Time seemed to stand still. Wen Liyu stared blankly at the rose in front of her eyes. The fiery red color was like a ball of flame.
As soon as she reached out to take it, she would be caught by the flames, starting from her fingers and spreading to her whole body little by little until her entire body was completely engulfed by the flames.
She lowered her eyes, and under Fu Wenting's nervous gaze, she leaned forward, stretched out her hand, and took the rose in her hand.
Wen Liyu felt like she was crazy, but she was in such a happy mood that she felt like she was floating in the air, feeling both happy and scared.
I was happy because of what my uncle said just now, but I was also afraid because of that.
Her uncle is different from her. He is a leader, a highly-regarded official who is on the rise.
One wrong step can lead to eternal damnation.
But now he stepped into the deep pool without hesitation. The man who was immune to all poisons and upright and selfless had a weakness.
Fu Wenting had already figured out Wen Liyu's fears and had begun making preparations secretly.
He has worked his way up from a small employee to where he is today. No matter what he does, he will think of solutions in advance to ensure that there will be no mistakes.
But he unexpectedly fell into trouble with his little niece.
In order to protect his little niece, he now thinks more and more deeply before doing anything.
We can't let anything happen to her.
"Xiaoyu."
Fu Wenting's voice brought back Wen Liyu's thoughts which were drifting further and further away.
She lowered her eyes and looked down, clenching the rose in her hand, "Uncle... Wenting."
"Yes." Fu Wenting's eyes softened. "Are you still willing to hold the door open for me?"
"……Keep."
Fu Wenting curled his lips and chuckled, then walked into the villa under her gaze.
Wen Liyu turned around and went back to her room when she couldn't see anyone else. She put the roses in the vase in the room.
She stared at the roses, her cheeks tinged with the color of the petals.
"Should I take another shower..." Wen Liyu muttered to herself with her back to the door.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. After opening the door, Fu Wenting walked straight into the room.
Wen Liyu was forced to take a few steps back by his powerful pressure, and subconsciously shouted, "Uncle..."
Fu Wenting locked the door, held her waist with his big hands, and carried her to the desk next to him, "Xiaoyu."
Wen Liyu sat on the desk, inserted her fingers into her uncle's hair, which was coated with hairspray, and scratched it. "Uncle, have you...have you eaten?"
"Yeah." Fu Wenting rested his head in the crook of her neck, narrowing his eyes slightly, like a lion at rest. "The housekeeper said Xiaoyu didn't eat much tonight?"
He tilted his face to the side and brushed his lips against her delicate neck, pressing gently with his lips and feeling the pulsation of the veins underneath.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Wen Liyu's breathing paused for a moment, and after recovering, she couldn't help but speed up her breathing. "I... I don't have an appetite to eat alone..."
She felt like a poor little animal being pinned down by a predator, about to have its aorta bitten through, and could only shiver continuously.
"Are you hungry?" Fu Wenting raised his arm that was originally resting on the table and placed it lightly above her lower abdomen.
The feeling of being about to fall but not being able to fall was the most disturbing and heart-wrenching. Wen Liyu trembled as she moved forward, letting his broad palm rest on her flat belly.
Wen Liyu seemed to have lost her breath. She slumped forward, leaning against Fu Wenting, and said in a delicate voice, "I'm not hungry."
"It's all your fault for scaring me in the car. I can't even eat..." Her words were full of intimate complaints and coquettishness, which made Fu Wenting's heart soften.
"I won't do that again." Fu Wenting learned the skill of admitting mistakes without any instruction.
Regardless of whether she was the one who teased him first or whose fault it was, he was the one who bowed his head and apologized first.
He hadn't felt this kind of feeling for a long time. Ever since his power grew, everyone began to respect him, and Fu Wenting rarely bowed his head on his own initiative.
But now he enjoys it.
Fu Wenting pulled her out of his arms, held her face, and said softly, "Xiaoyu, I..."
"Uncle, you stink."
“…”
Wen Liyu sneezed, frowning sullenly as she repeated, "It smells like alcohol and cigarettes. It stinks."
“…”
Fu Wenting, who was rejected by his sweetheart, went out in shame and returned to his room to take a shower.
-
Wen Liyu was ordered by her family to go home this weekend.
Fu Wenting had a dinner party at the weekend and couldn't accompany her back, so Wen Liyu had to go back alone.
"Oh, the busy man is willing to come back?"
"It's been a month since we last met. People who have a good relationship with their uncle are different, right?"
As soon as she entered the house, her sister Wen Liyan started talking with a smile, and kept spitting out soft knives from her mouth, trying to make Wen Liyu change her face.
"Sister." Wen Liyu's expression remained unchanged. She nodded to her and then ran to her eldest and second brothers. "Brother, look at what I bought for you."
"Let me see what it is!" Wen Yufei took the bag she brought with a smile and took out the contents directly. It was a brand new belt from a famous brand.
Big brother Wen Yuyang also had the same belt in his bag, but the style and color were slightly different.
"Wow!" Wen Yufei's eyebrows flew with joy, and he jumped a few times on the spot while holding Wen Liyu. "Thank you, little sister! I've wanted a new belt for a long time!"
"My little sister has become a good boy." Wen Yuyang also smiled and looked at the belt several times.
He put away his belt, took out his wallet from his pocket, and handed it to Wen Liyu. "You just started working, you should save your money and don't spend it carelessly."
"Oh, I have money." Wen Liyu returned the wallet to her brother, "Brother, keep it quickly. I have a job now and can't use your money."
"Nonsense." Wen Yuyang said coldly, "You can use my money anytime. I make money for my family."
"Yes, yes." Wen Yufei came back with a new belt and kept putting his hands on his hips to show it off.
"Tsk..." Wen Liyan curled her lips, rolled her eyes and went straight back to her room.
"Sister, I bought it for you too." Wen Liyu shouted hurriedly.
But the only response she got was a cold rejection and the sound of a door closing. "No need!"
Wen Liyu sighed on the surface, but was actually feeling thankful in her heart.
That’s great. She actually forgot that she had a sister who was not nice to her, so she didn’t buy a gift for her. It just saves her trouble.
When her parents came home from get off work, Wen Liyu also gave them the gifts.
Although my parents kept saying that I didn't need it, it was a waste of money, and I shouldn't buy it in the future, their smiling faces didn't lie.
The family had a fairly pleasant dinner together. At the table, Fu Mei asked, "Xiaoyu, isn't it time for you to come back home? It's so rude to always trouble your uncle."
"It's a good thing that your uncle arranged a job for you, but you can't get carried away by this relationship. You have to be down-to-earth and work hard." Wen Weiye said at the same time.
"But you really should move back. What's it like living at your uncle's house all the time?"
"I... I wanted to come back before, but there are still many things I don't understand at work and need to ask my uncle." Wen Liyu turned her little head and started to make excuses.
If she didn't come up with a good excuse, she would have to break up with Fu Wenting, with whom she had just confirmed her relationship.
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