Xiao Ci, You Don't Want to Be... (19)

Fu Yang has been sent abroad for two weeks now.

For two whole weeks, besides the chaotic meetings during the day, he even had to work overtime at night. He might hold a nominal position abroad, but Fu Qingxiao still had to handle most of the social interactions himself.

For example, this business trip was clearly Fu Qingxiao's job.

It seems the other party even put aside their work for Xue Ci.

But why push it onto him?

Fu Yang was constantly irritable, and he only managed to keep going by texting and video chatting with Xue Ci at night. Finally, he arrived abroad, and Xue Ci, seeing how hard he had worked, offered to pick him up at the airport.

He even went to the restroom to tidy his clothes and hair after getting off the plane. But the driver told him that Xue Ci was at home taking care of the sick Fu Qingxiao and couldn't come to pick him up.

Fu Yang almost smashed the car on the spot.

What kind of illness has to wait until this time to manifest?

In the past, he would have definitely smashed the car, but after being with Xue Ci, he became much more restrained and peaceful. He suppressed his temper and endured it, thinking that he would see Xue Ci in less than an hour.

After getting in the car, the driver handed over the cookies. "Mr. Fu specially prepared these for you."

Fu Yang was lazy and didn't intend to open it.

His gaze swept over the wrapping paper.

It was a very delicate and cute paper bag; you could tell at a glance that it wasn't made by that stubborn old man, Fu Qingxiao.

--It must have been Xue Ci who prepared it for him because she was worried about him having a hard time on the plane.

Fu Yang's lips curled up slightly as he carefully opened the packaging. After seeing the animal-shaped cookies inside, he was almost certain that Xue Ci had bought them for him.

Her lips were turned up so high they couldn't stop.

Fu Yang took out a puppy-shaped one from inside and popped it into his mouth.

?

When he tasted bitterness in his mouth, he thought it was because he had been eating white food for two weeks and had messed up his sense of taste.

Does that mean dog-shaped things are bitter?

Fu Yang, seemingly skeptical, found another one shaped like a kitten.

It's still bitter.

What kind of cookie tastes like this?

Xue Ci cares for him so much, she would never do this to him. It must have been an old man who was jealous and switched the items.

Fu Yang finally lost his temper and called Fu Qingxiao. After a sarcastic remark, the other party hung up without offering any explanation.

Fu Yang dialed a second time, and this time he immediately turned off the phone.

His handsome face contorted into a grotesque expression. Thinking of seeing Xue Ci soon, he stopped worrying. However, once they arrived at the villa, Xue Ci's attitude towards him seemed to turn cold.

They won't even let me hug them.

After so many days apart, Xue Ci looked radiant and healthy, with rosy cheeks, and she was incredibly attractive.

He wanted nothing more than to take a bite out of it.

Ke Xue Ci seemed much colder than when they chatted online. She only greeted him briefly and wasn't too happy to see the gift he bought. After putting the gift away, she curled up on the sofa to watch TV, her little face sullen. Fu Qingxiao sat on the carpet next to her, occasionally stuffing fruit into her mouth.

Her two calves barely touched the carpet.

Fu Yang stared at Xue Ci's rounded toes, his Adam's apple bobbing. He took off his coat and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.

Even with his busy schedule, he still makes time to exercise and get his body stronger.

Unfortunately, Xue Ci didn't look at him; she just stared listlessly at the TV.

He didn't look very happy.

Fu Yang was inwardly agitated and frustrated, but outwardly he pretended to be calm, clearing his throat in a mocking manner. "What's wrong? Who upset you?"

"His face was downcast."

He was fine when he didn't speak, but when he did, Xue Ci's face drooped even more.

"Nothing."

Xue Ci buried her face in the cushion, her nose red, and her voice muffled and wet.

Fu Yang felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, his mind filled with the thought of pinching her cheeks. And of course, he did just that.

Unfortunately, Xue Ci dodged it as soon as they made contact.

Fu Qingxiao glanced at Fu Yang indifferently.

His expression made it clear – don't lay a hand on his wife.

Xue Ci frowned her pretty brows. "Did you wash your hands?"

"I've already washed," Fu Yang said proactively. "I was about to hug you as soon as I got back, of course I washed."

Seeing that his hints didn't elicit a response from Xue Ci, he continued, "Didn't you say you'd let me hug you when you came back?"

Two days ago, Fu Yang said on WeChat that he was going back to China, saying that it had been a long time since they had seen each other, how hard he had suffered abroad, and that he wanted to be hugged when he got back.

Xue Ci couldn't resist the other party's persistent pestering and finally agreed.

But for Fu Yang to say it in front of Fu Qingxiao at this moment would be like publicly cuckolding him.

Xue Ci felt increasingly embarrassed and finally couldn't help but kick him.

Fu Yang finally felt relieved; his annoyance vanished, and he sat quietly next to Xue Ci, watching TV.

About half an hour later, Xue Ci suddenly got up.

Fu Yang watched his every move and got up as well. "Where are you going?"

Xue Ci: "Go pick up Zhouxuan, his tutoring class is about to end."

If you don't have time to pick him up, why do you have time to pick up Fu Zhouxuan?

Fu Yang's expression immediately turned cold.

Just then, Fu Qingxiao received a work call and patted Xue Ci on the shoulder, "It's cold outside, wear more clothes."

Xue Ci hummed in agreement and went upstairs in her soft slippers.

That back view looked so inviting, it almost begged for a kiss.

*

Xue Ci picks someone up, she usually just waits in the car, and at most takes a short walk around the school area.

Therefore, you don't need to wear such thick clothes.

He took a down jacket and a sweater from the closet, and just as he took off his jacket, the door was pushed open from the outside. He glanced at them, frowned, and said, "I'm changing..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yang not only didn't leave, but also locked the door.

The click of the door locking made Xue Ci feel uneasy.

The man's approach was very intimidating. Xue Ci's upper body was still bare, exuding a strong sense of danger. He braced himself and picked up a long-sleeved shirt, about to put it on, when the other man grabbed his wrist.

The more you try to cover something up, the less you can actually cover it up.

The man saw all the pink on her chest.

Fu Yang swallowed hard, struggling to look away, and raised a hand to pinch Xue Ci's cheek. "You have a husband at home, so you don't need a husband outside?"

Xue Ci: "?"

He thinks Fu Yang came back to China on purpose to provoke him!

Xue Ci furious and deliberately said, "I only have one husband, so watch your step and don't lay a finger on me, or I'll get my husband to beat you up."

Fu Yang had only been joking, but he hadn't expected Xue Ci to actually consider Fu Qingxiao her husband. His face quickly turned cold. "What did you say?"

The man looked fierce, but Xue Ci knew he wouldn't dare do anything to her, so she quickly put on her long sleeves. "I have to go pick someone up."

Seeing Xue Ci's droopy eyelashes, Xue Ci Fu Yang leaned over and gave her a heavy kiss on the lips.

Xue Ci was so frightened that she immediately stepped back. "You can't kiss me."

He was still trying to reason with his jealous husband.

As one can imagine, a man consumed by jealousy is irrational. He took two steps forward, lifted Xue Ci onto the table, and pressed his nose hard against her soft, white cheeks.

"Why won't you let me hug you? You need to give me a reason."

"You can't treat me like a dog, hooking me up on WeChat and then acting like you don't know me when we meet, not even letting me touch you."

Do you know how much I've missed you these past few days?

Xue Ci's slippers fell off, and in the struggle, her knee accidentally bumped into Fu Yang's thigh. She was hit by the man's muscles and pulled her leg back in grievance.

As a result, Fu Yang caught him directly.

"If you don't tell me why you're ignoring me, I'll keep kissing you down your thigh until you can't take it anymore and cry."

The man's voice was low and husky, his fingers continued to caress his skin, his breathing became heavy, and his dark eyes stared at him like a swift wild beast.

Xue Ci's shoulders trembled with fright.

She pursed her lips, finally hesitatingly asking, "Have you eaten any cookies?"

Fu Yang narrowed his eyes. "You mean the cookies Fu Qingxiao gave to the driver?"

Xue Ci for a moment, then continued, "You think it's expired?"

Since he didn't know it was him, he wanted to hear the other party's objective evaluation firsthand.

"Hmm, it couldn't be this bitter if it wasn't expired." After Fu Yang finished speaking, seeing Xue Ci's expression become even more aggrieved, he narrowed his eyes, suddenly realized something, and his voice stiffened slightly, "Those cookies... did you make them?"

Xue Ci a muffled "Mmm," her eyes lowered, "I did it for a long time."

Fu Yang was truly embarrassed this time.

No wonder Xue Ci didn't pay much attention to him; she had overheard his conversation with Fu Qingxiao.

"Yes... it's my sense of taste that's the problem. You know, spending too much time abroad can cause all sorts of issues."

Fu Yang coughed, lifted the person off the table, and his fierce, almost murderous aura instantly subsided by half. His tone suddenly became cautious. "It must be my fault."

"Foreign desserts are all sweet, now everything tastes bitter to me."

Xue Ci herself had never tried it before. After hearing Fu Yang's evaluation on the phone, she stood there stunned for a while.

Although Fu Qingxiao kept saying that Fu Yang had a problem with his mouth and that the cookies were delicious, it was impossible for him not to have any doubts about himself.

Unfortunately, he had already put all the food he made in the morning into a bag for Fu Yang, so he hadn't been able to taste it.

"I gave you a big bag, how many pieces did you eat?"

Xue Ci asked him.

Fu Yang coughed. "Two pieces."

"And what about the rest?"

"..."

Fu Yang didn't answer immediately, "What's wrong?"

Xue Ci: "I want to try it. I've made it several times but never tasted it."

Fu Yang: "Has Fu Qingxiao eaten yet?"

"Have eaten."

What did he say?

He said it was delicious.

"..."

Fu Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "Then listen to him. His sense of taste hasn't been attacked."

Xue Ci wasn't that stupid. He could guess that Fu Qingxiao and Fu Zhouxuan were only lying to him to save face for him.

But if that's the case, wouldn't we be constantly eating bitter cookies?

Xue Ci's cheeks flushed red; he felt embarrassed just thinking about it. He had even boasted to 11 that he was a baker in his past life.

"Then your rest is still in the car." Xue Ci pushed him away, jumped off the table, quickly put on her clothes, and ran to the villa entrance without a care.

They sent the driver to pick up Fu Zhouxuan, and in the process, they also found the bag of cookies.

Xue Ci opened it, took a bite, and froze.

It seems that Fu Yang's evaluation of him was fairly objective.

He touched his nose, feeling restless the whole way, while Fu Yang kept sending him messages.

[I was wrong.]

[I'll finish that bag of cookies as soon as you get back, and I'll eat one bag every day from now on.]

[Can I hug you after I finish eating?]

The more Fu Yang said this, the more embarrassed Xue Ci.

It's as if they're bullies.

They forced him to eat such awful food, and he was only allowed to say it was delicious.

He hesitated for a moment, then sent the message: [No need, I'll buy a few bags of cakes on the way back.]

Fu Yang: [Don't buy it.]

Fu Yang: [I'll eat the bag you made.]

Fu Yang: [I just like enduring hardship.]

Xue Ci: "..."

The more you look at these messages together, the more they seem sarcastic.

Xue Ci didn't reply again. After waiting for five minutes, Fu Zhouxuan got on the bus after school. The boy was holding a cup of milk tea, which he probably bought at a shop near the tutoring center.

When she took it, Xue Ci instructed, "You don't need to buy these for me. Keep the money for yourself."

He knew that the money Fu Zhouxuan spent on him was all from scholarships.

"I wanted to buy you these, Brother Xue Ci, you're so good to me." Fu Zhouxuan sat to the side, took off his scarf. The scarf was hand-knitted by Xue Ci, and he wore it every day, treasuring it greatly.

"You even made cookies for me."

Xue Ci: "..."

Xue Ci looked embarrassed, pursed her lips, and lowered her eyes to think for a moment, "Do you think it tastes good?"

"Tasty."

Xue Ci frowned. "But it's very bitter."

Fu Zhouxuan's expression didn't change much as he stared at him. "I just like bitter food. Whatever Brother Xue Ci makes, that's what I like to eat."

Xue Ci paused for a moment, then her cheeks began to burn.

Fu Zhouxuan's sincerity made him feel really bad.

Xue Ci gave up the idea of finding fun in the kitchen. On the way, she bought a few bags of cookies and distributed them to several men at the villa as an apology for playing along with him for the time she had spent in the act.

After realizing that she truly had no talent, Xue Ci was genuinely frustrated for a long time.

The three members of the Fu Family surrounded him on the sofa, offering various reasons to comfort him.

Xue Ci felt a warm glow in her heart from being coaxed, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

He's not sad anymore.

At least they were very considerate.

*

After returning from abroad, Fu Yang went on vacation. Instead of going back to his own villa, he found a guest room at Fu Qingxiao's place to stay.

This wasn't inconvenient for Xue Ci, after all, the villa was so big, and even if Fu Yang was domineering, he wouldn't lay a hand on her without her permission.

The only thing that seems strange is that the heating seems to have gotten warmer lately.

Otherwise, why is everyone wearing less and less clothing?

Especially after taking a shower, she would come out with only a towel wrapped around her lower body, her clothes still wet, and immediately come over to talk to him.

If it were just Fu Yang doing this, it would be one thing, since he's always been afraid of the heat. But even Fu Qingxiao and Fu Zhouxuan looked like this after taking a bath.

Xue Ci began to suspect a problem with the heating system.

He mentioned it to the butler, who examined him for a long time but couldn't find anything wrong. Instead, the butler smiled and said, "Perhaps spring is coming soon."

Xue Ci didn't understand, but he got used to it after a few days.

The progress bar began to stabilize.

The villa was decorated by the housekeeper and several maids, and Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the door.

Compared to previous years, the Fu Family finally had a festive atmosphere for the Chinese New Year; it looked very joyous and lively.

Xue Ci received a call from Song Tanhai while she was preparing to make dumplings; he had changed his number.

Song Tanhai said that his company recently gave him a few days off, so he could finally come back and reunite with his family for the New Year. He said that he had turned over a new leaf and stopped gambling, and that everyone should live a good life together from now on.

Xue Ci told Fu Qingxiao that she was going to spend the New Year with Song Tanhai. Fu Qingxiao didn't say anything, but gave her a red envelope and told her to go home safely and to call him if she encountered any problems.

Even if Xue Ci didn't call, the man would know immediately what had happened to the Song Family.

Just as he was about to leave, Fu Yang returned from outside. Seeing that he was going home, he tried to stop him for ten minutes. In the end, Xue Ci was so bothered by him that she hugged him twice before he finally left.

Of course, Fu Yang also gave him a large red envelope.

Fu Zhouxuan hadn't returned from his tutoring class yet Xue Ci sent him a message saying she was going home for a few days.

He was driven to the door by the Fu Family's driver. When he arrived home, all the lights were already on, and Song Tanhai was in the kitchen preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, looking like he had turned over a new leaf.

Everything was normal during the meal, but after the meal, Song Tanhai couldn't hold back and started trying to get information out of people.

Xue Ci explained her relationship with the Fu Family, just as in the original storyline.

Upon hearing that he had befriended Fu Qingxiao, who was even more powerful than Fu Yang, Song Tanhai immediately began to plot. Under Fu Yang's watchful eye, he hadn't gambled for quite some time, and when he finally got home, he felt like a hundred thousand ants were crawling all over him.

Now that Xue Ci has gotten involved with Fu Qingxiao, the most powerful person in the Fu Family, no matter how much he loses gambling in the future, someone will always be there to bail him out.

Song Tanhai never considered Xue Ci, nor did he ask Fu Qingxiao how he treated Xue Ci, what their relationship was, or what price Xue Ci would have to pay to get the money from Fu Qingxiao.

He didn't ask any of these questions; he only knew that he had the capital to gamble.

Anyway, all that's needed is for Xue Ci to help clean up the mess.

really.

That evening, Song Tanhai put on his coat and hat and went out, lying that he was catching up with some old friends. He gambled all night and came back the next day with bloodshot eyes.

He's always had terrible luck; in a casino, he's a sitting duck. For three days in a row, he not only lost all the wages he'd recently saved, but also incurred hundreds of thousands in debt to the casino.

His eyes turned bloodshot the moment he pressed his fingerprint.

This amount of money is far from enough.

He needs more money.

*

Xue Ci was quite comfortable at home. The Fu Family didn't bother him too much, but they would call him every day to ask when he was going out, as the mall was very lively lately.

Fu Yang even posted a reservation for a restaurant under the stars, saying that couples who make reservations will receive a free room key.

Xue Ci: "?"

Xue Ci brushed it off, but he stayed at home, not daring to slack off, waiting for the crucial plot development.

Finally, on the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year, he received a call from the casino.

There was a lot of static on the other end of the phone. The caller was a middle-aged man with a rough voice, cursing and saying that Song Tanhai owed five million yuan in debt here and that he would cut off his hand if he didn't come.

If you don't come soon, I'll harvest your kidneys and sell them.

Song Tanhai was also wailing on the other end, saying that he had been beaten so badly that there wasn't a single unscathed spot on his body, and begging Xue Ci to bring money to ransom him.

Even though Xue Ci knew the plot, she was still shocked by the enormous amount.

How could someone lose so much money in just a few days?

"Dad was wrong, Dad will definitely change this time, I promise I'll never gamble again!" Song Tanhai vowed earnestly on the other end of the phone, saying every kind word he could think of. "Xiao Ci, please come and save me, please, Dad has raised you for so many years!"

Xue Ci took a deep breath and said with disgust, "But I don't have that much money..."

"If you don't have it, you can ask Fu Qingxiao for it. Didn't he take a liking to you? I heard he even took you to live in his villa." Song Tanhai let out a groan, as if he'd been hit again, and his tone became urgent. "Didn't he give you the card? Bring the card over first, and we'll talk about it when he starts investigating!"

"But there's so much money, there's no way to withdraw it all in one night."

After Xue Ci finished speaking, Song Tanhai said, "Just take out the card, and leave the rest to me... they."

Xue Ci paused, instinctively sensing that something was wrong.

But according to the plot, he needs to deliver money to the other party.

After sending the message to Fu Qingxiao, Xue Ci took her card and went to the location Song Tanhai had mentioned.

There's an ATM nearby, in a very secluded alley.

Xue Ci remained vigilant, carrying a can of pepper spray. From several dozen meters away, he saw Song Tanhai surrounded by a group of people.

When the group saw him, they all tried to approach him.

Xue Ci quickly stepped back. "Only one person can come!"

The group stopped and discussed their plan. Then, a young-looking man with blond hair came over. He was clearly taken aback when he saw Xue Ci.

"How much money is in here? Is it enough for five million?"

Xue Ci handed over the card, deliberately saying, "Only 500,000."

He had barely finished speaking when the group behind him became noisy, "Hey, Mr. Song, this isn't what we agreed on! You promised to give each of us 500,000!"

"Damn it! Are they messing with me?!"

Xue Ci was stunned. No wonder he had lost five million. It turned out that Song Tanhai had deliberately hired a group of people to put on an act, trying to swindle money from him.

Xue Ci never expected Song Tanhai to be even more greedy than she had imagined.

His face immediately turned cold.

Just as the group was turning on each other, the announcement of a successful mission rang out.

Without a second thought, Xue Ci took advantage of the moment when Huang Mao was distracted, snatched the card from his hand, and ran away.

"Damn! He ran off with the card!"

"Chase them quickly!"

A group of people surrounded Xue Ci and ran towards her, but they were stopped by a group of well-trained bodyguards after only a few steps.

Xue Ci was so focused on running towards the main road that he didn't notice that no one was chasing him anymore. He was running so hard that his chest heaved and he was panting heavily when a black minivan pulled up nearby.

It was too dark for him to see the license plate number clearly, so he assumed it was someone from the casino stopping him and quickened his pace.

As soon as the car door opened, a pair of large, adult male hands gently supported his waist.

They lifted the person horizontally and carried them into the car.

A familiar scent wafted over.

Fu Yang, Fu Zhouxuan... and Fu Qingxiao, who was holding him on his lap.

Everyone is...

Xue Ci opened her lips, but didn't know what to say.

Fu Zhouxuan leaned closer, asking worriedly, "Brother Xue Ci, are you alright?"

Xue Ci belatedly shook her head. "It's nothing."

The pepper spray just happened to fall out of his pocket. Fu Yang picked it up, stared at it for a few seconds, and said, "Not too stupid."

He seemed quite interested in the pepper spray. "Do you want to use it now?"

Xue Ci was still shaken and her hands and feet were weak. "Hmm?"

"Should we use it on the guy you're holding on your lap?" Fu Yang asked with a forced smile.

Fu Qingxiao didn't say anything, he just hugged the person tighter.

He nuzzled Xue Ci's face. "Do you want to come back and celebrate the New Year with us?"

*

With Song Tanhai's matter settled, Xue Ci no longer needs to worry about what happens next.

After the Fu Family realized that Xue Ci was completely disappointed in him, they were finally able to send him to prison without any regard for sentimentality.

Embezzling public funds alone is enough to put this gambler in jail for many years.

Everyone felt it was a pity that Xue Ci didn't spend New Year's Eve at the villa, so they cooked a pot of dumplings the night they brought Xue Ci back.

That beautiful face disappeared into the mist, hazy and serene.

Xue Ci glanced at the three people at the table, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up.

After dinner, before the second day of the Lunar New Year had even passed, he took the red envelopes he had bought from the housekeeper and gave one to everyone.

However, Fu Zhouxuan's red envelope had an extra little dog on it.

Those pitiful little dogs lying on the ground.

Fu Zhouxuan stared at it for a long time.

Fu Yang was clearly unhappy and forced Xue Ci to draw one on her red envelope as well.

Xue Ci thought for a moment and then drew a big picture for him.

Fu Yang: "?"

He was very dissatisfied. "Why am I a big shot?"

Xue Ci said guiltily, "Very cute."

Upon hearing "cute, "Fu Yang was no longer unhappy. Staring at his red envelope, he finally showed a satisfied expression.

After drawing the other two, Xue Ci asked Fu Qingxiao, "Could you draw a Border Collie?"

Fu Qingxiao took Xue Ci's hand. "Let's go back to the room and draw."

Xue Ci responded with an "Oh," unaware of the impending danger.

Back in the room, he went to the table and sat down before being picked up.

The man pulled him onto his lap, rested his head on his shoulder, and stared as he drew a puppy.

Xue Ci's painting wasn't very comfortable, mainly because it felt uncomfortable to be pressed against.

He hesitated for a moment, his ears turning red, and whispered, "Don't press against me."

"Baby," Fu Qingxiao's voice was hoarse from his appearance, "Does the message you sent still stand?"

"Wh-what?"

"Say it, do whatever you want with me."

Xue Ci on her word, hesitating for a long while before saying, "We're not married yet."

Such words will only arouse a man's possessiveness.

"I know... we can only do those things after we're married." Fu Qingxiao picked him up, speaking slowly and deliberately, "But, do you want to inspect the goods first?"

Hearing the man's request in her ear, Xue Ci lowered her eyes and turned around in disbelief.

It wasn't Fu Qingxiao.

It was Fu Qingxiao himself.

How could someone make such a request?

Author's Note:

My baby's legs are going to suffer, waaaaah! Both personalities will come out! [poor][poor][poor]

The next update will be at midnight. I'll update whenever I finish writing.