Chapter 20 Cold War
Fortunately, Ning Che didn't understand the meaning of these three words, otherwise, Steward Li's old body alone would definitely not be able to stop him.
Seeing that Fu Chengyun was furious and Ning Che was acting out of control, Butler Li had no choice but to step in and take control of the situation.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved at those people, and ordered them to leave.
"Okay, just move your things back to where you came from." After saying that, he immediately contacted a housekeeping company to come and do the cleaning.
My aunt took the cake and put it in the refrigerator. When she saw the logo on the box, she exclaimed, "It's the most famous strawberry cake in the city!"
Fu Chengyun had once specifically told her to prepare more strawberry cakes for tea, and since he himself never eats sweets, it was obvious who it was prepared for.
She looked at Ning Che with a complicated expression.
The man sat upright on the chair, his expression normal and no clues could be seen, but his fingers silently dropped under the table and twisted around the hem of his clothes tighter and tighter.
Butler Li looked at him and sighed.
"It won't be a day of peace. They're bound to quarrel. They're really enemies!"
The group quickly packed up the lights, speakers, and other items, and carried them down the elevator. The Fu family's dedicated housekeeping team was very professional, and within ten minutes, they were fully equipped and knocked on the door.
To facilitate disinfection, Butler Li asked the aunt to return to her room first, and he followed Ning Che back to the master bedroom.
The master bedroom and the guest bedroom were separated by only a wall. When Ning Che entered, he glanced at the closed door of the guest room with mixed feelings.
More than a decade of humble survival and gloomy progress have shaped his ability to enjoy life in the moment. In a place like that, if you don't enjoy yourself today, you can't be sure if there will be a tomorrow.
Butler Li had spent most of his life in the Demon Cult, so naturally he understood him.
Pulling him in and sitting him on the sofa, the old man slowly spoke: "Xiao Che, Grandpa hopes you understand that this is not the Demonic Cult, and you are no longer the Lord."
That was enough. Out of protection for Ning Che's inner heart, Butler Li didn't say much. He walked to the drinking machine, made a cup of honey water and put it in Ning Che's hand.
Ning Che, who wanted to explain something, suddenly became speechless.
He is no longer in a high position and can no longer control everything.
Ning Che smiled bitterly. Grandpa Li was reminding him to start from scratch and not act recklessly.
But for some reason, in front of Fu Chengyun, he was always unwilling to judge the situation and play along.
He turned his head away and sat there blankly with hot water in his hands.
As the night deepened, the flowers and plants in the small garden finally began to show signs of fatigue at the end of the day. The bright red roses were no longer as beautiful as they used to be, their crowns drooping, their petals curling and scattering in the soil.
The hot water created a mist that blurred the view outside the window. Fu Chengyun's angry eyes appeared before my eyes.
His narrow eyes are full of calculations. Normally, he is like a piece of soft jade, giving people a warm and gentle feeling.
But Ning Che knew that there was a sharp blade hidden in those eyes, and once it was unsheathed, it would kill without mercy.
Just like Fu Chengyun just now, when he rushed out of the elevator, the raging fire in his eyes seemed to devour him.
But after saying the wrong thing the next second, the rage died down instantly, and his eyes were evasive but full of guilt.
wrong!
Not guilty!
Those eyes were looking straight at him, and the reluctance in their glint was real.
"He can't bear to leave me?"
The housekeeping company finished cleaning and Butler Li had already gone downstairs to set up the place.
His own voice echoed in the empty room, and after being transmitted several times, it seemed to have changed its pitch.
It sounds very certain.
"He can't bear to leave me!"
Fu Chengyun sneezed three loudly in the guest room next door.
"Who's talking about me?"
It must be the little fox scolding me!
He thought angrily.
That person always looks rebellious and arrogant on weekdays. I wonder who he is showing off to!
When I coax you, you are a gentle and soft beauty. When I don't coax you, you are just...
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Fu Chengyun slapped his mouth, trying to stop his increasingly dark thoughts in time. He couldn't bear the thought of that lonely and helpless man.
He clenched his fist, the platinum ring on his ring finger rubbing against it painfully. He lowered his eyes, the metal reflecting a harsh light under the cold white light.
I coaxed her, protected her, and even put on the wedding ring.
I am here keeping my chastity pure, but others have already had three wives and four concubines, beautiful women, red flowers and green willows, and a dazzling array of colors...
Ning Che, you big scumbag!
When the call was connected, Fu Chengyun was furious: "Check for me, where did these people come from!"
"Okay, Mr. Fu." A calm voice came from the receiver.
Within five minutes, Assistant Lin texted. Fu Chengyun opened the image and saw a surveillance video of Ning Che standing in his office. The person standing opposite him couldn't see his face, but the shiny top of his head was easy to spot.
"Cut off all funding for Star Entertainment."
While he was roaring, there was a knock on the door.
With permission, Butler Li pushed the door open with the food in his hand. Fu Chengyun sat on the sofa, holding the phone, still looking sullen.
Seeing that he was furious, Butler Li only prepared a few dishes of porridge and side dishes to help him calm down. He had a kind smile on his face, but was interrupted by Fu Chengyun just as he was about to speak.
"If you're here to speak well of him, forget it. I want to be alone."
Butler Li had indeed come to negotiate peace. Ning Che had lived a lonely life, each day a precarious existence. He was fortunate to have been born into this world, where he had no worries about food and clothing and someone to look after him. He was happy for his two children to be able to live a good life.
On the one hand, Cheng Yun, who lacks a father and mother, has someone to rely on. On the other hand, Ning Che no longer has to live a hard life in fear.
But Fu Chengyun's brows were furrowed, and he looked like he wouldn't listen. He knew the timing was wrong, so he quickly put down the tray and turned to leave.
After coming out of the guest room, he went to the master bedroom.
Ning Che was also not interested and looked like he didn't want to be disturbed by ordinary people.
Butler Li delivered the meal and left, looking from the guest bedroom door to the master bedroom door. The two of them were separated by a wall, yet their hearts seemed a world apart.
How do we live like this!
A night without dreams is also a night without sleep.
At dawn, Fu Chengyun packed a few clothes and left the villa with his suitcase. When he left, he deliberately slammed the guest room door shut, intending to wake up Ning Che in the master bedroom.
I'm so pissed off, but you're sleeping soundly. No way!
After a few seconds, there was a slight rustling sound from the master bedroom, and he curled the corners of his mouth in an extremely childish way.
Ning Che was speechless at his foolish behavior. But the knocks on the door continued, as if they would not stop until they woke you up.
But what is the fault of others?
Grandpa Li was old, and Auntie worked all day. Ning Che was afraid he would go crazy and wake the others, so he had no choice but to shake the curtains to make some noise.
The footsteps faded away and the room returned to dead silence.
Ning Che rolled his eyes and shifted, curled up against the bay window. His fingertips lifted a gauze curtain, and through the gap, he saw the black-suited bodyguards still standing outside the courtyard. Their straight figures were meticulous. It was hard to tell which ones were sent by Fu Chengyun and which ones were from the Bai family.
At the lunch that day, Jiaer said that Chen He was also on a business trip today, also going to France. She didn't know if she went with Fu Chengyun, nor did she know if the child had been sent to school.
Random thoughts also consume energy. Besides, I haven't slept all night.
He yawned, his body lazily stretched. As if a heavy weight had been lifted from his chest, Ning Che felt inexplicably relieved. It was as if the guilt he felt had suddenly vanished.
Feeling sleepy, he simply pulled the curtains tight and threw himself on the bed.
The silk quilt wraps around the skin smoothly, making the body and mind extremely comfortable.
Fu Chengyun left with that little bit of guilt, and he finally fell asleep peacefully.
There is endless darkness before my eyes and rough mud under my feet.
A little man ran as fast as he could.
The skin on his feet was rubbed raw and every step was excruciatingly painful, but he didn't dare stop.
His throat tasted salty and he was gasping for breath, but he didn't dare stop.
His legs felt like they were filled with lead and his limbs were weak, but he still didn't dare to stop.
The whole person rolled and crawled, even if he fell in the mud, he would roll forward.
He didn't know what lay ahead, perhaps a ray of light or perhaps endless darkness. But it didn't matter, the unknown was hope.
As long as he kept moving forward, he could survive. Even if he lived a minute or a second longer, it would give him a minute or a second more of opportunity.
If he stopped, the thick ink behind him would immediately devour him alive.
In the darkness, there was a thumping sound...
Ning Che suddenly woke up and sat up in bed.
An old and familiar voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Che, are you awake?"
Ning Che was still in a state of emptiness and fear, unable to speak, and could only respond with a "hmm".
Butler Li continued, "I was worried you were sick because you hadn't gotten up yet. Lunch is ready, come downstairs and eat."
"Um"
His forehead was wet, and he raised his hand to wipe it. Only then did he realize that a thin layer of cold sweat had formed on his chest and back.
This nightmare has been with him for more than ten years, like a nightmare hidden deep in his heart, which always pops up to make its presence felt whenever he feels uneasy.
He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Even if he was in another pampered world, the fear in his bones would not disappear.
Get out of bed, put on pajamas, and go downstairs with slippers dangling from your legs.
In a flash, he had composed himself and sat down at the dining table.
"During the two days when Cheng Yun is away, we should go out less and not give anyone with ulterior motives an opportunity to take advantage of us." Butler Li handed over the dishes and chopsticks and instructed.
"Okay," Ning Che nodded obediently.
Suddenly, the phone in the living room rang and Butler Li went to answer it.
The distance was too far for Ning Che to hear the specific words. But the rapid speed and anxious tone of the words coming out of the receiver made his heart jump.
After hanging up the phone, Butler Li hurried into the room, took a coat and came out.
"Don't move at home. I'm going out for a while."
"What's wrong?" Ning Che's first reaction was that something had happened to Fu Chengyun. He then stood up, his tone a little anxious.
"Jiaer had a conflict with her classmates and was injured. I'll go pick her up." Butler Li had already walked to the elevator.
"Jia'er?" Ning Che quickly stepped forward and grabbed Butler Li's arm. "The rich are the most discerning. If the Bai family sends a butler, they'll look down on the child even more."
That makes sense. Butler Li paused and couldn't help but look at him.
Ning Che stood tall and straight, his expression normal, but there was a calm and sharp look between his brows.
"What should we do then?" Butler Li knew that the person in front of him was not his good grandson Xiao Che, nor was he the wife of the president of Fu Group, but the Lord who had been up and down in the Demon Sect for more than ten years.
"I'll go."
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