Chapter 2 Marriage of Concern
The light from the wall lamp was a warm yellow, but Yu Jingchen showed no signs of warmth; he was as cold and aloof as a beautiful but heartless coffin.
However, the three-second glance from Yu Jingchen made Fu Yanle wonder: He was very handsome, extremely handsome, so much so that even Yu Jingchen looked at him for two extra seconds.
After all, big shots can only look at people for a second at most; their eyes are on the top of their heads, so it's very difficult for them to see people clearly.
Lu Minghe snapped out of his daze and hurriedly stepped forward, forcing himself to be brave. He was a wild and unruly fellow, usually able to act like a spoiled grandson even when facing his grandfather's iron rod, but now he was somewhat reserved and even obedient in front of Yu Jingchen.
"Mr. Yu, have you rested well? There are some recreational activities downstairs. If you're interested, you can go down and have some fun."
Fu Yanle subtly brushed past Lu Minghe, thinking to himself: If Yu Jingchen likes to gather in groups, why is he hiding in the lounge?
"Mr. Yu, it's been a long time. You must be very busy and probably don't remember me, but that's alright. Your stunning appearance is already deeply imprinted in my mind. Mr. Yu likes to drink tea, and it just so happens that the old man's tea room has some excellent Junshan Silver Needle tea. I've secretly brought some for you to try. I wonder if Mr. Yu would do me the honor?"
After Fu Yanle finished speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up at a honey-like angle, his smile concealing his teeth, appearing extremely obedient.
You unfilial grandson... No! Lu Minghe winked at Fu Yanle: Yu Jingchen likes to drink alcohol! You can even get the flattery wrong!
Yu Jingchen recalled the comment he had overheard from someone earlier: "Young Master Fu is as damn good-looking as he has a brain full of bubbles." He didn't comment on the first part, only agreeing with the second.
He calmly and directly stroked Fu Yanle's eyebrows and eyes with his gaze, peeping at the mist in those peach blossom eyes, brushing down from the high and handsome bridge of his nose, flowing over the two dimples filled with shallow water, and finally landing on his rosy and full lips—as if surveying his own territory.
This gaze was almost tangible, as if it were the audacious fingertip of Yu Jingchen.
Fu Yanle's face flushed, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He asked impatiently, "President Yu?"
Although he's good-looking, he could at least tone it down a bit. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was doing precise measurements before skinning someone, which is kind of scary.
Yu Jingchen withdrew his gaze, nodded, and said, "It's my honor."
Yay!
Fu Yanle put his hands behind his waist, made a gesture to Lu Minghe, and left with Yu Jingchen.
"What the hell?" Lu Minghe stood there scratching his head, pulling out three hairs before turning around and clapping his hands. "Didn't this kid used to say that Yu Jingchen was a man-eating tiger and that he would run away whenever he saw him? Why is he so eager to approach him today?"
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Fu Yanle was far more familiar with the Lu family than with the Fu family. He led Yu Jingchen through a shortcut into Old Master Lu's tea room and ordered someone to boil water.
The Lu family's butler arrived carrying a kettle, nodded politely to Yu Jingchen sitting opposite him, then turned and whispered in Fu Yanle's ear, "Making tea is fine, but don't make people! If you really can't resist, cover up the camera. The old man is too old to watch exciting scenes!"
Fu Yanle smiled and raised his fist.
The worried butler wisely slipped away, closing the door quietly at half speed, and finally saw Young Master Fu displaying an unusually dignified demeanor.
Yu Jingchen had seen many people brew tea, each graceful and serene, but tonight he wanted to take a closer look at Fu Yanle. Perhaps it was because of her slender, fair wrist, or her jade-like hands, so exquisitely beautiful.
Silence sprouted in the tea room, with only the soft sound of teaware being moved around.
About twenty minutes later, Fu Yanle presented the tea with both hands, saying, "Please enjoy this tea, Mr. Yu."
Yu Jingchen reached out and took the tea, thanked him, and watched as the tea buds unfurled, rising and sinking three times, finally becoming a unified whole amidst the green waves and spring buds. In the past, this process would have been enough to calm the mind, but now it had lost its calming and concentration-enhancing effect.
Yu Jingchen sipped his tea and nodded under Fu Yanle's expectant gaze, "The tea is good, the people are good, I like it very much."
Fu Yanle was somewhat pleased: Yu Jingchen wasn't as difficult to get along with as the rumors suggested! At least he had good taste, a high level of appreciation, and a sweet tongue!
"I'm glad you're happy, Mr. Yu. I've had some wine and can't drink with you. I'll treat you next time when you're free, Mr. Yu." Fu Yanle's hands, resting on his knees, were slightly curled.
He wanted to arrange a next time, but his tone was indifferent. Would Yu Jingchen misunderstand this as just polite formality?
Yu Jingchen put down his teacup, not responding to the invitation, but saying, "I heard that Su Fengyao and Young Master Fu are getting married soon? Everyone is very polite to Young Master Fu, and some people are even willing to take risks to cooperate with the Su family. Under these circumstances, a private meeting might cause misunderstandings, and I don't want to damage your relationship."
Fu Yanle suddenly realized that there was more than one cup of tea in the tea room.
But Yu Jingchen's expression was indifferent, as if it were just a casual remark... And what kind of tea ceremony did Yu Jingchen sell to him?
Fu Yanle kicked away the eerie and frightening illusion, and said with a righteous expression, "This is simply a meeting of eunuchs, utter nonsense!"
Yu Jingchen raised his eyelids, pretending to listen attentively.
Fu Yanle noticed that Yu Jingchen's fingers, which were caressing the teacup, paused, as if he was focusing all his attention on what Yu Jingchen was about to say.
So interested?
Fu Yanle thought to himself, "Don't judge a book by its cover. Even Yu Jingchen loves to gossip." But he lied and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you, President Yu, that I suspect this scoundrel is up to no good. So I'm playing along and seeing what tricks he's up to."
Yu Jingchen's fingers twitched on the teacup, as if he believed it. "Since Young Master Fu is single, I'd like to discuss a collaboration with you."
Fu Yanle was planning how to build a relationship with Yu Jingchen when he heard this. He was secretly pleased, but pretended to be reserved and said, "President Yu, please speak."
Could it be that Yu Jingchen has recognized his talent for business and wants to make money with him? No wonder he's a top-tier CEO; he has an extraordinary vision!
"What does Young Master Fu think of me?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Does that even need to be said? I thought my admiration for President Yu was written all over my face." Fu Yanle waved his arm. "The moment I saw President Yu, it was as if Cupid's arrow had pierced my heart. But instead of dying, I sat up in shock from my deathbed and shouted, 'What a wonderful surprise!'"
He calmly withdrew his cramped arm, maintaining control of the rhythm.
"As the white clouds surged around me, I stood up, touched my heart, and realized that President Yu had been locked deep in my heart. From then on, with every heartbeat, I thought of President Yu."
Yu Jingchen took a sip of tea and, under Fu Yanle's scorching gaze, chose to speak frankly, "Speak like a human being."
"President Yu is handsome, talented, and wealthy. He wears the halo of being the head of the Yu family and the powerful figure in the Zongchen Group, holds the golden trophies of high academic qualifications and an impressive resume, and stands on the feet of us ordinary people who admire you—"
Fu Yanle took a deep breath, and with utmost solemnity, slightly turned his hand and pointed at Yu Jingchen.
"In my opinion, President Yu is like a magnolia in the courtyard, profound and steadfast, a role model for us all, making us feel ashamed!"
This flattery is louder than the thunderbolts that countless scumbags summon when they make vows on Valentine's Day!
Yu Jingchen was silent for a moment. "Admiration?" he asked again. "You, admire me?"
At this moment, Fu Yanle realized that his word choice still needed improvement, but he did not correct himself and sincerely said, "Yes!"
"That's perfect." Yu Jingchen didn't seem happy to be admired, and said calmly, "I'm sure Young Master Fu still remembers my mother."
Fu Yanle certainly remembered that his mother and Madam Yu were old acquaintances before his death. Madam Yu had taken good care of him because of this relationship, which was why he dared to take the initiative to seduce Yu Jingchen.
But... Fu Yanle secretly glanced at Yu Jingchen.
In his past life, he was somehow deceived by Su Fengyao and believed her words wholeheartedly. He avoided Yu Jingchen, who already had a notorious reputation, and later became completely indifferent to Madam Yu.
Looking back now, it's clear that either his intelligence was forcibly lowered, or his brain was forcibly removed.
Fu Yanle composed himself and said, "Of course I remember. Mrs. Yu and Mr. Yu are currently living abroad, so I don't want to bother them. I'll shamelessly visit them during the New Year."
“No need to be shameless, it can be done legitimately.” Seeing Fu Yanle looking over with a blank expression, Yu Jingchen slowly applied pressure to the teacup with his fingertips. “My mother hopes I will settle down soon. Young Master Fu, would you be willing to cooperate with me?”
"Huh?" Fu Yanle rubbed his buttocks back a little. "Although I have a restless and flirtatious face, I have a clean and pure heart. I am not a casual person."
“If it were you, Mother would be satisfied. Besides, even though it’s a marriage of convenience, I’ll still be mindful of what I eat.” Yu Jingchen paused. “I’m not a casual person.”
Fu Yanle was instantly pleased. "How long is the agreement period?"
“Two years,” Yu Jingchen said. “Since Young Master Fu has ulterior motives towards me, then this cooperation is mutually beneficial.”
Suddenly exposed, Fu Yanle coughed twice and whispered, "It's just a marriage of convenience, what about the obligations between husband and wife?"
Shouldn't I be able to cover the bed/sleeve?
Yu Jingchen is known for not being lecherous. No matter what tricks the various demons use, they can't touch a single hair on his head. He also seems aloof and ascetic, so he probably doesn't have a strong physical need.
Even if it exists, then activate the hardworking and great five-fingered girl.
If that's not enough, then let the ten fingers take turns attacking!
Yu Jingchen pressed down on his cup. "It's just a marriage of convenience."
Fu Yanle was too calculating and didn't realize that Yu Jingchen's answer was only half-finished. He excitedly made the decision.
"good!"
Fu Yanle's original intention was to befriend Yu Jingchen, which would give Lin Qingtong the illusion that "I am very close to your white moonlight" and also allow her to seek help from the Yu family if needed in the future.
But to my utter surprise, a windfall came from the sky!
Fu Yanle happily munched on his flatbread, watching as Yu Jingchen finally loosened his grip and put down the teacup. His fingertips were slightly white, a reaction that only occurs in the instant after applying force and then releasing it.
Could Yu Jingchen also be one of those "constantly pressured to get married"? But he vaguely remembered that Madam Yu was very open-minded.
Yu Jingchen stood up, and Fu Yanle didn't think about it anymore. He casually said, "It's still raining. Mr. Yu, please be careful when you go out."
Yu Jingchen took the coat from the side and handed it to him, saying, "I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"Where to?" Fu Yanle stared absently at the hand on the dark suit.
Yu Jingchen's hands were beautiful and strong. The blue veins on the back of his hands looked incredibly sexy against his pale skin. Was this the legendary top hand who could grab a bottom's slender waist and lift and lower him repeatedly without limit?
Seeing that Fu Yanle was staring blankly at his hands, Yu Jingchen simply unfolded his coat and draped it over him, saying, "Civil Affairs Bureau."
As Fu Yanle got closer, he could smell the lingering aroma of tea emanating from Yu Jingchen.
He really was a man who exuded the aroma of tea.
Fu Yanle quickly reached out and pulled his coat up, but the moment he opened the tea room door, he was bumped into by the butler who rushed over.
"!"
With its height of 175 cm and weight of 140 kg, the butler, aided by the impact, knocked Fu Yanle backward.
Fu Yanle, with his original weight of 180.1 cm and 120 kg, and with the help of the butler, crashed into Yu Jingchen, who was estimated to be 190 cm tall.
"!!"
Yu Jingchen reached out and put his arm around Fu Yanle, saving the two dominoes without swaying at all.
The next second, his right hand, which was pressed on Fu Yanle's stomach, moved slightly, and his index finger curled up—sharply poking the butler away.
The butler clutched his sore stomach and backed away, looking at the offended Yu Jingchen in horror. After confirming that the other party was not angry, he became even more terrified—why are you blushing like a teapot?!
Under the butler's watchful gaze, Fu Yanle slowly shuffled to his feet, met Yu Jingchen's dark, deep eyes for a few seconds, then shyly withdrew his head and said weakly, "I'm sorry, beauties always fall over at the slightest touch."
"It's okay." Yu Jingchen looked at the few tufts of trembling hair on Fu Yanle's head and thought that the curly hair and bright eyes made Fu Yanle look like a beautiful puppy.
Very pleasing.
Fu Yanle quickly regained his composure, his thin skin concealing a thick core. He glared at the butler, "Disgraceful in front of our distinguished guests!"
The butler coughed, bowed respectfully to Yu Jingchen in apology, and then stepped forward to whisper in Fu Yanle's ear.
Rain was still dripping in the courtyard. Fu Yanle shivered at the butler's bubbly voice and couldn't help but poke him, "Speak louder and make yourself clear!"
"Young Master, you've been cuckolded!" the butler said respectfully and with pity. "That brat Su Fengyao and Lin Qingtong were naked and having a heart-to-heart talk in the last lounge on the second floor when the young master caught them red-handed—look!"
The housekeeper held up the evidence: a small umbrella that had been torn in half and a bottle of portable lubricant.
Yu Jingchen glanced at Fu Yanle, his hand resting on his lap slightly curled.
"Carrying auxiliary equipment with him, as expected of him." Fu Yanle maintained the composure of a seasoned villain. "Did he record it?"
"Huh?" The butler thought for a moment, "I don't think so!"
"Has Lu Minghe lost his mind? Catching someone cheating without a camera!" Fu Yanle was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and slammed one arm against a hard "wall". He suddenly turned around and realized that there wasn't even a piece of Lanzhou beef ramen between him and Yu Jingchen.
They were still close together.
Fu Yanle silently lowered his hands and pulled both arms back in front of him at the same time. He suddenly remembered the rumor that Yu Jingchen had broken so-and-so's arm.
Seeing this, Yu Jingchen reached out and pressed the tuft of hair down, without saying anything.
The butler, who had been struggling to breathe, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and explained, "Young Master was worried that if word got out, you would be in a difficult position, so he had the side staircase on the second floor closed."
Although Fu Shao and Su Fengyao are not officially together yet, their relationship is widely accepted in the industry, and Su Fengyao has gained considerable benefits from being Fu Shao's "almost boyfriend".
If this gets out, Young Master Fu will be seen as a complete victim of injustice.
Fu Yanle rolled his eyes. "It wasn't me who messed things up."
He had considered letting everyone present witness the couple's passionate interaction, but he was afraid the old man would be uncomfortable with it, so he compromised and let Lu Minghe catch them in the act, keeping the footage for later use.
But he overestimated Lu Minghe; this guy with such low IQ didn't even have the common sense of "recording video when catching someone in the act"!
"Let's go take a look." Fu Yanle took a step, then turned to Yu Jingchen and extended a sincere invitation, "Brother Chen, may I hire you to accompany me?"
If Lin Qingtong were to see Yu Jingchen right now, she would probably feel quite bitter!
"A sincere offer?" Yu Jingchen asked. "And the compensation?"
Was that "Brother Chen" just for nothing? What a shrewd businessman!
Fu Yanle said shyly, "You bring it up."
"I have a new jar of tea at home, and I'd like to drink some more tea," Yu Jingchen said, stopping short of commenting.
Fu Yanle was very responsive and readily agreed.
"I'm selling my first night to you, complete with a soak, drinks, and a place to sit—a one-stop service, guaranteed to satisfy you!"
Author's Note:
Blushing Yu: Can you accompany me...?
Fu, the straightforward one: I need to pay more!
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