Chapter 15 Meeting the Parents
When Fu Chengyun came out of the bathroom, he saw the man sitting upright on the edge of the bed, his back straight. With Fu Chengyun's appearance, Ning Che's jawline suddenly tightened, and the words "I'm angry" were written all over his face.
Angry is so beautiful~
Their eyes met, and Fu Chengyun asked lovingly, "What's wrong, baby? Haven't I finished washing?"
Her long eyelashes drooped, casting two shadows on her face, making her look like she was refusing to communicate.
idiot!
Ning Che's throat rolled and he finally swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Fu Chengyun wiped his hair and walked to the bed, stroking Ning Che's back with his big hand.
The bones under his palm were distinct, yet full of strength. Fu Chengyun patted it gently and coaxed, "Are you angry again?"
Ning Che tilted his head, his eyes still fixed on the mirror across from the bed. He asked, "Which side do you sleep on?"
Fu Chengyun was confused by the question and patted the bed on the side.
Ning Che got out of bed and pushed the mirror directly opposite Fu Chengyun's side of the bed.
Fu Chengyun: ...
Butler Li is old and sometimes superstitious. He had always asked him to move the mirror away, saying it was not good to sleep with a mirror facing you.
But he didn't care about these things and always just laughed it off.
Memories flooded back. Fu Chengyun looked at himself in the mirror, his mouth twitching. "Are you deliberately trying to bring me down?"
Ning Che didn't say anything, but just placed the pillows between the two of them with a gloomy face.
Fu Chengyun stared at the clear line dividing the Chu and Han rivers in the middle of the bed, feeling dizzy and his ears ringing. He patted his chest, thinking he really needed some quick-acting heart pills.
"You were fine just now, what are you going to do now?!"
Before he could finish his words, the quilt was pulled all the way to the other side of the pillow. The silk quilt wrapped him tightly, and Ning Che lay down with his back to Fu Chengyun, revealing only half of his face.
He reached out and flicked out the bedside lamp, then added, "Spread some pheromones. I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."
I'll let you go!
Of course, Fu Chengyun didn't have the courage to shout this sentence out loud, and could only repeat it silently in his mind several times.
"It was you who wanted to stab me with a knife, and I even helped you apply the medicine. I took the initiative to find you to ease the situation. We agreed to sleep in each other's arms, and it's good for both of us. You're angry again just because I went to take a shower."
Ning Che could hear Fu Chengyun's complaints and mumblings in his ears. Even if he had strong self-control, he felt so annoyed that he wanted to hit someone.
He pulled the quilt over his head, trying to weaken Fu Chengyun's sonic attack.
"Be angry, be angry! You even put a mirror to seduce me. What's the point of putting pillows there? Draw a clear line between me and you. You asked me to release pheromones. What do you take me for—"
The phone rang suddenly, and Ning Che felt like he had been pardoned. He was extremely grateful to the person who called him.
He flipped over and jumped up from the bed. He jumped over Fu Chengyun, grabbed the phone from the bedside table on his side, and stuffed it into Fu Chengyun's hand.
The joy of not having to listen to the toad's chanting anymore overwhelmed him. Ning Che completely ignored the ambiguous position he was in. He just lay on top of Fu Chengyun, staring at him with bright eyes as he answered the phone.
Amid the overly intimate actions and expectant gazes of the person next to him, Fu Chengyun answered the phone in a daze.
A soft and coquettish voice rushed out of the receiver, with a hint of coquettishness. "Uncle!"
The voice was very recognizable, and Ning Che immediately realized it was the white ball from the wedding day. He tactfully retreated to his side.
"Hey!" Fu Chengyun glanced at him, got out of bed and walked out the door.
His mother's family had always been very kind to him, and after his mother's death they had spared no effort in helping him.
Fu Chengyun considered them family. His avoidance of Ning Che was purely subconscious. He hadn't yet decided whether to bring this wife, whom he had only known for a few days, to his family.
The bedroom door was gently closed from the outside. A soft, sweet voice said with a hint of joy: "Tomorrow is Grandma's birthday."
A gentle female voice came from the receiver again, "Cheng Yun, remember to come over tomorrow at noon."
"I will definitely be there for Auntie's birthday, sis."
The two exchanged a few more greetings and hung up the phone.
Fu Chengyun pressed his chest, and the temperature on his chest disappeared, but the temperature of the skin that was pressed became even more scorching.
He glanced at the closed door and paused. He knew without a doubt that the little troublemaker must be curled up in his blanket, fuming and about to explode and hit someone again if a word of comfort wasn't enough.
But at this moment he was too busy to do anything else and had no mood to coax the little ancestor.
Fu Chen and Fu Linyu were like two wolves lurking in the shadows, constantly eyeing this piece of fat meat. Now the internal struggles and weaknesses of the company were no longer a concern.
What really worried him was Ning Che's safety.
If there is a first time, there will be a second time. If Fu Chen fails the first time, he will definitely send someone a second time.
But I will be going abroad the day after tomorrow. During this period, who can guarantee that Ning Che will be safe?
Fu Chengyun was very upset by internal and external troubles. He put his phone back in his pocket and walked into the guest room.
The clock chimed softly as it struck the hour.
He half-leaned on the bed in the guest room and typed, "Grandpa Li, I'll pick Ning Che up tomorrow to go to my aunt's house for lunch."
After pressing the send button, he seemed to have taken a pill of reassurance. Then he relaxed and fell asleep.
There was no movement outside the door for a long time. Ning Che was sure that Fu Chengyun would not come back. He finally turned around and stared at the slight wrinkles in the other side of the bed sheet, as if he wanted to poke a hole in it.
What happened today was no coincidence. The man outside the window after the power outage was quite skilled, and every move was deadly. If it weren't for his quick reaction, he would have been beheaded.
His slender knuckles stroked the other side of the bed, where the folds of the sheets still retained the man's body temperature.
He was all alone in this world, and if anyone wanted to kill him, it would definitely be Fu Chen or Fu Linyu.
Her brows furrowed slightly, her fingers clutching the bedsheets tightly. But this body was truly disappointing. It lacked internal energy, and she felt unwell every other day. She longed for Fu Chengyun's scent and coveted his embrace.
He slammed his fist on the bed.
No future!
But I am in the light while the other party is in the dark, so it is difficult for me to escape successfully every time by myself.
Ning Che's long eyelashes flickered, his eyes dark and deep. He began to wonder whether he should ask Grandpa Li to get him some handy weapons.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't help but yawn. Today had been truly dangerous, and Ning Che felt a bit overwhelmed. He rolled over to the other side where Fu Chengyun had been lying, buried his face in the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep, breathing in the lingering scent of cedar.
After a dreamless night, Fu Chengyun woke up at seven o'clock on time thanks to his powerful biological clock.
A message from Assistant Lin flashed across the screen. They were making final strategic adjustments for their overseas projects today, and Mr. Li from the entertainment company had scheduled a meeting at nine o'clock. The driver would pick them up at seven-thirty.
Time was tight and the task was heavy, so Fu Chengyun immediately got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom to get himself ready, casually put on a suit and went down to the basement.
When he arrived at the company, he spent another morning racing against time. When he finally finished all the meetings, big and small, and looked up from the half-person-high documents, the wall clock had already struck twelve.
It's over! I'm late!
Fu Chengyun picked up the gift prepared by Assistant Lin on the desk and rushed into the elevator.
The black Rolls-Royce sped along, winding its way through the forest path, and finally stopped in front of a white building full of pastoral style.
As soon as Fu Chengyun pushed open the door to the first floor, warm laughter came from the living room.
He paused on the porch, straightened his suit jacket, and felt as if he had forgotten something.
He looked down at the gift box in his hand.
Didn’t you forget?!
Maybe there have been too many things going on these past two days and my brain isn't working properly.
Fu Chengyun shook his head and walked slowly across the porch.
When he reached the living room, he suddenly stopped.
I forgot to bring the living ancestor home!
It's too late to realize it.
The Bai family, including guests, servants, men, women, young and old, dozens of people, gathered together. The birthday party had already begun, and the atmosphere was lively and lively, with people chatting and drinking.
Seeing him walk in, everyone couldn't help but look at him.
Fu Chengyun wasn't afraid of being seen, but he felt a little guilty because he had forgotten to bring anyone with him. He smiled broadly and walked over to greet Bai Yan.
Bai Yan is Fu Chengyun's mother's older sister. Bai Ke is innocent and tender-hearted. She, on the other hand, is the complete opposite, a man of the world, a man of sharp wit. Having weathered decades of business ups and downs, even in her more private life, she remains the current Bai family's ruler.
"Aunt, I'm sorry I'm late today. Happy birthday to you."
As he spoke, he handed the gift box in his hand to the woman sitting in the main seat.
Bai Yan and Bai Ke have a very close relationship, and are also very close to Fu Chengyun.
She touched her nephew's head, her face full of heartache. "Your father must be giving you a hard time again. If you can't stand it anymore, just tell me, and your aunt will protect you."
"It's okay." Fu Chengyun shook Bai Yan's hand in return.
Bai Tuanzi was still at the age where she got excited when she saw a gift. When she saw Fu Chengyun handing over the brocade box, she started to yell without hesitation: "What did uncle give me? Grandma, open it and take a look!"
"Okay, then let's take down Jiaer's first."
The Bai family was easygoing and simple in their interactions, without all the fuss about formalities. Seeing the little grandson's excitement, he let him open the presents.
Jiaer brought up a small gift box, which contained a necklace he had made for his grandmother. The mutton-fat jade beads were crystal clear and round, and looked elegant and dignified on a woman's neck. The oily texture further highlighted her good complexion.
"Jiaer made this herself, it's so beautiful!" Bai Yan hugged his little grandson and kissed him so hard that his chubby little face became deformed.
Bai Tuanzi struggled out of her grandmother's arms and held up another brocade box like a treasure. "Mom's is beautiful too."
Chen He's gift was a jade bracelet, flawless and smooth, a perfect match for Jia'er's mutton-fat jade necklace. When Bai Yan slipped it on his wrist, he could feel a gentle coolness seeping into his skin, as gentle as mist.
"Oh, Mom's eldest daughter must have cost a lot of money." Bai Yan leaned over and hugged his daughter, gently stroking her back with his hand, his eyes full of pity.
Chen He bent down and was held by her mother, smiling softly.
Encouraged by Bai Tuanzi's excitement, Bai Yan opened the gifts from his son, daughter-in-law, and other younger generations one by one. They were nothing more than landscape paintings and calligraphy, catering to their tastes. They were all top-notch pieces. Bai Yan thanked them one by one with satisfaction.
"It's Uncle's turn!" Among all the gifts, Fu Chengyun's was the largest. Jia'er immediately fell in love with it and kept looking forward to it. "Could it be a remote control car?"
The brocade box was too big for Bai Yan to hold, so he waved to the two servants to open it together.
A white jade statue of Guanyin sits quietly in a red satin gift box.
The whole Buddha statue is quiet and lively, with both the majesty of a god and a kind face. It makes people feel intimidated but also feel close to it from the heart.
"Wow!" Bai Tuanzi ran to Bai Yan and stretched out his little hands like lotus roots to touch him.
Chen He promptly slapped the misbehaving little hand away. "Jia'er, stop messing around!"
Fu Chengyun smiled and picked up Jiaer. "How about your uncle give you a remote control car for your birthday?"
Bai Yan watched the intimate interaction between the adult and the child, smiling so hard that his teeth were visible, but he pretended to be deep and said, "The gifts are all good, but my favorite is not here."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's appetite was piqued and they all looked over.
Bai Yan pointed to a long mahogany box on the long golden nanmu table behind him and said, "This touches my heart."
The servant opened the long box, and a long sword appeared inside.
The silver scabbard is engraved with delicate cloud patterns, and when it shakes, it glows and looks awe-inspiring.
Jiaer was the first to recognize it, "This is a gift from my handsome uncle!"
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