Chapter 19 Big Scumbag
The driver, observing Ms. Fu's expression, accurately grasped her longing for her husband. The car sped along the way, and within twenty minutes, it came to a safe stop in the basement.
Fu Chengyun got out of the car carrying a cake, looking in a good mood.
"Lao Hu, get off work. Go home early today and spend time with your family."
The driver usually waited in the basement for an extra thirty minutes, just in case Fu Chengyun had any other instructions. Since Mr. Fu had specifically mentioned this today, he respectfully obeyed.
It seems that the president's wife has great power. After one visit to the company, everyone on the 32nd floor leaves work early.
He silently hoped that the president's wife would come more often in the future.
Old Hu remained calm. "Okay, Mr. Fu."
Fu Chengyun nodded and walked into the elevator humming a song.
The garage is on the second underground floor. When the elevator rises to the first underground floor, the loud music can be heard through the iron shell.
Although this is a detached villa, the basement and the second floor are connected, so the sound may have come from next door.
Fu Chengyun wondered: Who would do such a thing in broad daylight?
The sound grew louder and louder, and when the elevator stopped on the first floor, it even covered up the sound of the door opening.
Fu Chengyun hadn't even left the elevator when he looked up and was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't move.
Damn it! My house!
In the center of the living room, a slowly rotating crystal ball emitted dazzling, multicolored light. Deafening electronic music surged in like a tide, making Fu Chengyun's head buzz. The sofa and coffee table had been pushed against the wall, transforming the empty space in the center into a small dance floor. Figures swayed, dancing to the music under the rapidly flashing lights.
The smell of perfume, alcohol, and sweat gradually fermented into an ambiguous and turbid smell in the closed room.
There were several female omegas in cool clothes in the dance floor. They took wine glasses and twisted their waists to move to the sofa.
Only then did Fu Chengyun see clearly that there was a person lying on the sofa, his tall figure looking extremely graceful under the purple-red light.
The man took the glass, the amber wine swirling in it. He put one hand around the female alpha's waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, a smile playing on his lips, as if he were examining a toy.
"Ning! Che!"
Fu Chengyun roared angrily.
The sound was deafening, but his roar did not attract anyone's attention.
Seeing the plump breasts of the female alpha pressed against Ning Che's crooked body, being squeezed and deformed. The scarlet lips moved closer and closer, only a few centimeters away from the two pale pink lips of the person.
Fu Chengyun almost teleported to the sofa, picked up the woman and threw her to the ground.
“Stop!”
The drumbeats hit his chest like heavy punches, and the blood in his body was so hot that it was about to burst out.
Fu Chengyun's eyes were filled with rage, so intense that he didn't even dare to blink. He just stared at the person lazily lying on the sofa.
The music and neon lights stopped simultaneously, and the crystal chandelier flickered back on. The intoxicated and frantic figure froze in a moment, stunned, bewildered, looking ridiculous and foolish under the cold light.
Ning Che sat up straight, looking up into those scorching eyes. His tone was calm, as if he was just asking about family matters. "Are you back?"
Back in the Demonic Cult, any success would always be celebrated with singing and dancing girls. Even though he might have misunderstood Boss Li, since everyone was here and the internal troubles had been resolved, a little excitement wasn't too much.
In the spirit of sharing happiness, Ning Che handed the cup to Fu Chengyun and said with a chuckle, "Why are you so angry? It's a good time to relax and see you off!"
"It's better not to give it to me!" Fu Chengyun snatched the wine glass and threw it to the ground.
The amber liquid splashed on the marble floor, and the crisp sound of the glass was like a thunder, which made everyone present dare not move.
Under the crystal chandelier, it was bright as day. All the female alphas present held their breath and gathered together subconsciously, trying to huddle together for warmth.
Seeing that he didn't appreciate it, Ning Che immediately lost his temper. He suddenly jumped up from the sofa, like a tabby cat with its fur standing on end, and glared back at him without showing any weakness.
"You're not going to see me off, are you? Then get out of here!"
The voice was icy, adding fuel to the raging fire.
"Why should I leave? This is my home!" Fu Chengyun blurted out the second half of his sentence without thinking. "If anyone wants to leave, it should be you!"
As soon as he said it, he regretted it. For the poor homeless young man, these words were undoubtedly a stab in his heart.
But it was too late, and the damage was done. Fu Chengyun had no choice but to stick his neck out and continue to act tough.
I kept repeating in my heart: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go…
The man in front of him was still arrogant, his eyes fixed on Fu Chengyun's face. His back was straight, as if he was invulnerable to swords and guns.
Only Fu Chengyun, who was standing nearby, could see clearly. The man's pupils shrank for a moment, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be a thousand-year-old cold pond. Every inch of his eyes was like an ice blade piercing his heart.
It was you who drugged me, it was you who married me, it was you who said you would support me, it was you who took good care of me, and it is still you who wants to drive me away!
Grandma!
How can I, the leader of a religion, allow myself to be manipulated by a villain like you?
"It's not up to you whether you leave or not!"
When one is furious, one forgets all promises. Ning Che raised his hand and chopped at the opponent with a fierce palm wind.
It's common for a president to lose his temper, but this is the first time I've seen a president get beaten by his wife after failing to lose his temper.
When Fu Chengyun closed his eyes, he even heard everyone present gasp.
The sharp pain didn't come for a long time, and he slightly raised one eyelid. The man was looking at him coldly with a sullen face.
"Why don't you hide?"
Fu Chengyun felt guilty and his tone softened. "I shouldn't have chased you away."
The last word trembled, and Ning Che keenly caught the apology in his tone. He glanced at Fu Chengyun and his voice dropped an octave.
"I'm glad you know!"
Perhaps it was because Fu Chengyun's action of admitting the beating was too pitiful, or perhaps it was because his tone of admitting his mistake was too sincere.
Ning Che laughed suddenly.
The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were upturned. Perhaps from the alcohol, his cheeks were pink, his eyebrows and eyes were red. When he smiled, he was naturally charming.
Fu Chengyun gritted his teeth and scolded, "How long have you been smiling like that? You've been showing it to these people!"
He vented his anger by crushing the wine glass under his feet into pieces. The glass fragments hit the marble surface, making a crunching sound.
There was another sneer, and Ning Che seemed to understand something.
"Are you angry because of this?"
His chest heaving violently, Fu Chengyun instinctively wanted to say of course not, but he did see that all the men and women in the room were just horrified. It was not until the woman leaned close to Ning Che that he became furious.
He couldn't say anything, so he could only redirect his anger elsewhere. He turned to the room full of silent men and women and shouted, "You have three minutes to get back to where you were before, and then get out!"
Everyone received the order and packed up immediately.
They are just young models newly trained by Star Entertainment. Apart from singing, dancing and making people happy, they have no other skills.
They were even more flustered when packing up, with wine glasses clinking and tables making harsh noises as they were pulled across the floor.
Several people would run hurriedly and suddenly bump into each other, making the scene even more chaotic.
Amidst the sound of banging in the room, the door to the living room was pushed open.
Butler Li and Auntie arrived late and were stunned to see the mess and the room full of strangers.
"What's going on?"
"Ask your grandson!" Fu Chengyun's face turned pale.
Li Butler cast a questioning look at him. Ning Che curled his lips and said helplessly:
"I went to deliver food this afternoon, and Mr. Li said he was sending bodyguards over, but it turned out to be these dancers. I figured since I was already here, I might as well put on a show. I've been pretty stressed out the past few days, so I might as well relax."
"Is that how you relax?" Butler Li looked at those people with a piece of cloth that was not even enough for a coat, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Fu Chengyun interrupted angrily, "He just messed around with a bunch of women and laughed at them. If I didn't stop him, he would have kissed them all!"
"Tsk!" Ning Che glanced over: "Small-minded!"
The contempt in his eyes and eyebrows once again hurt Fu Chengyun.
"you!"
The cake in his hand had been through the whole argument, but in the end he still couldn't bear to smash it.
The light pink gift box was placed heavily on the dining table, and Fu Chengyun went upstairs holding his tie.
As he turned around, he gritted his teeth and said, "Big scumbag!"
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