Chapter 69 Is my brother jealous?

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yian pinched the bear's paw on the desk out of habit.

It's also a bit strange that during the days when he was not in the office, the green plants here seemed to look much healthier than when he was here.

The thought flashed through Fu Yian's mind and he didn't think much about it.

In his opinion, Meng Xiaoyuan might have called him because he felt that CY Capital's development prospects were not as good as Fu's.

After all, Meng Qingqing and Yu Cheng seem to get along pretty well.

Meng Xiaoyuan didn't mean to look down on Yu Cheng, but people at their level tend to pay more attention to reality.

After all, as parents, we all want our children to have a better life.

Fu Yian's eyes were cold.

He looked at his contact list and found that there was no contact information for Meng Qingqing.

I forgot my work phone at home.

Fu Yian was about to contact his assistant when the office door was pushed open.

A voice that couldn't be more familiar came: "Brother, why didn't you wait for me to go out this morning?"

"Does my brother not like me anymore?"

Fu Yian looked coldly into Yu Cheng's eyes.

Yu Chengmin sharply read a hint of displeasure in those cold eyes, and the smile on his lips froze.

He didn't know why his brother was in a bad mood, but he didn't seem to have done anything wrong?

Yu Cheng's mind was racing, but before he could figure out the reason, he heard Fu Yi'an's words.

"When will Meng Qingqing come back?"

The gentle expression on Yu Cheng's face suddenly twisted the moment he heard that name.

"Come back?" His tone was suddenly cold.

"Brother, we don't need any help here, why do you want her to come back?"

"Do you want to see her?"

Fu Yian looked at Yu Cheng's obviously resistant expression, and felt inexplicably gloomy.

If it was before, when Yu Cheng only had CY, Fu Yian would still believe that he was short of people.

But if Yu Cheng said now that he was short of manpower, Fu Yian would never believe it.

Fu Yian felt an inexplicable irritation growing in his heart, and the expression on his face became colder and colder.

"Her father wants her to return to work at Fu's, and I plan to ask her opinion."

It is obvious that letting Meng Qingqing and Yu Cheng stay together is the best development at the moment. Maybe it can correct Yu Cheng's inappropriate feelings towards him.

But Fu Yian couldn't explain why he felt so depressed.

However, he had promised Meng Xiaoyuan, so he naturally had to deal with this matter.

Fu Yian suppressed all his strange emotions in his heart and said calmly: "Ask her. If she doesn't agree, I'll contact President Meng again."

Yu Cheng walked to the desk with a bad look on his face. He couldn't control his manic emotions because Fu Yi'an paid attention to others. He sneered and asked back:

"Is it Mr. Meng's request or does my brother want to see her?"

Fu Yian was puzzled: "What did I see her do?"

Yu Cheng couldn't hear a word at this moment. He bent down, clamped Fu Yi'an's chin with one hand, and forced Fu Yi'an to look at him in the eye.

The black eyes that were pure in the past were now full of bias, staring straight at Fu Yian.

Fu Yian was also in a bad mood. He pushed away Yu Cheng's hand that was pinching his chin. You could tell his chin was red without even looking.

He asked coldly, "What about you? Why didn't you let Meng Qingqing come over?"

"Since you said you don't like women and you don't need help, why do you keep her? Shouldn't it be because you want to see her?"

Fu Yian realized what he had said only after he had finished speaking. This impulse, which was completely out of character, made Fu Yian feel a little uncomfortable.

He adjusted his tie and said calmly, "I'll ask my assistant to contact—"

Before he could finish his words, Yu Cheng lowered his head and bit his lips hard.

The powerful tongue pried open Fu Yi'an's lips and teeth, and with the breath of another person, it fiercely occupied his mouth.

Fu Yian pushed him away violently, his voice filled with unprecedented anger: "Yu Cheng!"

He treated Yu Cheng as a relative and the most important person.

He understood Yu Cheng's dependence on him, and tolerated what Yu Cheng did to him.

But seeing that Yu Cheng cared so much about others, Fu Yian didn't want to continue making such a mistake.

Yu Cheng was originally bent over, and after being pushed away by Fu Yian, he lost his balance and bumped into the desk behind him with a dull sound.

Fu Yian couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, but he controlled his temper and didn't look at it any further.

Yu Cheng raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

The cold eyebrows that I had drawn countless times in my heart now contained a hint of anger, and his reflection was reflected in the light eyes.

This was the first time Yu Cheng saw him in Fu Yian's eyes.

My brother is angry with him.

He laughed happily.

Fu Yian didn't know what he was laughing at. Ever since he found out what Yu Cheng had done, this kid has always been neurotic.

All the anger just now disappeared, and Yu Cheng's heart was filled with joy.

"Is my brother jealous?"

He once thought that Fu Yi'an was too cold, not interested in anything, and not having any special emotions.

But at this moment, when he stood in front of Fu Yian's closed heart, he realized that Fu Yian was not completely emotionless.

The heart that seemed to be the coldest and hardest metal in the world now showed a little crack in front of Yu Cheng.

If he just tries again...

Fu Yian looked puzzled, genuinely confused: "Why am I jealous?"

Yu Cheng didn't explain, he just kissed her hard again.

This time he hugged the person in front of him tightly, not giving Fu Yian any chance to struggle. He was so strong that he could integrate the person in front of him into his bones.

It was not until a long time later, when Fu Yian had no strength left from being kissed, that Yu Cheng slowly let him go.

He kissed the transparent silver thread with obvious joy between his brows.

"Brother, I'm so happy."

Fu Yian was still a little confused and didn't understand what Yu Cheng was thinking.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now..."

Yu Cheng hugged Fu Yian clingingly, then carried him to the sofa and put him in his arms.

"I thought my brother cared about that woman..."

"I just want my brother to care about me alone."

"My brother can only be mine."

Yu Cheng's voice was gentle, yet filled with a strong sense of possessiveness.

Fu Yian felt dizzy from his nagging. He was not used to being in such a weak position in Yu Cheng's arms, and he was not prepared to continue to tolerate Yu Cheng like this.

He stood up from Yu Cheng's arms and stood in front of him with a serious expression: "Yu Cheng, I'm not kidding you."

"I don't want you to make the same mistake again."

Yu Cheng's eyes darkened, his voice still gentle: "Wrong?"

"Brother, do you think what I did to you was wrong?"

"So what's right?"

Fu Yian was stunned by his words, and moved his lips: "..."

He was speechless.

Is it right for Yu Cheng to have ambiguous relationships with so many women in the plot?

How could he make a conclusion about Yu Cheng based on the already confusing plot?

Does he really want Yu Cheng to become the cold-blooded and stubborn person who ignores emotions in the plot?

Yu Cheng raised his arm and gently held Fu Yian's hand which was resting on his side.

"Brother, you are the only one who is right to me."

"My brother is the most important person in my heart."

Fu Yi'an tried to explain: "But your feelings for me are not true love."

Yu Cheng blinked.

"If fucking you until you can't get out of bed is not true love, then what do you think is true love?"