Fu Jingfan's gaze fell on Su Huaiming's upturned hair—swaying back and forth with Su Huaiming's movements, it had a fluffy texture.
Under Su Huaiming's disapproving gaze, Fu Jingfan raised his hand and ruffled Su Huaiming's hair, his expression as serious as ever, as if he wasn't the one doing it. "It was my oversight. I'll go find it for you right away."
After saying that, Fu Jingfan turned and walked out of the bedroom to ask the nanny.
After hearing Fu Jingfan's request, the nanny was stunned for a full three or four seconds before she suddenly came to her senses and started rummaging through the cabinet.
Fu Xiaoxiao is past the age of needing plastic ducklings to bathe with her, but the nanny was very thoughtful and had bought plastic ducklings beforehand and put them in the cabinet just in case.
Unexpectedly, Fu Xiaoxiao didn't need it, but her 20-something-year-old stepfather needed a little duck to accompany him during bath time.
The nanny quickly brought over the ducklings. Fu Jingfan nodded slightly, without explaining further, and took them back to his bedroom.
Su Huaiming's eyes lit up when he saw the little duck, and he immediately returned to the bathroom without even glancing at Fu Jingfan.
Fu Jingfan stared at the closed bathroom door, crossed his arms, and leaned against the doorframe, keeping a close eye on what was happening inside.
Su Huaiming only drank two bottles of alcoholic beverages, with an alcohol concentration so low as to be negligible. He did not show any signs of unconsciousness, but he was prone to falling asleep while taking a bath. If an accident were to occur, he could stand guard at the door and notice it in time.
Fu Jingfan would knock on the door every five minutes, and Su Huaiming was not annoyed. Instead, he treated it as a game and responded by splashing the water twice.
But when Fu Jingfan knocked on the door for the third time, there was no response from inside.
Fu Jingfan frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing in there? May I come in?"
"Okay." Su Huaiming's voice sounded a little muffled, as if it had been soaked in water, with a soft and gentle quality.
Fu Jingfan then pushed open the door.
The air was humid and hot, and the bathroom seemed to be shrouded in a hazy dream, filled with white steam that blurred the outlines of objects.
The floor was covered in water, and the mirror was fogged up so that no one could see their reflection. Su Huaiming stood in the corner, water dripping from his hair, the droplets slowly sliding down his neck and wetting the collar of his bathrobe.
Su Huaiming didn't turn around to look at Fu Jingfan; he was looking down, as if he was fiddling with something.
Fu Jingfan's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He loosened his collar, then slowly walked over and stood behind Su Huaiming, asking, "What's wrong?"
Su Huaiming's voice was tinged with helplessness, "What should I do? I can't tie the strap."
Seeing the change of clothes neatly placed beside him, Fu Jingfan guessed that Su Huaiming was not wearing anything except a bathrobe.
Perhaps it was because the bathroom was too stuffy, but his breathing became a little rapid. Fu Jingfan stared intently at Su Huaiming, his eyes growing increasingly dark.
Su Huaiming fiddled with the two straps for a long time but couldn't tie them. Frustrated, he looked up at Fu Jingfan and asked for help.
Her eyes were misty with tears, and the steam had brought out a red blush on the tip of her nose and the corners of her eyes. There were still traces of water on her face, like tears sliding down and disappearing along her jawline.
Fu Jingfan's gaze followed the water droplets, tracing Su Huaiming's features, and finally settling on his soft lips.
Seeing that Fu Jingfan did not respond, Su Huaiming pursed his lips and urged again, "Help me."
Fu Jingfan then came to his senses. He lowered his gaze, concealing the turbulent emotions churning within.
He stood behind Su Huaiming, his eyes fixed on the empty space in front of him. His fingers neatly grasped the front of the pajamas and pulled them forward before tying the straps for Su Huaiming. He didn't touch an inch of Su Huaiming's skin the entire time.
After fastening his bathrobe, Fu Jingfan continued, "Dry your hair before you sleep."
Su Huaiming nodded and obediently sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Fu Jingfan to blow-dry his hair.
This was the first time Fu Jingfan had ever served someone. He glanced helplessly at Su Huaiming, the drunkard, and resignedly went to get the hairdryer.
Su Huaiming sat like a primary school student, with his hands neatly placed on his knees, looking very cooperative.
Fu Jingfan ran his fingers through Su Huaiming's wet hair, his movements careful, as if afraid of hurting him.
Su Huaiming was initially very cooperative, but he had just taken a hot bath, and the hot air from the bath caused the accumulated fatigue in his body to slowly creep up, making his eyelids heavier and heavier, and he swayed from side to side with sleepiness.
Having no other choice, Fu Jingfan took a step forward, using his body to support Su Huaiming, and continued to blow-dry his hair.
By the time Fu Jingfan put down the hairdryer, Su Huaiming was already fast asleep.
He was still sitting on the bed, his head resting against Fu Jingfan's lower abdomen, his weight completely on top of her, his breathing shallow, his sleeping face peaceful.
Fu Jingfan knew that if he moved, Su Huaiming would fall forward, so he remained in the same position, awkwardly bent down, and put his arms under Su Huaiming's knees to pick him up.
Su Huaiming slept soundly and didn't wake up at all. When Fu Jingfan put him down, he subconsciously rubbed his face against the pillow and didn't make any other movements.
Fu Jingfan covered Su Huaiming with the other half of the blanket. He originally wanted to go to the guest room to sleep, but thinking that Su Huaiming was too drunk to be conscious and needed someone to stay by his side, he simply took another blanket and lay down next to Su Huaiming.
Su Huaiming was restless and agitated when drunk, but he was very quiet when he fell asleep.
When Fu Jingfan woke up in the morning, he saw Su Huaiming lying obediently on the other side, barely changing his position, still fast asleep.
Fu Jingfan didn't disturb him and quietly left the room.
After having breakfast, he gave the housekeeper a few instructions before heading out to work.
About two hours later, the bedroom door opened, Su Huaiming came out after changing his clothes.
The butler rushed to greet Su Huaiming and asked, "Sir, you got drunk last night and fell asleep without drinking any hangover soup. Do you have a headache now?"
Su Huaiming shook his head, looking completely bewildered. "What? I was drunk last night?"
The housekeeper paused for a few seconds, then said, "Yes, Mr. Fu brought you back, saying you were drunk and asked me to make some hangover soup."
Su Huaiming rubbed his temples, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked on as if he were seriously recalling something.
The butler asked at the opportune moment, "How did Mr. Su get drunk?"
After a full half minute, Su Huaiming shook his head. "I don't remember. I only remember that we went to buy pastries, and then my mind went blank. I can't remember anything."
The butler nodded thoughtfully. "Then you must have blacked out. It's nothing to worry about; some people black out when they're drunk."
Su Huaiming seemed to have been enlightened, and exclaimed in sudden realization, "It seems I really have blacked out."
The housekeeper stopped dwelling on the topic and turned to prepare breakfast for Su Huaiming.
Su Huaiming was sitting at the dining table, about to pick up Custard Bun to take a bite, when he saw Fu Xiaoxiao come out of the room.
Upon seeing Su Huaiming, Fu Xiaoxiao's expression turned strange. She paused for a moment, then abruptly ran back to her room.
Su Huaiming stared at his retreating figure, puzzled. Less than half a minute later, Fu Xiaoxiao ran out again and said, "You wanted my Dinosaur Tail last night. Here you go."
Su Huaiming: "..."
Su Huaiming: "..."
Su Huaiming: "..."
Upon hearing this, he suddenly recalled the scene of calling Fu Xiaoxiao" Big Brother" last night, his breath caught in his throat, and he almost fainted.
Just one night later, Fu Xiaoxiao acted like a responsible older brother, being very generous to her younger brother. Seeing that Su Huaiming didn't take it, she pushed the Dinosaur Tail forward again, saying, "Here you go, didn't you want it?"
Su Huaiming: "..." Help, help me!
His lips twitched twice, his expression froze, and he didn't know how to respond.
If he continues to feign amnesia, Fu Xiaoxiao will definitely be very dissatisfied and bring up last night's events again. But if he takes over directly, it's tantamount to admitting that he's Fu Xiaoxiao's underling!
Su Huaiming's brain had never worked so fast before; his CPU was practically burning out, but he still couldn't come up with a solution that satisfied both sides.
Fu Xiaoxiao pouted in confusion and waved her hand in front of Su Huaiming's eyes, not understanding why he would suddenly play the "statue" game with her.
Su Huaiming then came to his senses and saw the butler rushing over. In his haste, he grabbed the dinosaur pajamas, put them aside, picked up Custard Bun, took a bite, and pretended that nothing had happened.
The butler didn't suspect anything, and left after putting down the plate.
When Fu Xiaoxiao saw that Su Huaiming had taken the dinosaur costume, she felt that she had done a perfect job as the eldest brother. She was so proud that her tail was practically wagging in the air, and she became so self-absorbed that she didn't mention the incident from last night again. Only then did Su Huaiming breathe a sigh of relief.
He took a sip of plain porridge, his head lowering further and further down, as if he wanted to bury his face in it.
Oh dear, how can he ever face anyone again!
Su Huaiming wished he had no memory of the events, but he clearly remembered every detail of last night.
He did so many embarrassing things yesterday. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether "getting drunk from alcoholic beverages" or "crying on the street and accusing Fu Jingfan of being unfaithful" was more shameful... Dancing with a dog on the street, calling Fu Xiaoxiao" brother," and wanting a little duck to sleep were also quite shocking, and it was hard to say which was more embarrassing...
The more Su Huaiming thought about it, the more he wanted to die. His blood rushed to his head, his brain felt hot and congested, and the tips of his ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
If I had known he would turn out like this when he was drunk, I would never have touched those two bottles of alcohol!
Thinking this, Su Huaiming grabbed two Custard Buns and ate them in big bites, trying to stuff himself to death so he wouldn't have to face this terrible world.
He's sorry for being born a human being ╥╥
Su Huaiming didn't manage to stuff himself to death. After finishing his meal, he sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. He hadn't yet recovered from the shame, his face turning pale and then red. After a while, he started banging his head against the soft pillow.
Having witnessed this scene several times, Fu Xiaoxiao was deeply worried about his stepfather's mental state. As the eldest brother, he readily brought his favorite toy and shared it with Su Huaiming, hoping to cheer him up.
When Su Huaiming saw Fu Xiaoxiao, he couldn't help but think of yesterday's scene. He grabbed his toys and fled into the bedroom, where he squatted in a corner and became withdrawn, not even coming out for lunch.
Su Huaiming didn't want to see anyone, but Fu Xiaoxiao came to see him several times, bringing all sorts of gifts, trying to show her brotherly care.
The more he acted this way, the more ashamed Su Huaiming felt. His ability to bear it had exceeded its limit, and he was barely hanging on by a thread.
Just then, Su Huaiming received a call from Fu Jingfan.
He hesitated for a few seconds, realizing that if he was pretending to have a blackout, he would have no reason not to answer Fu Jingfan's call.
If Fu Jingfan finds he can't get through on the phone and then goes to ask the housekeeper and the others, it will not only arouse suspicion, but also make the situation worse.
With no other option, Su Huaiming resigned himself to answering Fu Jingfan's call.
Fu Jingfan's voice remained as deep and magnetic as ever, devoid of any discernible emotion. "How are you feeling? Is there anything wrong with your body?"
Su Huaiming shook his head and said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "It's nothing."
Fu Jingfan gave a low "hmm".
Su Huaiming felt guilty and was uncontrollably nervous, but Fu Jingfan didn't mention yesterday's incident. Instead, he asked, "When are you going to record a variety show?"
Su Huaiming's thoughts were diverted, and he felt a little relieved. "The day after tomorrow."
Thinking of this, Su Huaiming couldn't wait any longer.
He wasn't opposed to recording variety shows, but he was too lazy to do it. In the past, he would always be a little reluctant before recording a variety show, but this time he was very happy and couldn't wait to go to record the show so that he could escape to another city and not have to face these things anymore.
Fu Jingfan paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you free this afternoon?"
"Available."
"Could you come to the company?"
Su Huaiming was taken aback. "You want me to go to the Fu Group?"