Upon seeing He Wangnian, Manager Ji hurriedly went to greet him.
Seeing the smiling face of Manager Ji's lackey, Jiang Wanli was 100% certain that He Wangnian had fired Song Rongchu.
Why?
He hasn't even seen Jiang Wanli yet, so why is he targeting Song Rongchu?
Jiang Wanli racked her brains, forgetting that Song Rongchu had been forced to use her own phone to make a call to Fu Yu last night.
Early this morning, the assistant sent Song Rongchu's personal information to He Wangnian.
He knew Fu Yu's private mobile phone number and was working part-time at the racetrack where she practiced.
He Wangnian found it hard not to suspect the man's intentions.
He will not allow any scum to tarnish Fu Yu.
He Wangnian turned slightly to the side, blocking any unwanted gazes that might be directed at Fu Yu.
He put his arm around Fu Yu's shoulder, his sharp gaze sweeping around before finally settling on Song Rongchu.
He thinks he can take Fu Yu away?
It wasn't just him.
Even He Ye, who was hiding his true feelings, was mocking Song Rongchu's overestimation of his abilities.
He strode forward and led Fu Yu into the lounge.
Fu Yu changed into her racing suit and put on a black mask in front of the mirror.
She doesn't want to reveal her true identity yet.
She looked at He Wangnian in the mirror, who was holding his phone and sending a message.
This man is such a hypocrite. He says he'll give her freedom, but in reality, he's always by her side and doesn't want to leave her for even a minute.
"Master, adjust He Wangnian's favorability rating."
The system yawned and lazily projected the numerical bar into its consciousness.
"Host, He Wangnian's favorability rating is currently 0."
This is truly bizarre.
"Master, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
The system blinked and did a 360-degree Thomas spin.
"Host, the system just underwent an upgrade before entering this world, making it much more powerful than before. Such a basic error is highly unlikely to occur!"
That would be best.
"We're going to take wedding photos in three hours. Both sets of parents will be there. Ayu, you don't want them to find out, so you're probably playing with racing cars right now."
He Wangnian put down his phone and looked at Fu Yu in the mirror with his narrow eyes.
Their eyes met.
He was calm and unhurried, as if he was only staying there to complete a prescribed task.
There were no other extra thoughts.
Fu Yu raised an eyebrow, adjusted the position of his mask, and said with a forced smile.
"Thank you for the reminder, fiancé."
The club provided Fu Yu with top-of-the-line equipment and a support team lineup.
Standing in front of a group of muscular men all around 180cm tall, Fu Yu appeared exceptionally petite.
After chatting with the competition engineer, Pete, Fu Yu got into the driver's seat.
Pete knelt down in front of Fu Yu, placed his laptop on his lap, and worked with Fu Yu to adjust the equipment.
His powerful muscles appeared extremely stiff due to his tense movements, and his brown overalls looked like they were about to burst open at any moment.
Fu Yu seemed to have gotten used to it, her gaze sweeping over Pete's laptop and console as she skillfully adjusted their positions.
So this is how Fu Yu has been spending all these years.
He Wangnian's dark eyes were deep, and his throat felt inexplicably itchy. He took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and gulped down a few mouthfuls of ice water.
But it couldn't extinguish the strange feeling rising within me.
He remembered Fu Yu lying on his bed last night, casually rubbing against his sheets and using him as a pillow.
He had never been this close to Fu Yu before, nor had he ever had such strange thoughts about her.
He wanted to hug her and kiss her.
He wanted her to have him forever.
He wanted her to only have eyes for him.
Previously, he never minded Fu Yu's somewhat chaotic views on love, or her sometimes lack of boundaries with men.
But now, he cares a lot, he cares so much that he wants to pull Fu Yu to his side immediately.
He Ye's merciless mockery echoed in his heart.
"How are you any better than that big, dumb idiot? You filthy slut who's eyeing my woman!"
"Ayu will never be interested in you; she'll only like me."
He Wangnian listened to He Ye's rant without expression, drank the whole bottle of ice water, crushed the bottle, and threw it into the recycling bin.
"And what makes you think she'll fall in love with you? Is it your abs, your impulsiveness, your domineering nature?"
"Besides mindlessly charging in, what else can you do?"
He Wangnian responded calmly and without making a sound.
"Besides, Pitt looks to have better muscle definition; your strengths are being replaced by others."
He Ye instantly flew into a rage.
"We are one body!"
"Yes, but I have an advantage that you absolutely don't have."
Pete was typing when he suddenly felt a hostile gaze.
The man was brought by Fu Yu.
He strode towards the track, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
He stood between Pete and Fu Yu, using his body to draw a line between them.
"you……"
He Wangnian narrowed his eyes, gentlemanly took her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.
Unscrew the ointment and gently apply the cool touch of your fingertips to the marks on her neck.
"You forgot to apply it again. What if it leaves a scar?"
"Don't punish yourself for my mistakes."
He Wangnian's suggestive and ambiguous remarks successfully shifted Pete's scrutinizing gaze to gossip.
Fu Yu glared at him arrogantly.
What scarring? Was it his fault?
Is it really that big of a deal to get a mosquito bite?
"alright."
He Wangnian put away the ointment and said with a faint smile, "Did I disturb you?"
"You may continue."
"I'll be waiting for you over there."
He Wangnian's greatest advantage is his extraordinary thick skin, which he has developed by never showing his emotions.
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