"Ah Xue, aren't you going to your thesis defense?"
"How did you get out of the counselor's office? What are you holding in your hand...?"
Chu Huainan had just finalized the direction for revising his graduation project with his supervisor.
When I got to the third floor, I saw Qin Xue walking out of the counselor's classroom looking worried, as if she had encountered some problem.
"I'm fine."
Qin Xue subconsciously tried to hide the letter of recommendation behind her back, but she still couldn't cover the name on the first line.
Chu Huainan glanced down at it, "Fu Yu?"
"You...you know her?"
"Silly girl, isn't Fu Yu your former roommate? I'm your boyfriend, how could I not even know your roommate? By the way, didn't you two used to eat together all the time? Why haven't you been hanging out together lately? Did you two have a fight?"
"No, we've only eaten together once, we're not that close."
Qin Xue clenched her fingers. The thought of how Fu Yu got involved with Chu Huainan after she got together with Cosimo in her previous life made her feel uncomfortable.
The name Fu Yu on the recommendation letter seemed to have a warmth to it, burning her hand.
"I'm asking you, what do you think of Fu Yu?"
Why are you suddenly asking that?
"Tell me quickly! Do you have feelings for her?"
Chu Huainan chuckled softly, then put his arm around her waist and ducked into the fire escape.
"Baby, what are you thinking? You're the only one in my heart, how could there be room for other women?"
Is my muse jealous?
Chu Huainan kissed her cheek.
"Do you want me to prove it now? Here it is..."
Qin Xue looked at her boyfriend, who had vowed to be loyal to her.
He recalled that after he and Fu Yu got together in his previous life, he created several paintings, which sold for a total of over 100 million yuan.
Art circles say that Fu Yu is the muse of Chu Huainan's art.
How could Chu Huainan have an inspiration for that ordinary woman?
Only Qin Xue is qualified to be Chu Huainan's muse!
Qin Xue subconsciously compared the letters in her mind and instinctively handed the recommendation letter to Chu Huainan: "Throw it away."
Chu Huainan hesitated for a moment: "This..."
Upon opening the letter, she found it contained a recommendation from her school counselor for Fu Yu to work at Merrill Lynch in Paris.
Each finance department has only one recommendation slot.
"But……"
"No buts! Didn't you say you love me? That you'd do anything I asked you to do? Now, I'm telling you to throw this letter away!"
Chu Huainan glanced at the determined Qin Xue, but couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he slowly threw the letter of recommendation into the trash can.
This might be the best job Fu Yu could find, and with her teacher's endorsement, she might even become Merrill Lynch's first Chinese partner.
But in order to prove how unwavering Chu Huainan's love for her was, Qin Xue had no choice but to sacrifice Fu Yu's future once again.
"That's more like it."
Qin Xue tiptoed and kissed Chu Huainan on the cheek.
"Okay, honey, don't be angry with me over this. What are we going to eat later?"
"I'll listen to you. In our family, you're the boss, my dear wife."
Chu Huainan has always respected Qin Xue's choices. He would never be like Cosimo, forcefully depriving Qin Xue of her right to choose and morally coercing her into doing a series of things she was unwilling to do in the name of her own good.
Chu Huainan would obey Qin Xue's every wish unconditionally.
Even his own future was decided by Qin Xue.
Qin Xue thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of being in control of her life.
Fu Yu woke up feeling tired, but Cosimo, who was beside her, was nowhere to be found.
She touched the still-warm sheets.
Just as she was about to get up, the man who walked to the bedside picked her up.
"My Sleeping Beauty is finally awake. I'll carry you to wash up."
Cosimo's villa in Sicily is several times larger than his estate in Paris, and it takes 10 minutes just to walk from the bedroom to the bathroom.
"I can't bear to see my baby suffer even a little bit."
Cosimo hugged Fu Yu from behind, squeezed toothpaste onto her teeth, and brushed her teeth little by little, as if taking care of a baby.
Fu Yugang struggled for a moment, but Cosimo grabbed him with his hands and whispered in his ear, "Don't move."
Fu Yu sighed; Cosimo's obsession was even stronger than he had imagined.
He didn't want to leave Fu Yu for even a moment longer.
This kind of yandere-like love is both suffocating and cloying.
After washing up, Cosimo carried Fu Yu to have breakfast.
To cater to Fu Yu's tastes, all the chefs at the manor were replaced with Chinese chefs.
However, during the meal, Fu Yu sensed a hint of tension and unease in Cosimo's expression.
"W-what's wrong?"
Fu Yu touched his face.
Cosimo grasped Fu Yu's hand.
He worried that Fu Yu's acceptance of the marriage proposal last night was merely a momentary lapse of judgment and infatuation.
If he were sober enough to propose to her today, would Fu Yu refuse?
"Will you still marry me?"
He suddenly pulled Fu Yu into his arms.
Fu Yu sat on his lap, her nightgown and his robe tangled together.
Fu Yu was stunned for a moment.
So all that effort he put into taking care of her all morning was just to please her and make her not change her mind and marry him?
Fu Yu smiled and kissed the corner of his lips: "Of course."
Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Cosimo could not contain his excitement.
God knows, he woke up in the early hours of the morning because of his unease. In order not to wake Fu Yu, he carefully got out of bed and paced around the living room for several hours, thinking of countless ways to imprison or entice Fu Yu.
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