Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 219 Fu Shizheng Special: My Pretty Girlfriend Isn't Cute at All

A moment later
Minghua saw the man who had been working with a furrowed brow and dark eyes focused on the contract suddenly put down his pen and closed the cooperation document.

He stood up and walked towards her, standing in front of her with his eyes slightly lowered, exuding a hint of arrogance befitting a chosen one.

"what?"

Minghua looked at Fu Shizheng.

What is this man she tried so hard to win over now?

"take a break."

As Fu Shizheng's cold voice fell.

Next second

The sofa next to him sank, and the man sat down next to Minghua.

Her eyes and brows were tightly closed, and her long, black eyelashes, as black as raven feathers, were quietly shut.

Breathing slowly.

I actually fell asleep just like that.

Minghua's eyes widened.

He reached out and poked Fu Shizheng's face. "Seriously? You're going a bit too far as the male protagonist in this game."

Do you know I came here specifically to mess with you?

It's one thing if he won't show her his abs, but it's another if he never smiles at her.

Now it's even worse, they just sleep with her and leave her aside, isn't that right?

Minghua's cheeks puffed out; she was angry.

Before she could even reach out and poke Fu Shizheng's face, the man with his eyes closed and sharp eyes grabbed her hand and clenched it tightly in his palm.

"Don't make trouble."

Fu Shizheng's voice was low and hoarse, and he really looked like he was exhausted and in dire need of rest.

During this period, Fu worked intensely during the day and remained vigilant in this eerie dream game at night.

He was indeed tired.

I just wanted to lie on the sofa and rest for a bit, but I didn't expect that I would actually close my eyes and fall asleep.

So they didn't notice.

Minghua, who had been sitting on the sofa with him, stood up.

He strolled leisurely to his desk and opened the document that had been making him frown.

Minghua initially thought that Fu Shizheng's love for work was just a setting in the game.

The so-called contract was naturally a blank page, or like some of the short videos she saw, a blank piece of paper with the words "contract" written in big letters was enough.

Unexpectedly, Minghua frowned and scanned the document quickly, revealing it to be a genuine business planning contract.

The various data points are also quite practical.

It looks very real at first glance.

They're just not good enough.

Is Fu Shizheng troubled by this?
Minghua twirled the pen in her fingertips, tilted her head, and looked at the man who was leaning against the sofa not far away, fast asleep with his eyes closed.

never mind!

Although it's just a game, it's okay to spend some time on it.

Minghua spent a full hour on this.

I stared at the terminal for so long that my neck started to ache.

He rubbed his neck, looked at the new plan he had just created, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Fu Shizheng, who was still asleep, before clicking to log off the game.

half an hour later
Fu Shizheng, who was leaning back on the sofa, opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in his ink-black eyes.

I didn't expect that I'm still in a game.

What's even stranger is that every time he woke up in the past, Minghua would quickly appear in front of him right behind him.

He didn't expect that Minghua would actually let him get a good night's sleep and wouldn't bother him at all.

But where is Minghua now?
Fu Shizheng's gaze fell on the extra documents on his desk, and he walked over to the desk with a frown.

At the very top of the document was written a line of neat, small handwriting.

I took care of it for you, no need to thank me too much.

Fu Shizheng's heart skipped a beat, and his heart began to pound slightly. With a certain expectation in his heart, he picked up the document with his right hand, turned to the next page, and skimmed through it.

Sure enough, it was a new document.

It's better than before and more practical.

For Fu Shizheng, it didn't matter if his subordinates didn't do their jobs well; he could just demote them and make them do it again.

If once doesn't work, try twice, three times, four times.

There probably won't be many more follow-ups.

As long as he keeps a cold face, he'll fight back twice.

That's enough to make the subordinates work with trepidation, racking their brains to come up with the best possible version of the document.

But
It seems that Fu Shizheng suddenly became lax in this kind of life.

Suddenly I feel like it's meaningless.

Watching the subordinates diligently submit their work, but the documents they produce never get to the point.

This is not because they didn't work hard enough, but simply because their vision was limited. Therefore, their ideas and solutions could never match what Fu Shizheng wanted.

Fu Shizheng felt a sudden surge of irritation.

And now.

Here at Minghua's place.

The irritability was easily soothed.

His slightly furrowed brows, which had been furrowed with a hint of irritation, relaxed, and his agitated mood was as if a clear spring had slid over it, leaving only a cool and refreshing feeling.

He thought that he and Minghua were perfectly compatible in some ways.

There are no more suitable people than them.

Fu Shizheng heard his heart pounding violently.

Ruined.

He fell for it.

Without realizing it.

Even now, he began to look forward to seeing Minghua again.

If this bizarre dream game is meant to win his heart and then appear in the real world to ask for favors.

Fu Shizheng felt that it wasn't impossible for him to do it, since he had so much money that he could sleep on it and not count it all.

*
Second day

After Minghua finishes everything

When I logged into the game again, the login screen had changed.

Isn't it in the office?
Minghua has figured it out now: in this game, wherever the male protagonist is, she will appear there.

At this moment, I stood in the minimalist living room, which featured a black, white, and gray color scheme.

Minghua heard the sound of water dripping from inside the bedroom.

I turned my head and took a few steps toward the bedroom. The bedroom door was not closed, and light from inside was filtering out.

The closer you get to the bedroom, the clearer the sound of dripping water becomes.

Minghua could even smell a subtle, moist scent of shower gel.

Mixed with moist air, it carries a unique kind of stimulation.

In real life, this kind of behavior—standing outside someone's door while they're showering in their room—is definitely perverted and has serious issues.

But this is a game, you know?

If the male protagonist in the game isn't taking a bath to provide fan service, what is it for?
Minghua's amber eyes were bright and sparkling. Her hand was gently placed on the door, but she hadn't had time to push it open yet.

The bedroom door was suddenly flung open from the inside.

Fu Shizheng was enveloped in moisture, and his usually cold black eyes now showed a hint of moisture as if they had been washed. Water droplets slid down his forehead, from his prominent Adam's apple, across his firm chest, and then down to his well-defined abdominal muscles.

Ultimately, it disappeared beneath the loosely draped bathrobe around the waist and abdomen.

The man, who usually dressed very conservatively and never showed a bit of skin, was now so open and masculine, making Minghua blush and swallow hard.

Fu Shizheng seemed completely unsurprised, turning slightly to the side and gesturing towards the bedroom behind him.

"Come in, didn't you want to touch my abs?"

Fu Shizheng's special performance has ended.