Chapter 20 Fang Yu, You Hate Me
Fang Yu's face gradually became hot. Fu Beicheng held her hand and slowly approached her.
Fang Yu opened her eyes wide, and just as his lips fell, Fang Yu suddenly stepped back, turned over, and faced away from him.
"Fu Beicheng, we've already agreed on this." They each went their own way, completely unrelated, and she didn't say the rest.
"You think too simply. As long as we don't get divorced, we are a legal couple." As he said that, Fu Beicheng pressed his body against hers.
"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, a man who doesn't keep his word. Fu Beicheng, I misjudged you, ah...!" Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly pressed her down on the bed. Fang Yu subconsciously covered her stomach with her hands.
Fu Beicheng supported her on both sides, looking her in the eye. "How could I go back on my word? Isn't this what you've been waiting for? I'm helping you."
As he spoke, he lifted her chin with his slender fingers and said, "Do you like playing hard to get now?"
"I don't have any expectations of you now." Fang Yu said and pushed his chest.
Fu Beicheng's eyes darkened. "Fang Yu, can't we just talk about our previous relationship? Do you know what you've been thinking about these days?"
Fang Yu didn't say anything.
Fu Beicheng lowered his head and spoke slowly in her ear, "You are like a hedgehog with spines standing up all over your body, wanting to be conquered."
Fang Yu's eyes widened, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "Fu Beicheng, you..."
Before she could finish her words, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips. The faint scent of shower gel on his body filled her nose with blood, and all her senses were amplified.
While she was stunned, Fu Beicheng attacked the city and took advantage of the opportunity to enter. His big palm skillfully slid into her collar, and Fang Yu groaned.
Fu Beicheng's hot body was transmitted to her through the thin clothes. Fang Yu murmured between her lips, "No, Fu Beicheng."
Fu Beicheng restrained her restless hands, held her lips again, and danced with her tongue. Fang Yu was having difficulty breathing, her mouth was dry, and her body felt like it was on fire. The thing between her legs made her stiffen.
Thinking of the baby in her belly, Fang Yu struggled hard. Fu Beicheng let her go, and his rapid breathing sprayed on her face. His eyes were dark because of restraint.
Fang Yu put her hand on his chest, pushing him, their eyes meeting, "Fu Beicheng, I'm not your tool for sexual gratification. You can't do this to me."
Her eyes were full of humiliation and embarrassment, and her face was full of resistance.
Fu Beicheng's knowing eyes gradually turned cold. He looked at her for a long time, his thin lips curled up into a mocking arc, "A tool for sexual gratification? That's right, you do have some knowledge of yourself."
Fang Yu still had a little bit of expectation in her heart, but his words were like a basin of cold water poured over her head, making her feel cold to the core. A dense pain surged in her heart, and her eyes turned red in an instant.
Fu Beicheng's eyes darkened, he pinched her chin and said in a low voice, "Don't cry."
Fang Yu bit her lip tightly and stared at him. Suddenly, Fu Beicheng fell to the side. Before Fang Yu could react, he was hugged into someone's arms and said, "Sleep."
Fang Yu thought that this man might be crazy. Wouldn't he feel uncomfortable sleeping with her as a bed warmer, or did he just need a pillow?
She struggled a few times, and the man's warning voice was in her ears, "If you move, don't even think about sleeping."
Fang Yu froze and dared not move. She couldn't sleep that night. The hand across her waist made her extremely uncomfortable.
The next day, Fang Yu was half asleep when she heard someone calling her. She opened her eyes and saw Fu Beicheng had regained his noble and arrogant demeanor, wearing a well-ironed suit. He said, "Come with me to the company. Don't forget, you are still my assistant."
Fang Yu was conscious. She looked at him and deliberately used the strongest tone, emphasizing each word. "Fu Beicheng, does it have to be like this? If you hate each other, why do you have to force each other?"
"Hate each other?" Fu Beicheng's voice suddenly turned cold. He answered the question irrelevantly, "You hate me?"
Fang Yu could feel the suppressed anger in him and was inexplicably afraid of him like this. Maybe it was because no one had ever said this to Young Master Fu, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
Fang Yu turned her head away, refusing to meet his terrifying gaze.
Unexpectedly, Fu Beicheng's breathing quickened. "Speak!"
Fang Yu clenched his fists and encouraged himself in his heart, "Don't you want me to hate you, or rather, you want me to say that I like you?"
"I'll give you ten minutes to come downstairs, or I'll go talk to your dad." After saying that, Fu Beicheng tugged at his tie and left.
He didn't refute her, or was he too lazy to refute her?
Ten minutes later, Fang Yu went downstairs as she had said. Fu Beicheng put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Let's go."
Fang Yu followed with a bitter face. She was still too young to fight against Fu Beicheng, who could be shaken off by just stomping his feet. Besides, she was alone and had nothing.
As soon as she arrived at the company, Fang Yu sat down at her seat. Several assistants and secretaries came up to her and said, "Fang Yu, where have you been these days? We all thought you were fired." The person who spoke was Ji Qing's secretary, who was also quite familiar with her in the company.
"I think some people always dream of turning a sparrow into a phoenix, but they might fail one day." A sarcastic voice spoke from the side. It was also Fu Beicheng's assistant, named Zhao Xinlan.
The fact that Fang Yu and Fu Beicheng are husband and wife is unknown to anyone in the company. Some people are particularly jealous of Fang Yu because they can become Fu Beicheng's personal assistant and go in and out with him all the time.
I remember when I first came to the company, these secretaries and assistants isolated and excluded Fang Yu, but she was completely focused on Fu Beicheng at the time and didn't care much about others.
"Miss Zhao, are you talking about yourself?" Fang Yu said coldly.
Zhao Xinlan's expression darkened. She glanced at the people watching the show, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your temper has been getting worse and worse. Assistant Fang is getting even more arrogant now. Could it be that she really thinks of herself as the future president's wife and wants to teach me, a Fu's employee, a lesson?"
"If you have delusions, go get treatment. Stop yelling here."
Fang Yu picked up the empty cup on the table and said, "I'm going to make some coffee, don't block my way."
Zhao Xinlan bumped Fang Yu's shoulder hard as she passed by. "I'm waiting to see how some people are discarded like dirt."
Fang Yu walked straight into the tea room and took a cup of hot water without adding anything else.
When she returned to her seat, she found Zhang Sen waiting there.
"The president wants you to come over."
Fang Yu nodded and walked towards the office. She could feel a pair of eyes fixed on her.
"Bah! You're such a good pretender. You act pure and lovely on the outside, but you're a slut on the inside." She said this in a low voice, but Ji Qing, the secretary beside her, heard it.
This is typical envy, jealousy and hatred. Everyone knows that Fu Beicheng has a cold personality and is difficult to approach. There are countless people who want to seduce him with their beauty, but what Fu Beicheng hates most are people who are not serious in the workplace, and he also rejects any woman who has improper thoughts.
Fang Yu may be the only successful example among thousands of failures.
Ji Qing glanced at Zhao Xinlan, who was standing beside her with a resentful look on her face, lowered her head, and continued to do her own thing. There were some things she didn't even dare to think about.
Just as she turned her head, Zhao Xinlan's eyes flashed with calculation, and her gaze fell on Fang Yu's water cup.
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