Chapter 52 My brother seems to be leaving
Gu Liu replied immediately.
"628... (Automatic reply meow~o( =∩ω∩= )m)"
Fu Yian didn’t quite understand how WeChat automatically replied. Looking at the emoticon at the end, he just thought it was a euphemism for doing business.
He transferred 880,000 yuan to Gu Liukari.
He turned around and asked Gu Liu: "Can I ask the divination I gave you myself?"
After sending the message, Fu Yian pinched his brows.
He felt that he was really out of his mind to believe such things.
Without waiting for Gu Liu's reply, Fu Yian put the phone in his pocket and went downstairs.
When passing by the secretary's office, Fu Yian glanced at Meng Qingqing's desk which had been empty for a long time.
So, has Yu Cheng really already met many female protagonists just like in the plot?
Thinking of that night in Italy, Fu Yian suddenly felt a little disgusted.
Fu Yian took the elevator downstairs. Just when he reached the floor below, the elevator door opened and a person who couldn't be more familiar appeared in front of him.
Yu Cheng's breathing was a little heavy, obviously he ran towards the elevator after getting off the bus.
He took a step forward, blocking Fu Yi'an in the elevator. His shadow loomed in front of Fu Yi'an, and his breath was filled with the scent of Yu Cheng.
"elder brother."
Fu Yian turned his head away and didn't look him in the eye.
Yu Cheng raised his hand and clamped Fu Yi'an's chin, forcing Fu Yi'an to look at him.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Yian frowned.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with Yu Cheng's actions before, but now he just felt deeply offended.
He even thought these hands, which might have touched other women, were disgusting.
Fu Yian took a step back and broke free from Yu Cheng's restraint: "Nothing."
His hand suddenly fell empty, and Yu Cheng's heart suddenly panicked, and he quickly grabbed Fu Yian's wrist.
"Brother, have you met Huo Ji?"
Yu Cheng's hands were very strong, causing Fu Yian's wrist to hurt.
There seemed to be a thick layer of frost between his brows.
"no."
Yu Cheng didn't believe it, but Fu Yian took a step forward, broke free from Yu Cheng's wrist and got out of the elevator.
Yu Cheng was stunned.
He stood there, looking at Fu Yian's back, and the panic in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
It seems my brother is leaving.
This thought grew bigger and bigger in Yu Cheng's mind.
It almost drowned Yu Cheng's little bit of rationality.
He didn't know what happened.
He was clearly fine when he left in the afternoon.
Yu Cheng's eyes became increasingly gloomy.
Who did my brother meet?
What exactly happened?
He must know it all.
*
It was not until Fu Yian had walked out of the elevator for a long time that he heard nothing from Yu Cheng.
The fingers at my side moved.
My wrist still hurts a bit.
Pinched by Yu Cheng.
Didn't catch up.
Don't you want to act anymore?
Even if he didn't act at the beginning, he obviously wouldn't say anything.
Fu Yian was thinking randomly.
After walking a few more steps, he couldn't help but look back.
Yu Cheng stood in front of the elevator door with his head lowered.
The black hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, so Fu Yian couldn't see his expression.
Like an abandoned puppy.
Fu Yian finally reacted. It seemed that he had never been so cold to Yu Cheng before.
Looking at Yu Cheng standing there, the irritability in my heart dissipated unconsciously.
His voice was very light. "What are you doing standing there?"
Yu Cheng raised his eyes suddenly.
Fu Yian met his eyes.
Become famous all over the world.
Very aggrieved.
Fu Yian couldn't figure out what Yu Cheng was trying to do.
After the two men stared at each other for a while, Fu Yian was finally defeated.
He extended his hand toward Yu Cheng.
"Come here."
Yu Cheng finally walked towards him.
Fu Yian looked at Yu Cheng holding his hand, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and took Yu Cheng to the front of the car.
His driver was already waiting inside.
Not far away was the car driven by Yu Cheng.
"Come back with me. I'll let Yan Qi drive the car back tomorrow."
Yu Chengjin followed Fu Yian into the car.
He lowered his head, his eyes dark.
This feeling of being out of control put Yu Cheng on the brink of distortion.
He didn't understand why his brother was suddenly angry with him.
But fortunately, he still has a chance.
At least his brother didn't abandon him completely.
Yu Cheng recalled the look on his face when he watched Fu Yi'an's back walking away just now, and he involuntarily increased the strength of his grip on Fu Yi'an's hand.
He would never allow Fu Yi'an to leave his side.
There was a sudden pain on the back of my hand.
Yu Cheng raised his eyes.
Fu Yian mercilessly hit the back of Yu Cheng's hand that was holding his.
"Be gentle."
Yu Cheng relaxed for a moment, then clenched again.
"don't want."
Fu Yian looked at the red mark on the back of Yu Chengguang's hand, and his heart softened for a moment.
I simply looked away and ignored the hand.
"If I let go, will my brother leave alone?"
Fu Yian didn't say anything.
There was silence inside the car.
Yu Chengjin stared at Fu Yian's profile, and the expression in his eyes gradually became distorted.
He could not see a trace of emotion in those light-colored eyes.
Yu Cheng could hardly suppress the anger in his heart.
"elder brother."
He shouted.
Fu Yian turned to look at him.
He suddenly spoke.
"Yu Cheng, what do you want most?"
Yu Cheng was stunned.
There was no answer for a long time.
What does he want most?
When he was very young, he watched the Yu family become extremely wealthy, and watched Yu Yan occasionally come to the backyard to visit his sons who lived there as if giving alms.
He wants his parents' love.
Later, he was abandoned by his mother, tortured by other illegitimate children, and pinned to death in a bathtub.
He wants power.
He wants to control the life and death of others instead of being a useless waste.
Later, he understood more and more.
All that was left in his heart was a desire for money and power.
He wanted to indulge, to squander, and to take revenge on all those who had ever oppressed him.
These are too simple.
He didn't even have to put in much effort to do it.
And these are no longer what Yu Cheng really wants.
He met the person he really wanted.
He wants Fu Yi'an.
That was the only different person he had ever met in his life.
He would hold his own hand and correct his messy handwriting stroke by stroke.
I would also tell him stories he had never heard before on countless nights after working overtime.
Yu Cheng had never felt this kind of feeling of being held in the palm of someone's hand.
He will definitely keep Fu Yian firmly in his hands.
Yu Cheng lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Fu Yian didn't force him.
*
I returned home in silence all the way.
Fu Yian changed his shoes and walked into the living room. He turned around and saw the dinner neatly placed on the dining table.
It looks like they were all made by Yu Cheng himself.
Fu Yian didn't understand why Yu Cheng would go to such lengths.
Yu Cheng was like a helpless child.
"Brother, the food is a little cold. I'll go heat it up."
He picked up the plates on the table and walked towards the kitchen.
Fu Yian's eyes were complicated.