Chapter 112 Changes
Ning Che ran upstairs, leaving the four of them looking at each other in bewilderment.
Fu Chengyun held up a black ball and looked at it against the light: "Is this a word?"
"What word?"
Several people explained one after another, and Fu Chengyun accurately captured the key information.
"Is this a gift from Cheche?"
The three nodded.
A warm smile spread across his face. He rolled up the painting and tucked it away in his arms, cherishing it. "This is the real ink he painted for me. I like it."
…
Upstairs, Ning Che was sitting on the bay window, hugging his legs and struggling with himself.
"Is it that ugly?"
"Well, I've only studied how to kill people since I was little, and I've never learned to write."
"The painting the brat gave me looked like a skeleton, but I could still tell it was me at first glance."
"Fu Chengyun is so annoying!"
"I will never give him a gift again."
He tugged at the tassel at the bottom of the curtain and talked to himself.
He was so focused on sulking that he didn't even notice someone was waiting behind him.
A pair of strong arms wrapped around his calves and lifted him into their arms.
"Baby, don't be angry. I like all the gifts you give to your husband."
Small kisses fell on the back of his neck, and the rose scent from his glands became more and more intense.
Ning Che turned his head towards the person, angrily refusing to speak.
Fu Chengyun couldn't help but laugh.
The little darling failed in his first gift-giving experience, so he was right to be angry. But what he wanted was not an apology, but an attitude of cherishing him.
Fu Chengyun took out his cell phone and called the driver, asking him to take the scroll, frame it and return it the next day.
"Why are you framing it? Didn't you tell me to throw it away?"
Ning Che rubbed against his arms and continued to act like a spoiled brat.
"Who said that? I wish I could have it framed in gold and put it in a museum!"
The little fox is soft-hearted and doesn't respond to harshness. Fu Chengyun knows him thoroughly and can coax him into curing any illness.
"My dear, growing up in that kind of environment, it's not easy for you to be able to read and write. You are a genius to be able to write calligraphy."
“That’s it!”
"No one ever taught me. I learned everything on my own. Isn't that amazing?"
Fu Chengyun clapped his hands like a lackey, his voice deafening. "That's amazing! My baby is incredibly talented!"
"Hmph, I'm glad you know."
Ning Che held his chin high, looking like a poor student who was so happy that he didn't know where to go after getting the second-to-last place in the exam.
Fu Chengyun melted easily into this coquettishness and carried him back to the bed.
"Baby, aren't you angry anymore?"
"gas!"
"Does it hurt to be angry all the time?"
"pain!"
"My husband rubbed it and it stopped hurting.
"No!"
When he came to his senses, his clothes were already wide open.
The moment the sweat dripped, the depression that had been lingering for many days melted away in the surging waves.
We are interdependent, there is no distinction between you and me.
The mirror under the bed reflected Fu Chengyun's strong back, and his nails left several bright red scratches on his shoulder blades.
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The next day,
Fu Chengyun got up early to go to the negotiations, while Ning Che stayed in bed.
It was already past noon when Ning Che slowly woke up. He rubbed his aching thighs and felt so angry that his teeth were itching.
He went to the cloakroom and rummaged through the drawers, and finally found the brown-red fox suit at the bottom of the drawer.
He twisted his fingers through the big fluffy tail and a smile of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Fu Chengyun!
Just wait for me!
When Butler Li called him to eat, he hid the fox suit in the bedroom and went downstairs.
Just as I reached the middle of the stairs, I suddenly looked up and my heart started beating wildly with fear.
In the living room on the first floor, above the TV, the most eye-catching position.
There is a ball of black ink hanging on it.
"Fu Chengyun, that's enough!"
He took out his cell phone and yelled, then quickly arranged for someone to take it down.
Do I have to explain to every person who comes how ugly his handwriting is?
The phone vibrated immediately.
Fu Chengyun: Baby, don’t throw it away. If you don’t let me hang it, I’ll keep it for myself.
Fu Chengyun: Baby, be obedient.
Fu Chengyun: If you don’t listen to me, your husband will keep you out of bed for three days.
Ning Che: It’s not certain who can’t get out of bed!
He sent the fox suit to Fu Chengyun.
Fu Chengyun: Expression: cold sweat.
He quickly changed the subject, "I'm going to Xingxing Entertainment right away, my husband is going to work. Love you, love you."
Ning Che put away his phone and arranged for workers to carry the painting into the study on the second floor.
After dinner, he took the little girl to the backyard to practice swordsmanship. He also picked up a gun and practiced shooting.
The little girl was watching and asked excitedly, "Uncle, can I learn how to use a gun too?"
Ning Che weighed the gun in his hand, took out a soft bullet toy gun from the drawer and threw it to her.
This was a toy gun that Fu Chengyun forced on him when he fell ill a few days ago, worried that he couldn't hold a real gun.
The bullets are made of hard foam and have little lethality. If you wear goggles, there's no danger.
The two of them, one big and one small, spent the entire afternoon in the shooting room.
The little girl has a natural love and talent for weapons. With just a little guidance, she can learn everything.
Ning Che looked at the empty ten-ring hole on the target and said with a smile, "It's not an exaggeration to say that you are my daughter."
He suddenly squatted down and winked at the little girl. "Why don't you just recognize me as your father?"
"I"
The little girl slowly lowered her head, her fingers twisted on the trigger, and the tips of her ears turned red.
"It's called rather break than bend!"
He stood up, laughed heartily, and walked out the door. His back was stretched out in the sunset, looking very untidy.
The little girl looked at it and said silently: My pleasure.
The whole afternoon was spent in the shooting room, and it was already dark when the two returned to the living room.
"Cheng Yun usually comes back around three or four o'clock, why isn't he back today?"
Butler Li stood by the French window and looked out.
"Yeah, it's almost seven o'clock."
Auntie came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of syrup and distributing it to several people.
"He went to negotiate in the morning and returned to the company in the afternoon. Maybe he had a lot of work to do." Ning Che took the sugar water.
It is his favorite papaya bird's nest.
The spoon stirred the bowl carefully and he put it back on the tray.
His fingers slid across the screen again and again as he watched the two of them flirting in the morning.
Comforting everyone: "We were just chatting this morning, it's okay."
I also comforted myself: "That's right."
He sent a WeChat message to Fu Chengyun: "Grandpa Li said that I have to go to school when I turn six."
"What shall we name the little one?"
"She's so cold all the time, she needs a warmer name."
He sent so many messages in a row, so many that he couldn't even remember what they were. It was just some family ramblings.
His fingers tapped randomly on the screen, his brows furrowed.
Ning Che paced in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
My heart was in turmoil, as if a bucket of water had been spilled on the floor. I looked down but saw no trace of water.
It's hard to explain.
In the distance, the orange-red sunset was half hidden behind the crown of the sycamore tree and half exposed, like a drop of sticky blood, which was about to fall on the dark green crown of the tree in the next moment.
Ning Che lowered his head and pressed the phone to call Fu Chengyun.
Two minutes later, he didn't give up and called Assistant Lin again.
Five minutes later, he called the driver.
Ten minutes later, Mr. Zhao answered the call.
"Locate Fu Chengyun's phone for me."
"Right now! Immediately!"
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