Chapter 92 You're even jealous of your own sister? You jealous king!
This man has been back for half an hour, but he just sits in the car and won't get out, insisting on being an iron-butt superman.
I just don't want to run into Song Tianxue.
But Song Tianxue isn't just staying at home for one day; they'll run into each other sooner or later.
Xia Mian urged him to come out quickly and say hello.
Because she could also tell that Song Tianxue wasn't going upstairs to her room because she was waiting for Fu Yanshen to appear.
This woman was a guest at the Fu family's home on her first day, so she didn't go upstairs. Old Madam Fu felt awkward asking everyone to leave.
Xia Mian was getting impatient with Song Tianxue's pretense.
No woman will have the patience or the best attitude towards another woman who is openly eyeing her boyfriend.
She was only able to chat with Song Tianxue because of Madam Fu's sake, not wanting the old lady to be sad or upset.
Zhao Baoqi deliberately provoked Song Tianxue, wanting her to know how outstanding and beautiful Mianmian was, and her status in her elder brother's heart and in the Fu family!
The more unwilling Song Tianxue was to listen, the more she insisted on talking!
Fu Yanchen yawned; he was already impatient.
"Sleep," he said to Old Mrs. Fu before standing up to leave.
Song Tianxue, I'm sorry, I can't keep you company!
Hearing what the autistic young master of the Fu family said, Song Tianxue's face turned even uglier. It was clearly a slap in the face, implying that spending time with her was a waste of time and boring.
She forced an awkward smile. "I think I'll go upstairs and check out the rooms."
Hearing Song Tianxue say this on her own initiative, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, she wasn't very welcome, and we didn't know her well. We had no mutual affection and no common topics, so why were we sitting here having an awkward chat?
The conversation had been focused on Xia Mian the whole time, which frustrated Song Tianxue greatly. This was not what she wanted to hear at all!
She wanted to hear them talk about Fu Yanshen, about his hobbies and habits... not about Xia Mian.
Her visit to the Fu family was clearly not for the sake of the visit itself.
These people clearly saw through it; they were doing it on purpose! They were deliberately avoiding talking about Fu Yanshen. Fu Yanshen hasn't returned yet, probably to avoid her.
Song Tianxue gritted her teeth in anger.
Just as I was about to step into the elevator, a tall man, radiating the stifling heat of summer, strode into the living room.
Song Tianxue's eyes lit up, and she rushed out of the elevator with starry eyes, looking up at Fu Yanshen.
"Commander Fu, you're back?"
She smiled shyly, her cheeks slightly flushed, revealing a hint of joy.
Fu Yanshen frowned, his gaze drifting towards Xia Mian not far away.
Didn't they say she went upstairs?
Upon receiving Xia Mian's message, he couldn't wait to get off the bus, but unexpectedly, he still ran into this woman.
Xia Mian: Who knew she'd dawdle so much just to get into the elevator...
"Miss Song, it's late, you should get some rest." Fu Yanshen subtly took two steps back, creating some distance between himself and Song Tianxue.
He dislikes strangers getting too close to him; last time, this woman threw herself into his arms, causing a misunderstanding.
Now, he avoids her like the plague.
A hint of hurt flashed in Song Tianxue's eyes. "Chief Fu, are you not happy to see me? Don't worry, I'll stay for a while and then leave. I only came to bother you to put my grandmother's mind at ease."
She became hopelessly entangled in portraying herself as an innocent and filial person.
"Then I wish Grandma Song a speedy recovery." After saying this, Fu Yanshen's sharp eyes swept over everyone, finally landing on Xia Mian before he quickly returned to his room!
Xia Mian blinked her long eyelashes to indicate that she understood!
The two of them exchanged flirtatious glances in front of everyone.
Seeing this, Song Tianxue felt a surge of jealousy, and she wished she could rush up to Xia Mian and slap her.
"That's enough, Baoqi. Are you going to sleep in Mianmian House or go back to Hexiang Courtyard?" Old Mrs. Fu asked casually.
Xia Mian's eyes widened immediately. Grandma?
Fu Yanshen frowned as well. What was Grandma doing? He had come back in this sweltering heat of midsummer just to wear cat ears and coax Mianmian!
Zhao Baoqi, the third wheel, grinned excitedly, "Since Grandma brought it up, I'll sleep with my best friend!"
It's soft, fragrant, and fluffy; it's so comfortable to sleep with it.
Xia Mian: "..."
Fu Yanshen: "..."
Song Tianxue lowered her head. This Zhao Baoqi seemed to be a key figure. She looked like a brainless, unruly young lady. If she could win over Zhao Baoqi, it seemed that the Fu family would change their opinion of her.
Why worry that Fu Yanshen will keep her at arm's length?
It's not enough for only Old Lady Fu to like her now; Zhao Baoqi also needs to stand by her side to increase her bargaining power.
Zhao Baoqi had no idea that Song Tianxue had labeled this cheerful little girl as a fool and a timid brat...
She excitedly pulled Xia Mian towards the elevator, and the two girls returned to their room.
Zhao Baoqi rushed into Xia Mian's walk-in closet and picked out a brand new set of pajamas. "This set is beautiful. It has little cherries on it, which is my favorite!"
Xia Mian shook her head helplessly, "Bao Qi, your walk-in closet is no smaller than mine."
I don't know what's wrong with her, but every time I insist on sleeping with her, I come over and steal one of her pajamas.
“It’s different!” Zhao Baoqi tore off the tag from the pajamas, put them on, and even twirled around proudly. “My pajamas are all old, and I can’t bear to buy new ones for myself.”
Xia Mian's pajamas are all from high-end brands, some even limited editions that are impossible to get.
Big brother really spoils Mianmian... All of this was prepared by big brother.
Zhao Baoqi rushed into the bathroom to take a shower, and Xia Mian finally had a chance to comfort Fu Yanshen, who was holding back his anger in the next bedroom.
She secretly went to the balcony and called the man.
Standing on the balcony, she could clearly hear the man next door's phone ringing, but he just wouldn't answer it.
Are you really angry?
Xia Mian called again, but still no one answered.
She looked at the two adjacent balconies, made a rough estimate, and was just about to try to jump over them when...
The balcony door was suddenly pushed open, and a man walked out holding his phone.
Xia Mian was startled and stared at Fu Yanshen with wide eyes.
The man's face was extremely pale, and a tense atmosphere permeated his entire being.
Upon seeing her, he arrogantly turned his handsome face away, his whole demeanor gloomy, hidden in the darkness of the balcony.
Xia Mian leaned closer and coaxed him softly, "Oh, don't be angry. I didn't know Bao Qi wanted to stay! You heard it and saw it too, it wasn't me who invited her."
The girl's voice was soft, sweet, and delicate, like an ice cream cake that was about to melt on a summer evening.
He had been feeling a bit depressed, but upon hearing her soft, sweet voice, that pent-up frustration and restlessness suddenly vanished.
Fu Yanshen sighed heavily, his eyes filled with helplessness mixed with a hint of doting, and he reached out his large hand to pinch her cheek.
"Baoqi is so clueless."
That 50,000 yuan from earlier in the day was wasted!
"She didn't know we were going to... play cat games tonight!" Xia Mian immediately defended her best friend, "Ignorance is no excuse."
Upon hearing the implication in her words, the man's heart, which had softened, hardened again. His face darkened, and he stood against the light on the dark balcony, exuding a sinister aura and dampness.
The sound was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"As expected, Zhao Baoqi is the most important person in your heart."
"Huh?" Xia Mian was very puzzled. "Bao Qi is your sister. She's a girl. You're even jealous of your own sister?"
This is absolutely outrageous.
Fu Yanshen remained silent.
Not to mention Zhao Baoqi, he was displeased and unhappy with anyone or anything that tried to steal Xia Mian's attention.
They wished they could sweep away all the obstacles that attracted their attention.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Xia Mian grabbed his big hand, looked up at him with her little face, and said, "Kiss, kiss and don't be angry."
She tiptoed and kissed the man on the cheek.
Fu Yanshen frowned. "That's it?"
"I've already kissed you, what more do you want from me?" Xia Mian was shocked.
"This isn't a kiss, it's a cheek touch." The man raised his hand and pinched her chin. Before she could react, Fu Yanshen had already cupped her cheeks with both hands and kissed her passionately.
Thin lips traced a breathtaking line on the girl's red lips.
The girl in his arms whimpered involuntarily, making his blood boil. Like the sweetest wine, the sweet juice wafted with a strong attraction, tempting him to suckle wildly.
The girl exuded a delicate, orchid-like fragrance. She was clearly very innocent-looking, but just one glance from her was enough to drive him crazy, as if she had bewitched his soul.
"Mianmian?"
Suddenly! Zhao Baoqi's voice came.
Xia Mian was startled and quickly pushed him away.
The man groaned and withdrew his lips and tongue in pain.
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