"Baili Xiyao," Fu Yuan lowered his eyes and murmured softly, then returned his gaze to the text message.
Don't let this chance to start over go to waste...
Could it be... Baili Xiyao too?
Seeing that Fu Yuan's face was becoming more and more gloomy, Xin Yue stepped forward and slapped Fu Yuan on the shoulder, but Fu Yuan instinctively threw her over his shoulder, and she landed on her back with a bang.
"..." Fu Yuan looked at Xin Yue, who was grimacing in pain. His hand trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips tightly. "Don't pat my shoulder suddenly in the future."
"Hey, could you please help me up first before saying such things?" That just now made Xin Yue dream back to the time when she was accidentally thrown over the shoulder by Xiao Mozhao. However, it was obvious that Fu Yuan's strength was much weaker than Xiao Mozhao's.
That person...
With one shoulder throw, I went straight from "Beauty Yuan" to "That Guy"?
Are all women so fickle?
Fu Yuan silently helped Xin Yue get up and sit down on the sofa, his mind in turmoil.
After Xin Yue recovered from the pain, she finally had time to look Fu Yuan in the face. However, her expression was indescribable. "Miss Yuan, what you said before was not rigorous."
"What"
Fu Yuan was distracted for a moment by the word "come back". When he came back to his senses and heard Xin Yue's words, he didn't react for a while.
"You said you don't hit women, but your shoulder throw did hit me, a woman, so you have to say in the future 'I don't hit women on my own initiative, but my shoulder throw will', hahahahahahahaha"
Fu Yuan still didn't know what kind of person Xin Yue was, but Xin Yue's heartless joking at this time made Fu Yuan realize that she must have a big heart.
"I'll take you to the hospital," Fu Yuan said calmly, seeing Xin Yue pressing her back unconsciously with one hand. He mustered up his remaining composure.
"No need, with your strength, I can remain unscathed even if you hit me a few more times."
Xin Yue waved her hands, not caring at all. Although there was still a little pain in her back, it was far less than the pain she had felt when Xiao Mozhao kissed her before. "You don't have to feel sorry. This is all retribution for me kissing you without your consent."
"This fall is no joke. If you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to check your back. If there's anything wrong, you still have to go to the hospital," Fu Yuan insisted. After all, Xin Yue's hand had never left his back.
"Okay," Xin Yue said, "In her life, except for the fact that she must catch up with Fu Yuan, she took everything else lightly. So since Fu Yuan insisted, she didn't want to say anything more. Anyway, it was just for peace of mind, so it wasn't a big problem.
Seeing that Xin Yue agreed, Fu Yuan called Aunt Zhang and asked her to take Xin Yue to the guest room for inspection.
In the guest room.
Aunt Zhang looked at Xin Yue with satisfaction.
Xin Yue felt uneasy when she was stared at. She touched her face and asked, "Aunt Zhang, is there something on my face?"
"No, no, Aunt Zhang, I'm just relieved that our young master has finally come to his senses. Miss Xin, you are the first girl our young master has brought home."
OMG! What kind of formulaic rhetoric is this, exactly? How did it happen to me?
Xin Yue felt a chill and couldn't help shaking.
"Miss Xin, are you feeling cold?"
"No, no, Aunt Zhang, please help me check my back first, so that Yuanmei, cough, your young master can rest assured."
"good"
After the examination, Aunt Zhang, with a smile on her face, got into the car arranged by Fu Yuan and was taken back to the hotel.
It was not until she returned to the hotel and lay on the bed that Xin Yue realized belatedly that if she wanted to conquer Fu Yuan, she might be able to ask Aunt Zhang for help. After all, judging from the sentence structure of what Aunt Zhang said, the routine of the domineering president novel should be reflected in Aunt Zhang, which means that Aunt Zhang would be her great assist!
The divine assist in Xin Yue's heart was chattering in front of Fu Yuan at this moment.
"Young Master, I think Miss Xin is really good. In my opinion, you should just give in."
"...", Fu Yuan's mouth twitched, "Aunt Zhang, please read less messy books."
"Young Master, I haven't read any random books. Recently, I've been reading about the love story of that President Yao from the Imperial Capital who just came here and her delicate and delicate husband. Don't tell me, it's really sweet."
As if remembering the progress of catching up, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but smile, "Young Master, I really think you and Miss Xin are a good match. Look, in terms of family background, you are handsome and rich, and Miss Xin is beautiful and has a lot of money; in terms of personality, you are cold and fussy, and Miss Xin is carefree and unconcerned about trivial matters; in terms of hobbies, you have loved going to concerts since you were a child, and Miss Xin happens to be an internationally renowned cellist. You two, from head to toe, from inside to outside, are a ridiculous match."
"...", Fu Yuan pinched his brows, "Aunt Zhang, I know what's going on"
There are so many farts!
Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes inwardly, but said earnestly, "Young Master, since you know what's going on, then please pay more attention to Miss Xin. I just saw Miss Xin's back, and it's covered in bruises. Only Miss Xin can tolerate this. If it were another girl, she would have blackmailed you long ago."
Xin Yue, whose back was white without a single bruise, was planning how to convince Aunt Zhang to help her pursue Fu Yuan. She never expected that before she even opened her mouth, the person she had in mind for assistance had already started to assist her automatically.
"Is there a bruise on your back?"
"Yes, it looks scary, but Miss Xin was afraid that you would blame yourself, so she wouldn't let me tell you." As she said that, Aunt Zhang stole a glance at Fu Yuan's expression and pretended to be distressed, thinking to herself: I just don't believe I can't be a matchmaker!
Unfortunately, Fu Yuan only frowned after hearing this, and had no intention of going out to see Xin Yue. This worried Aunt Zhang, "Young Master, don't you want to go and see her?"
"Didn't you say she was worried that I would blame myself? If I go now, won't I tell her that you didn't keep your promise and told me about her injury?"
"...", outrageous! Where did I go wrong? Or is there something wrong with this young master's brain? Is now the time to think about this?
Aunt Zhang looked at Fu Yuan speechlessly, "Young Master, why don't you learn from Master Yao how to win the beauty?"
"?"
"With your stubborn and straightforward personality, if the Fu family only had you as their son, I'm afraid they would..." Aunt Zhang felt that the last word was unlucky, so she stopped talking and didn't say it out loud.
This time, Fu Yuan did not respond to Aunt Zhang, but stood up and walked out the door.
"Hey, young master, it's already dinner time, where are you going?"
"Go find Miss Xin, the beautiful, wealthy, carefree, and cellist you mentioned." Fu Yuan didn't look back or stop, but his helpless words were clearly heard by Aunt Zhang through the air.
The moment Aunt Zhang heard it clearly, she felt like her presbyopia had healed. She exclaimed loudly towards Fu Yuan's back, "You are such a teachable young man! Young Master!"
Fu Yuan didn't stop, but a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
