Chapter 7 Waiting for the day you walk right into the trap

Fu Shizheng stared intently at the lips that were being rubbed between his fingertips, making them even redder and more luscious.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He still remembers the feeling in the game; it was incredibly sweet and addictive.

At this moment, Minghua was forcefully pressed against the door, and beside her head was a man's strong, muscular hand, with veins bulging.
Looking up, she met Fu Shizheng's gaze. The man's dark eyes were deep and devoid of any emotion, like the prelude to a large, predatory beast preparing to devour its prey.

My heart trembled

Minghua's mind was on high alert, and she was about to speak to change the subject.

The next second, the man's mature and scorching aura wafted over me.
Her delicate neck was forced high into the air, her supple lips receiving the man's unrestrained kisses.

Whether it was because he had been abstinent for too long or because he had just been angered by Minghua, he was like a tireless beast, kissing her fiercely and refusing to let go of her lips.

"Snapped!"

"Are you a dog?"

Ming Hua wasn't one to tolerate people, and she raised her hand and slapped Fu Shizheng across the face, leaving a bright red handprint on the man's face instantly.

No one has ever dared to treat him like this.
The man, who should have been furious, leaned forward to create distance between them, his face grim, and he breathed heavily.

His gaze fell on Minghua's slightly swollen red lips from the kiss, and he finally came to his senses.

He licked his lips; the taste was indeed wonderful, even better than in the game.

As for Minghua's insults, Fu Shizheng can now accept them calmly. After all, it's not the first time he's been a dog; he's been a dog in the game countless times.

Thinking this, Fu Shizheng was in a good mood and straightened Ming Hua's dress. He then gentlemanly opened the door next to him, gesturing for Ming Hua to leave.

"Huahua, I'm waiting for the day you walk right into my trap."

The man, high above, was full of confidence, certain that Minghua could not escape his grasp.

Minghua turned her head and looked at the person with a cold smile, asking in return, "Is that so?"

"As expected of President Fu, he is truly confident."

"Then I'll turn the tables on you, Mr. Fu. I'll be waiting for the day you walk right into my trap."

Who exactly was it that was being so affectionate and clingy in the game, so eager to establish a relationship, and making her call him "husband"?

In reality, however, he pretends to be arrogant.

Minghua wouldn't tolerate it.

After making those harsh remarks, he stomped away in his high heels, leaving only his assistant standing awkwardly by his side, too embarrassed to look at his boss's handsome face.

See you soon!

It's unbelievable that someone could leave a handprint on their boss's face.
And still manage to escape unscathed
Oh, she didn't exactly escape unscathed. The assistant just noticed that Minghua's lips were slightly swollen and her hair was a little messy, clearly caused by their inhuman boss.

Who pursues a girl like that? No wonder he got beaten up.

The assistant secretly grumbled
Upon seeing Ming Hua leave, Fu Shizheng's face immediately turned cold, and he coldly and ruthlessly gave the order:

"Have someone prepare the car; we're heading back to District One."

"Well, Miss Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony isn't over yet. Would you like to go and show your face before you leave?"

The assistant looked down at the bustling hall below and felt a headache coming on.

"The old man specifically instructed you to come and deliver the gift."

Recently, Fu Shizheng's mental energy has become increasingly volatile. Without the help of a healer to calm it down, he may not live more than a few years before dying young.

In the past, Fu Shizheng was able to ignore the family's arrangements thanks to his formidable strength.

Now that this has happened, and with Old Master Fu personally intervening and coercing us, we have no choice but to give in.

As the empire's first "S"-level healer, Mingzhu naturally caught the eye of the Fu family.

Fu Shizheng gave his assistant a cold, sharp look, revealing a crimson handprint on the side of his face. His expression was ashen. "Let's go back to District One first."

The assistant immediately fell silent.

"Yes."

*
Mingzhu was furious when she learned that Fu Shizheng had left early. She had dressed up especially for his arrival.

She was hoping to win him over in one fell swoop and make him fall at her feet.

Who knew that Fu Shizheng would invite Ming Hua alone to embarrass her in front of all the guests, and now he's even more disrespectful, not even bothering to show his face and just leaving.

Thinking of Minghua's restless face, he felt even more furious.

"Bitch."

With a "smash," Mingzhu angrily smashed the celadon teacup on the ground.

Zhuang Mei immediately felt a pang of sympathy and stepped forward.

"Mingzhu, be careful. These are tea sets from ancient Earth. Once a set is used, there will be one less set available."

The Ming family has only developed in the last ten years or so, thanks to the fame of Mingzhu, which is why they can use tea sets from the ancient Earth era, which they bought at a high price.

It's usually only brought out for use when important guests arrive.

How could such a precious pearl be so easily smashed?

Without one cup, the entire tea set is unusable.

Zhuang Mei was heartbroken.
Seeing this petty and stingy demeanor, Mingzhu felt another pang of heartache. Suppressing her disdain, she spoke words of comfort:

"It's just a tea set, what's there to be so upset about?"

"If I marry into the Fu family or another first-class family on the main star in the future, these things will be a piece of cake."

"The most important thing now is to keep Minghua calm. Mom, what if she doesn't want to come back later?"

Mingzhu's tone carried a hint of worry.

Zhuang Mei immediately became agitated, "She has no choice but to agree."

"A useless person with zero healing ability, whose only redeeming quality is her face. If we hadn't brought her back, she would have been stuck on that garbage planet for the rest of her life."

"It's a blessing for her to serve those people."

However, Zhuang Mei thought of what Mingchang had told her at the banquet about Fu Shizheng's private invitation to Minghua, and some other plans began to form in her mind.

Her eyes flickered, and after all the guests had left, leaving only the Ming family members, she still wore a gentle smile.

"Huahua, come quickly."

Zhuang Mei waved to Ming Hua solicitously, "I'm your mother. I was too busy at the banquet and didn't have time to look after you."

"How was it? Did you get tired after traveling all the way by starship?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a room on the second floor, "You can rest in that room tonight. Your older brother lives next door. You can go to him if you need anything."

Minghua looked up and saw the room on the second floor, which was much better than the basement she had expected.

He nodded, fully understanding why the Ming family had changed in this way.

Mingzhu, however, frowned upon hearing Zhuang Mei's arrangements for Minghua, but managed to suppress her anger.

The next second, Zhuang Mei tentatively spoke:
"By the way, Huahua, I heard from your father that President Fu just invited you to the VIP room. Do you know him before? What did he say to you?"

Zhuang Mei's supposedly discreet investigation was actually outrageously low.

Mingchang and Mingzhu's gazes both fell on Minghua's face, waiting for her answer.

Mingzhu, in particular, looked at Minghua's dazzlingly beautiful face with almost jealousy.

Minghua took everything in, lowered her eyes, and made up an excuse to cover it up.

"I don't know her. Mr. Fu contacted me to inquire about my sister, but I don't know anything about her."

"Oh, so that's it."

Zhuang Mei instantly lost interest. She thought to herself, "What good is a pretty face if a useless person with zero healing power has no healing ability?"

They think they can attract the attention of the big shots on the main star? That's just wishful thinking.

(End of this chapter)

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