Chapter 78 Is he a simple brother or a loving brother?
Although Uncle Wang and Aunt Liu had received Lu Shiyan's message and were mentally prepared, when they pushed the door open and saw Fu Ci's familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face sitting behind the desk, their eyes still reddened.
Uncle Wang was so excited that his voice trembled a little. "Master, we've brought lunch to you, Mr. Fu, and Mr. Huo."
Aunt Liu placed the food in the thermal box on the coffee table for guests. She looked at Fu Ci with a smile on her face and said excitedly, "Second...Mr. Fu, you can try my cooking. If it tastes good, we will send it to you and the eldest young master every day in the future."
Lu Shiyan placed the bowl of cordyceps and chicken soup on the seat next to him and greeted him, "Aunt Liu's cordyceps and chicken soup is delicious. You will definitely like it."
In Fu Ci's memory, apart from his brother Lu Shiyan, all other people and things were either forgotten or in chaos. However, the two uncles and aunts in front of him had red eyes with excitement, and they wanted to get close to him but were timid, which told him everything.
This was someone who used to be very close to him and treated him very well.
Fu Ci loosened his tie with his slender fingers, and the custom-made tie clip in the shape of the Fu family emblem sparkled exceptionally brightly in the sunlight.
His eyes were dark and gloomy, and he curled his lips coldly at Aunt Liu and Uncle Wang who were full of expectation. "Mr. Lu, if you like to have lunch in the office, that's your business."
"But what I want to say is that this is not your office alone. I don't like it. And the smell of this Cordyceps flower is weird." As he stood up and walked out, he raised his hand to fan, as if he wanted to drive away the smell in his nose.
Aunt Liu's face turned pale. Although the eldest young master said that the second young master had lost his memory and could not remember them, they still found it difficult to accept when they saw the once well-behaved and obedient second young master become so cold and indifferent.
Lu Shiyan's expression darkened as he strode over with the soup bowl in hand. He grabbed Fu Ci's arm and said, "This is the soup Aunt Liu painstakingly stewed for two or three hours. It uses the best ingredients."
"She and Uncle Wang are unfamiliar with the place, but they came all the way here to deliver it. Just drink a little."
Fu Ci said impatiently, "No!"
"Did I ask them to come all the way here to bring me this soup that has been simmering for hours?"
"It's you, Mr. Lu."
"Who else stipulates that I must accept your self-righteous arrangement?"
"Did Mr. Lu forget?"
"I'm the eldest son of the Fu family, not some random person. Mr. Lu, please keep this little favor for yourself."
The smile on Lu Shiyan's face faded, and he felt that Fu Ci's ruthless words were like fine silver needles, piercing his limbs and causing him to feel pain all over.
He raised his eyes to look at Fu Ci, his eyes gradually darkening. "I'm not trying to please you, nor am I trying to impress myself. I just want you to drink some of Aunt Liu's soup."
Maybe I will remember him now. Lu Shiyan handed the bowl of soup to Fu Ci's lips.
Fu Ci is tall and straight, how could Lu Shiyan possibly hold him back?
He turned around and tried to leave, but his shoulder accidentally knocked over the soup bowl, and most of the rich and fragrant soup spilled onto his lapel, scalding him so much that he let out a hiss.
The soup was in an insulated box. Uncle Wang knew he was going to see Fu Ci, so he drove very fast, so the soup was still very hot.
"sorry!"
Lu Shiyan quickly put down the soup bowl and helped Fu Ci take off his soaked suit jacket and tie, pulling at his soaked white shirt to prevent the hot soup from burning his skin underneath.
Then he pulled Fu Ci to the sink in the lounge, poured cold water over his shirt, and asked anxiously, "Ah Ci, is it still hot?"
"Take off your shirt quickly." As he said that, he tried to pull off Fu Ci's shirt.
Fu Ci seemed to have thought of something and immediately held Lu Shiyan's hand. His pupils were filled with coldness. "Mr. Lu, I can do it myself. You can go out."
Lu Shiyan's jade-like fingertips were still tugging at Fu Ci's soaked shirt, stubbornly unwilling to let go. His deep eyes were filled with seriousness as he looked at him closely. "I accidentally burned Mr. Fu."
"I would feel guilty if I couldn't see you safe and sound."
Fu Ci's sparkling eyes slowly shifted from Lu Shiyan's serious face to his fair and clean fingertips. She suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, you don't look like you're feeling guilty."
"It's as if they can't wait to strip me clean."
Lu Shiyan raised his eyebrows and said nothing, "I am also concerned about Mr. Fu. If I burn you, I will be blamed."
Fu Ci lowered his eyes to look at him, a trace of inquiry hidden in his deep eyes, "I know that Mr. Lu has always mistaken me for your brother, but your entanglement like this makes me very curious."
"Is the younger brother that Mr. Lu mentioned a simple younger brother or a loving younger brother?"
Lu Shiyan's fingertips tugged at his shirt, and Fu Ci leaned forward, almost kissing the soft, crimson lips before him. His Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down, and he tightened his lips, feigning composure, saying, "Mr. Lu, just talk. What's the point of pulling and tugging?"
Lu Shiyan felt his hot breathing gradually become disordered, and a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Isn't Mr. Fu curious about the relationship between me and my brother?"
Fu Ci's beautiful black eyes locked onto him, "Oh, Mr. Lu, could it be that he has some perverted fetish?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shiyan kissed her passionately. In front of Fu Ci's wide eyes, he kissed her immediately and then said meaningfully, "Mr. Fu is right."
"But I'm not the only pervert..."
Lu Shiyan turned and left, leaving Fu Ci standing there in a daze. He quickly reacted, his fair and beautiful face flushed red, "Lu Shiyan, what do you take me for?"
"Your brother's replacement?"
Although he said so, his bony fingers couldn't help but touch his lips. He was wrong. The smell of Cordyceps flower was not strange at all, but very fragrant.
Qi Wentao was held by Xiao Zhiyan and couldn't leave for a while. He finally took the opportunity to go to the bathroom to call his father. As Fu Yuan's confidant, Qi Bo was inseparable from him most of the time except when sleeping.
After Qi Bo answered the call, he immediately handed the phone to Fu Yuan respectfully, "Master, it's Wen Tao's call."
On the phone, Qi Wentao reported to Fu Yuan in detail what happened in the morning, as well as the fact that he was dragged out by his colleagues at noon and was not with Fu Ci.
After listening to this, Fu Yuan said solemnly, "Okay, I understand. Ah Ci is very smart. You don't need to watch him too closely."
Qi Wentao knew how much Fu Yuan wanted to control Fu Ci. When he heard him say this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly recovered and responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."
After the call ended, Qi Bo took the phone. Fu Yuan looked at the surveillance footage, which was blurry and then instantly disconnected. Annoyance and anger instantly welled up in his eyes. "What's going on?"
Qi Bo quickly bowed and said, "Master, the eldest young master has been poured with hot soup, and his clothes and everything are wet."
Fu Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Send some clean clothes over."
"Yes, sir."
Lu Shiyan had someone buy clothes in Fu Ci's size and handed them over. Fu Ci opened the bathroom door and completely hid his naked upper body behind it. He took the clothes with a wary look on his face and quickly closed the door.
Lu Shiyan's ears felt hot and he looked resentful. What part of him had he not seen before?
Is guarding against him like guarding against a pervert?
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