Chapter 127: Brother still has the energy to wash clothes?

Fu Yian was almost smoking.

He recalled the things he had done at home, and with a last glimmer of hope he asked, "Did Auntie clean the kitchen that time, too?"

Yu Cheng seemed to be thinking about it, and said softly, "Yes, brother."

"The apron was hung on the courier by the aunt after she took it apart."

Fu Yian only regretted that he had ears so that he could not faint immediately after hearing these words.

He clenched his fist, pinched Yu Cheng's arm tightly, and said word by word: "From now on, I will collect it!"

Yu Cheng let Fu Yi'an grab his wrist, leaving deep marks, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He took Fu Yi'an back to the living room and went upstairs. He walked to a specially arranged laundry room at the deepest part and skillfully put the clothes in his arms into it.

"My brother's suit jacket is custom-made and cannot be machine washed. It will probably be unrecoverable after one night."

"I'm sorry, brother. I didn't have time to sort out last night. I will order new clothes for you."

Fu Yian already knew the outcome when he saw the wrinkled suit, so he did not pursue the matter.

Not only coats, but shirts should also be hand washed.

Yu Cheng skillfully took some water and washed the underwear that was too ugly to look at first.

Fu Yian stood aside, watching Yu Cheng busying himself, feeling a little helpless.

He wanted to help, but he knew that if he went over there, he would only make things worse and could only watch Yu Cheng wash the clothes skillfully.

He watched Yu Cheng spread his shirt out on the table and clean the stains on the corners of his clothes with bottles and jars that he couldn't understand.

Fu Yian observed carefully, just wanting to remember these steps in his mind so that he would be able to handle them in the future.

Yu Cheng finished all these skillfully, and when he looked up, he met Fu Yian's serious eyes. He didn't need to look any further to know what Fu Yian was thinking.

A smile appeared on his lips, and after wiping his hands, he waved them in front of Fu Yian.

"Brother, you're not really studying, are you?"

Fu Yian raised his eyes.

Yu Cheng narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face was brighter than the sunlight outside the window for a moment.

"Why is my brother so adorably stupid when it comes to this kind of thing?"

Fu Yian reacted immediately, realizing that Yu Cheng was teasing him on purpose, and opened his lips.

"you……"

Yu Cheng took Fu Yi'an's hand which was beside him and kissed it on his lips.

"Brother, just use your hands to hold the pen."

"Leave the rest to me."

Fu Yian was still a little embarrassed about being teased, but the moment he heard Yu Cheng's words, the annoyance instantly disappeared, leaving only the blushing embarrassment.

He avoided Yu Cheng's passionate and straightforward gaze, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the wall with intricate patterns.

"You don't have to work so hard..."

“…I can wash it, too.”

Fu Yian's voice was very low.

Yu Cheng poked the waist of the person in front of him and raised his voice slightly: "Brother, do you still have the energy to wash clothes after you finish?"

Fu Yian immediately glared at Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng had already developed a thick skin, and he could not feel Fu Yian's glare at all.

He put his arms around Fu Yi'an's waist and took him out of the laundry room.

Fu Yian turned around and saw the maid standing at the other end of the corridor. He suddenly remembered what had made him angry before and glared at Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng immediately excused himself: "I have nothing to do with her."

"She is an employee of Wansheng, and Jiao Xian is in charge of employee management."

"I asked her to come over only because my brother looked at her a little too much last time and I was jealous. I wanted to know what was so special about her."

Yu Cheng's words were straightforward, and his pair of black eyes were crystal clear, reflecting only the figure of Fu Yian, which made the anger that had almost dissipated in his heart disappear completely.

Yu Cheng noticed his change and moved closer to Fu Yian: "Brother, you expressed your concern and made me happy."

"I know my brother cares about me the most."

Fu Yian tilted his head and coughed lightly.

Yu Cheng changed the subject: "So why did brother look at her more?"

"Is she different in some way?"

Fu Yian paused and glanced at Yu Cheng with a cold gaze, making Yu Cheng's scalp tighten.

"You praised the scar on her neck as looking like a butterfly and beautiful."

Fu Yian's voice was calm.

Then he pushed away the hand on his waist and went to find the study room here.

Yu Cheng stood there in a daze.

He touched his chin with his fingertips and murmured:

"No..."

He didn't even care where the scars were on the woman's body.

How could someone say something like that?

Could it be that my brother had a dream?

Are you angry and jealous because you dreamed that he praised others?

So cute?

Yu Cheng's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had found the answer.

He took a step forward and was about to chase after Fu Yian who had already walked away, but was interrupted by a female voice.

"Boss, the clothes here..."

Yu Cheng frowned and looked at the woman standing outside the laundry room with her head lowered. Only then did he notice the ugly scar on her neck.

"Just leave the clothes there."

Yu Cheng looked at him and hesitated for a moment.

The woman in front of him almost lowered her head to her chest, not wanting to do this hard job on the second floor at all.

Yu Cheng walked back to the laundry room and suddenly stopped when passing by her.

"Find some time to remove the scar on your neck. It affects the company's image."

Eden looked up, somewhat surprised.

"But boss, I have no money."

If she had money, she would never have let this scar follow her forever!

Yu Cheng said calmly: "It's okay, use our own doctor, I will tell C."

He then went into the laundry room, leaving Eden standing outside alone.

She touched her neck. She didn't know what was wrong with her boss. He had never cared about their appearance in the past few years, but now he suddenly said it affected their image.

But it's great to be able to remove it without spending any money.

I can save all of this year's year-end bonus to pay for Edan's medical treatment.

A smile appeared on Eden's face.

*

There are too many houses here, and Fu Yian took a long time to find the location of the study.

When you open the door, you can smell an indescribable woody scent.

Fu Yian looked at the study room that connected the two floors, walked to the wall and took a book down.

Printing was discovered in the last century.

The three walls of this study are filled with various books.

The value of this room alone is inestimable.

Fu Yian put the book back and walked to the table in the middle.

The desk was empty; no one had ever worked here.

A brand new laptop, which Yu Cheng should have just prepared a few days ago.

Fu Yian is just used to finding a quiet place to handle his work.

He didn't use his computer, he just turned on his cell phone.

In just one day, his list of unread messages was already full.

After quickly scanning and responding to various more urgent matters, Fu Yian looked at the only remaining red dot.

He clicked on the dialog box marked with the name "Mother".

"An'an is in England. Do you want to come and meet your mother?"