fu Xiuchen sighed, but his expression became stern: "I'm your brother, of course I won't hold it against you."
Fu Mengyao understood perfectly well what her brother meant; he was blaming her for being too harsh on Xu Qiao.
She looked towards the door, then lowered her head and said with great regret, "I'm sorry, I know I went too far. This has nothing to do with Qiaoqiao. I...sigh, I don't know why I got so angry."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xiuchen frowned: "Is it...?"
"No." Fu Mengyao quickly shook her head, wiped away her tears, and said seriously, "It's impossible. I've fully recovered. I just haven't been in this much pain in a long time, so I threw a tantrum. I'm sorry, brother."
Seeing how cautious she was, as if afraid to bring up the past, Fu Xiuchen felt a pang of pain in his heart and grasped her hand in return: "Okay, let's not talk about it."
“Brother, actually, if you really like Tang Yaoyao, I will only give my blessings... Maybe, like you said, she was just unconscious and didn’t mean to make things difficult for me.” Fu Mengyao began to reflect on herself, looking down at his hand.
As she spoke, she felt even more guilty: "How could I think of her like that? After all, she must have been terrified to be trapped in the elevator, especially in such hot weather."
Fu Xiuchen smiled faintly, as if pleased.
From a young age, he knew that Yao Yao had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She could say hurtful things and was always throwing tantrums, but in reality, she was not a bad person.
Fu Xiuchen wanted to say several times that Yaoyao was their long-lost sister, but in the end, he thought of her instructions and gave up, comforting her, "It's alright, she's fine now, don't blame yourself too much."
"Mmm." Fu Mengyao nodded emphatically, then, like a playful and beautiful young girl, pointed to the bedside table: "Brother, can you get that box for me?"
Fu Xiuchen took it and handed it to her.
Fu Mengyao opened the box and took out a platinum diamond necklace and an expensive watch: "These are gifts I bought for Qiaoqiao and Xu Feng yesterday while shopping. Just now..."
As she spoke, self-reproach and apology returned to her eyes. She bit her lip and handed it to him, saying, "Brother, I was angry just now. I'm sorry. Could you give this to my brother and sister for me?"
"Since you have someone else in your heart, stop saying such unpleasant things." Fu Xiuchen took the gift, glanced at it, and then gently asked the question that had been weighing on his mind.
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