Shen Muqing happily finished her bath and didn't notice that anyone had been in the room. Today was another day of extra income, and she was in a very good mood.
In the study not far from her room, Fu Jingchen sat at his desk, writing something rapidly. His back was straight, and he held a calligraphy brush in his hand. As he wrote, the ink from each stroke was so strong that it soaked the Xuan paper. No one knew what he was feeling at that moment.
At night, Shen Muqing, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of a door opening. She opened her eyes groggily and saw Fu Jingchen wearing a black silk nightgown.
His eyes were half-open, lifeless and unfocused. He walked into the room like a ghost, bypassed Shen Muqing, lifted the covers, and lay down on the other side.
"President Fu?"
Shen Muqing called out softly, then belatedly realized she shouldn't wake a sleepwalker. She fell silent, too tired to care. After seeing Fu Jingchen safely get into bed, she drifted off to sleep again.
Before falling asleep, her gaze fell upon a sexy black mole beneath Fu Jingchen's collarbone, rising and falling with his breath.
"I really want to touch it." That was her only thought before she fell asleep, but she eventually succumbed to sleepiness and drifted off completely.
Lying beside her, Fu Jingchen felt more and more that he should give Butler Zhao a bonus, after all, the excuse was too good.
He took a deep, satisfied breath, watching Shen Muqing's sleeping face as drowsiness gradually crept in.
For several days in a row, Shen Muqing spent her time in this pattern. For the first time, she realized that going to work was so enjoyable, and she loved going to work.
That day, Shen Muqing had just seen Fu Jingchen off to work when Fu Jingchen came downstairs and went straight to her.
"Sister-in-law, can you do me a favor?"
"?" Shen Muqing's eyes widened. "I'm not your sister-in-law, don't call me that."
She was just a nanny; the whole "sister-in-law" thing was too fantastical for her.
Looking at Shen Muqing's defiant attitude, Fu Jingchen thought to himself: It seems his brother isn't very good; he hasn't even won over his sister-in-law yet.
"Okay, then can I call you Mu Qing?"
"Just call me Xiao Shen."
"Xiao Shen, can you do me a favor?" Fu Jingchen stared sincerely into her eyes, giving her a bad feeling.
Shen Muqing felt uneasy under his gaze. "Second Young Master, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't look at me like that, it's scary."
Fu Jingchen leaned closer mysteriously, but was interrupted by her just as he was about to speak.
"What's that smell on you? It stinks!" Shen Muqing said, covering her nose in disgust. It was pungent, so fragrant it was almost intoxicating, so fragrant it was almost stinky.
"What did you say?" Fu Jingchen sniffed his own scent; it was a perfume he had carefully chosen. "Don't you have any taste? This is the hottest perfume that will make you lose money..."
Towards the end, he seemed to realize he had said too much and quickly shut up to skip the topic.
"Cut what?"
Shen Muqing doubted her ears; how could she hear men talking about it?
"It's nothing, let's get back to the point. There's a banquet tonight, and I need a female companion. Would you be my companion?"
"Isn't your fiancée Miss Jiang? Did you come here to harm me?"
"This is the best solution I've come up with after thinking it over. Please have pity on me and help me."
Fu Jingchen had a pair of captivating eyes that looked at everyone with deep affection. At this moment, his wet eyes were fixed on Shen Muqing, which made Shen Muqing feel a little reluctant.
"But I don't have a dress."
"This is no big deal, I'll take care of it for you." Seeing that Shen Muqing's attitude had softened, Fu Jingchen hurriedly said, "It's settled then, I'll have my team come and do your styling this afternoon."
"But I..."
"There aren't that many 'buts'."
"I mean I still have to bring lunch to your brother."
Fu Jingchen paused, realizing this was indeed a difficult situation. If his brother found out that he had taken his sister-in-law to be his companion, his life would be in danger.
"It's alright, let Butler Zhao deliver it." After thinking for a moment, Fu Jingchen decided to have Shen Muqing be his female companion.
"Butler Zhao."
Upon receiving the summons from the Second Young Master, Butler Zhao came immediately. "What is it, Second Young Master?"
"Go and deliver lunch to my brother today."
"Second Young Master..." Butler Zhao looked troubled. Previously, President Fu had lunch at the company. It was only after Xiao Shen arrived that Xiao Shen started bringing lunch. Bringing lunch was just an excuse; his real purpose was to see Xiao Shen. He dared not agree rashly.
"Hmm? You dare to refuse me?" Fu Jingchen narrowed his peach blossom eyes and threatened Butler Zhao. The next second, he threw himself on Butler Zhao. "Butler, I beg you, just this once, I beg you. You watched me grow up."
Besides Fu Jingchen, the person who took care of Fu Jingchen the most was Butler Zhao. His parents abandoned him a few years after he was born to travel all over the world. They could only see him during the Chinese New Year. At that time, he was two years old and Fu Jingchen was ten years old.
He is now 25 years old.
Butler Zhao smiled, saying that the second young master still liked to act spoiled, just like when he was a child. "Alright, alright, just this once. You can talk to President Fu yourself next time."
"good!"
Shen Muqing's lips twitched. No one had told him that the original male lead had two faces, and this seemed to be a completely different person from the one who had been stern with Jiang Wantang a few days ago.
"You can't tell my brother what I did with Xiao Shen, understand, housekeeper?"
"Second Young Master, I won't say anything if President Fu doesn't ask me, but if he does, I will definitely answer truthfully."
"Alright."
Fu Jingchen figured his brother was so busy with work that he wouldn't have time for such trivial matters; he could just send Shen Muqing back before Fu Jingchen returned. In his mind, Fu Jingchen was like a heartless work machine, always back by eight or nine o'clock every day.
What he didn't know was that ever since Shen Muqing arrived, Fu Jingchen had been leaving get off work on time every day, never staying at the company for even a moment longer.
Then it was Butler Zhao who delivered the food. Shen Muqing had nothing to do today, so she sat on the sofa and watched TV with Fu Jingchen.
To her surprise, Fu Jingchen was watching a melodramatic TV series, and he was enjoying it immensely. When the show got to the villainous female supporting character, he practically spat all over the TV screen.
At the Fu Group, Fu Jingchen was in a good mood processing documents. He glanced at his watch; there was still half an hour before Shen Muqing arrived. He called over his assistant, Fang.
"Go prepare some fruit, and then go buy milk tea and strawberry cake."
For a moment, Fu Jingchen couldn't think of anything, so he raised his hand to signal him to leave, but after a second, he said, "Wait, let's buy some more snacks that girls like to eat, never mind."
"Mr. Fu, do you still want to buy?"
"No need to buy snacks, buy the rest."
"good."
Fu Jingchen felt that eating too many snacks from outside was bad for his health, and that fruit was more nutritious.
Not long after, there was a knock on the office door. Fu Jingchen thought it was Shen Muqing and went to open the door himself, but he was greeted by Zhao, the housekeeper, who had a big smile on his face and wrinkles.
The smile on his lips vanished. "It's you?"
The housekeeper, Zhao, outside the door looked flattered. How could he be so worthy of President Fu personally opening the door for him? "President Fu, I've come to bring you your meal today."
Where is Qingqing?
Fu Jingchen's tone turned cold, and he reverted to his previous aloof and unapproachable demeanor.
"Xiao Shen couldn't come because of something, so I'm bringing you food."
"Just put it on the table." Fu Jingchen returned to his chair dejectedly. "Where did Qingqing go?"
"It was Second Young Master who asked Xiao Shen to be his date, that's why he didn't have time to bring you food."
Butler Zhao spoke cautiously. Having served these two brothers for over a decade, he knew all too well that Fu Jingchen was not in a good mood.
"Um."
"Then I'll head back, Mr. Fu."
"Um."
After Butler Zhao left, Fu Jingchen looked at the food on the table and instantly lost his appetite. He irritably pushed it aside, just then Assistant Fang pushed the door open and came in carrying bags full of them.
"Mr. Fu, the items have been purchased."
"Take it and get rid of it."
"Okay." Assistant Fang turned and left briskly without asking any further questions.
Fu Jingchen remained expressionless. This feeling of being out of control was unpleasant, and he disliked it.
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