"come over."
His tone was commanding and brooked no refusal. As if bewitched, Shen Muqing's legs moved uncontrollably towards him.
Fu Jingchen's smile deepened, as if praising what an obedient and well-behaved child he was.
Although the tableware was brought from home, Fu Jingchen still took out a wet wipe and slowly wiped it clean before stuffing it into Shen Muqing's hand, his tone forceful.
"Eat."
Shen Muqing felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. The person who brought the food hadn't even eaten yet, but she had already started eating.
"Mr. Fu, this is food I brought for you. I'll eat it when I get back."
She refused politely, but Fu Jingchen disliked the girl's aloof attitude. He looked up and met her eyes.
Are you afraid of me?
"No, no, no, I'm not afraid."
Shen Muqing quickly shook his head, saying one thing but meaning another; he said he wasn't afraid, but his actions betrayed his true feelings.
Fu Jingchen sighed. Was he still too impatient?
He got up, walked to his office chair, sat down, and picked up the documents again. "Let's eat."
Since things had come to this point, it would be ungrateful for Shen Muqing to refuse again. So she didn't stand on ceremony and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
Hmm? Hmm! Aunt Tian's cooking is so delicious! Chen Muqing exclaimed in surprise as soon as he took a bite, and quickly put the second and third bites into his mouth.
Perhaps the food was too delicious, because Shen Muqing completely forgot that there were other people around. She ate by herself, nodding and swaying her head, thoroughly enjoying her meal.
Fu Jingchen, sitting at his desk, smiled indulgently at Shen Muqing's expression. He was pleased with himself, shook his head, and continued reading the documents.
After finishing her meal, Shen Muqing belatedly realized that there was only one set of tableware. If she ate, what would Fu Jingchen eat next?
Fu Jingchen was at his desk, but his attention was entirely on Shen Muqing. When he heard no more movement on the sofa, he looked up and saw that Shen Muqing had finished eating and drinking.
"Are you full?"
Shen Muqing patted her bulging belly and nodded vigorously, "I'm full!"
Fu Jingchen put down his pen, lifted his long legs and walked over, making a move that Shen Muqing did not expect.
He picked up the chopsticks that Shen Muqing had used as a habit and ate the leftovers without any disgust.
"President Fu?" Shen Muqing looked surprised. What was going on?
Fu Jingchen finished his first bite before speaking: "We can't waste food."
Shen Muqing's face flushed slightly. She really didn't expect Fu Jingchen to do this. Looking at the food that she had eaten so badly, she couldn't bring herself to eat it, but Fu Jingchen ate it calmly.
Fu Jingchen picked up the smallest dish, which seemed to suit Shen Muqing's taste. He savored it and said, "This dish is good."
"President Fu, you also think it's delicious?" Shen Muqing looked at him in surprise. His eating movements were just like everyone else's, which was pleasing to the eye.
"Mmm, delicious."
Because of those words, Shen Muqing felt that the distance between her and Fu Jingchen had narrowed considerably, and her discomfort had lessened, unlike the panic and helplessness she had felt just moments before.
Shen Muqing sat to the side watching him finish eating. Just as she was about to get up to clean up, Fu Jingchen stopped her, "No need, just leave it there."
"It's nothing, Mr. Fu. It's just a small matter. I'll go back as soon as I'm done cleaning up."
Fu Jingchen lowered his eyes, his enviable eyelashes obscuring them and making it impossible to see his expression.
"Aren't you sleepy? Do you want to go to sleep?"
Speaking of being sleepy, Shen Muqing was indeed a little sleepy after eating. She yawned with her mouth open, but said, "President Fu, I'm not sleepy."
"Come with me."
Fu Jingchen led her into the lounge, saying, "Go to sleep if you're tired."
Hearing his soothing voice, Shen Muqing felt even more drowsy. Before she could answer, Fu Jingchen closed the door and left.
Only Shen Muqing was left in the room. The layout of the room was the same as that of the one in the Fu family. He really is a devoted person.
Without being disturbed by anyone else, Shen Muqing stopped pretending and comfortably lay down on the bed to sleep. He didn't care about anything else; he just wanted to sleep and enjoy himself first.
Outside the lounge, Fu Jingchen was tidying up the dishes. Shen Muqing didn't eat much; Fu Jingchen finished the rest.
Assistant Fang pushed open the door and came in. "What are your instructions, Mr. Fu?"
"Take these out to wash and then bring them back in."
"yes."
In an instant, only Fu Jingchen remained in the room. He was visibly in a good mood, sitting at his desk continuing his work before dinner.
An hour later, Fu Jingchen took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and walked into the lounge.
The curtains in the lounge were drawn, making the room dimly lit. There was only a small bump on the bed. Fu Jingchen walked to the bedside and thoughtfully pulled the blanket up for Shen Muqing.
He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers gently tracing the face of the sleeping girl, his eyes filled with adoration and contentment. This was his girl.
She watched quietly for a long time before getting up and leaving. She came and went so quietly that Shen Muqing, who was asleep, did not notice anything amiss.
After Shen Muqing had a good sleep, she pushed open the door and walked into the office, where she saw Fu Jingchen standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands on his hips, talking on the phone with someone.
His voice wasn't loud; it sounded like he was deliberately speaking softly so as not to wake Shen Muqing.
Hearing the door open, he turned around and saw Shen Muqing's adorable expression. A barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. While talking on the phone, he took a cup to get water and handed it to Shen Muqing.
Shen Muqing took the water and gestured for her to drink it. Shen Muqing obediently drank the water.
Now, only one image remained in Shen Muqing's mind: the man standing in front of the French windows making a phone call had such a sexy back view, and such a perky butt.
Fu Jingchen quickly hung up the phone and asked Shen Muqing, "Did you sleep well?"
"good."
"Wait for me a moment, I still have some things to take care of. Let's go home together later."
"good."
Shen Muqing didn't hear what he was saying at all. She was in a daze all day, and everything was arranged for her. This was not the nanny life she had imagined. Was the money earned too easily?
She nestled on the sofa, and Fu Jingchen, worried she might be bored, gave her a tablet and also had his assistant, Fang, bring over some fruit.
The scene was strangely harmonious. When Assistant Fang went out, he glanced at Shen Muqing several times, finding it quite odd.
With Shen Muqing waiting by his side, Fu Jingchen sped up his work, compressing what usually took two hours into just one.
Finally finished, Fu Jingchen got up and picked up his coat hanging on the chair. "Qingqing, let's go home."
Still engrossed in the TV series, Shen Muqing randomly pressed buttons on the tablet, saying, "Okay."
She didn't notice the change in how Fu Jingchen addressed her, and continued tidying her clothes.
"If you haven't finished watching, come back tomorrow." He put away the tablet for Shen Muqing and reached out to hold her hand, but Shen Muqing dodged him.
Fu Jingchen, who wasn't holding hands, wasn't angry. "Let's go."
"good."
Shen Muqing followed behind him blankly.
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