Fu Wenzhou was on the phone with Shen Guannan at the time.
After the other party called to find out he was alright, they breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're alright, but why didn't you come back with Xu Zezhan and the others?"
Fu Wenzhou let out a soft hum from the tip of his nose: "Youyou said she would wait until my injuries heal before going back. She even abandoned the Song family for my sake, which shows that I am number one in her heart."
He got more and more excited as he talked: "She made me quit smoking and drinking, stipulated that I had to go to bed before 10 p.m., and wouldn't let me go to bars in Y country with Xu Zezhan. If I went out for a short while, she would call to check up on me. If I didn't come back to the hotel, she would scold me. Yesterday, just because Gu Bai let slip that I had invested in several hobby projects over the years and all of them had lost money, she confiscated my bank card! She said I was a spendthrift and that all the money in the house would be under her control from now on."
Shen Guannan was stunned and quite indignant: "She won't give you all the money that the Fu family earns, will she?"
No, not at all.
Before Shen Guannan could even catch his breath, he heard him say, "She said she'd open a financial management company, and all the money we earn will go into the company and be managed by a specialist to make money from money."
Shen Guannan: "...Then what do you have left?"
"Oh," Fu Wenzhou said casually, "She said she'd give me 100,000 yuan in pocket money every month."
"One hundred thousand?" Shen Guannan jumped up, his voice agitated, mostly expressing his indignation on behalf of his brother: "Are you kidding me? What can one hundred thousand do? You usually spend at least a million on a drinking session. Is one hundred thousand even enough to fill a tooth gap? She's exploiting you!"
Fu Wenzhou's face darkened, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Shen Guannan, aren't you missing the point?"
"What point did I miss?" Shen Guannan said indignantly. "Am I wrong?"
Fu Wenzhou, unable to contain himself any longer, said: "What I'm trying to say is that my Youyou loves me to the point of obsession!"
Shen Guannan said incredulously, "She manages you like this, and you think this is love?"
Fu Wenzhou sneered: "A woman will only care about you if she loves you. You wouldn't understand even if I told a single dog like you."
Shen Guannan: "..."
So, he actually enjoyed it?
He chuckled twice. "Yes, I don't understand, but I'm really not interested in dating right now. So could you ask your wife to tell my mom to stop arranging blind dates for me?"
Fu Wenzhou didn't really know much about blind dates, and said casually, "You can tell her yourself."
Shen Guannan: "I've lost both my wife and my money. I promise I'll never mess with Song Qingyou again. For the sake of our brotherhood, say a few nice words to her and make sure my mom doesn't bother me anymore."
Fu Wenzhou scoffed, "Do you know that what happened last time almost caused me and Youyou to break up? You brought this on yourself."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without any hesitation.
Fu Wenzhou sat on the bed, sulking. Less than two minutes later, he called Liang Muchuan again and repeated what he had just said to Shen Guannan.
Finally, she made a special summary: "Sigh, there's nothing I can do, Youyou loves me too much. This love is a bit heavy, but it's not unbearable."
Liang Muchuan listened expressionlessly, inwardly cursing her as an inconspicuous person: "Yes, if she didn't love you, she wouldn't care about you at all. She only asked you to hand over your property because she considers you family. Congratulations, you got what you wanted."
Fu Wenzhou heard what he wanted to hear and felt relieved. He then got down to business: "Is your uncle's matter resolved?"
“Hmm.” Liang Muchuan’s voice was a little low: “He went to the mountains to do volunteer teaching. He said that he had been trying his best to climb up the social ladder for so many years, but in the end, it was all for nothing. He might as well do something meaningful.”
Fu Wenzhou said, "That's good. Your uncle is an open-minded person."
Liang Muchuan: "When are you going back to China?"
Fu Wenzhou couldn't help but gloat again: "About a month. Youyou said she'd come back after I've recovered. Sigh, actually I can fly and walk around now, but Youyou is worried and insists I rest here until I'm fully recovered before leaving. I'm quite helpless about it."
Liang Muchuan: "..."
That's enough!
He took a deep breath and said with a forced smile, "Is there anything else? Can I hang up now?"
Fu Wenzhou smiled and said, "How about I introduce you to a girlfriend? How about Ruan Yinyin?"
This idea was a last-minute spur of the moment, thanks to Shen Guannan's suggestion of a blind date.
Liang Muchuan's eyelids twitched violently. "Fu Wenzhou, I admit that I did have feelings for Song Qingyou. As your brother, I'm sorry. But I don't have any intention of pursuing her now, and I never intended to before. I can't control my feelings. I'm sorry to you, but you don't have to introduce that tigress Ruan Yinyin to me just to get revenge on me, do you?"
Fu Wenzhou clicked his tongue: "Just kidding, why are you so excited?"
Liang Muchuan chuckled twice: "Thank you."
There was a noise at the door, and Fu Wenzhou immediately looked over: "Youyou is here, hang up."
Liang Muchuan, who was holding his phone, took several deep breaths before he could suppress the urge to fly to Y country and beat the person up.
Song Qingyou closed the door, holding scissors in her hand, and asked in a low, soft voice, "Who are you talking to on the phone?"
Fu Wenzhou: "A bastard with ulterior motives."
“Liang Muchuan?” Song Qingyou raised an eyebrow slightly.
How did you know?
Song Qingyou beckoned to him: "Come sit over here."
Fu Wenzhou shifted a couple of times and sat down in the spot Song Qingyou had designated.
Song Qingyou gestured a few times in front of his forehead, "You let me get in the car before, but then you punched him, didn't you? Wasn't that because of me?"
Fu Wenzhou's eyes widened suddenly: "You know?"
Song Qingyou chuckled and said, "Does it seem strange that I know?"
An alarm bell rang in Fu Wenzhou's mind, his nerves tensed, and he felt wronged, pitiful, and gritted his teeth: "He confessed to you? I knew he had no good intentions! No wonder he refused when I was about to introduce him to someone. So he hasn't given up yet, has he?"
“He didn’t confess to me.” Song Qingyou glanced at him and couldn’t help but pinch his puffed-up cheek. “Fu Wenzhou, not everyone’s affection is as blatant as yours, as if you want the other person to know you love her every moment.”
Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly: "It's different."
"What's different?" Song Qingyou called to him, "Close your eyes."
Fu Wenzhou closed his eyes, his cold, pale fingers restlessly kneading Song Qingyou's waist: "I love you and will only love you. I will die without you, Youyou. I am saving myself."
He said this calmly, without any change in his expression, as if it were something completely ordinary to him.
Song Qingyou felt as if a tsunami had struck, unleashing towering waves in her heart.
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