Spoiled Sparrow

"What, are you a dog? You can even smell a man. Your nose is so sensitive, let me see."

"Little fox, you don't want to be trapped here forever, do you, hmm?"

Fu Chen's rising intonation made her eyelashes tremble slightly.

She would find it absurd if it were portrayed in a TV series, but Fu Chen truly meant what he said.

She tiptoed, wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, and tilted her head back, pouting sweetly, "No, no, then what do you want?"

Ruan Qing tugged at his tie and leaned back slightly, causing Fu Chen to take a step forward as well.

What do you think?

"Then let's play house. How about you be a documentary director? That's a good role, isn't it?"

"And what about you?" He smiled faintly, staring straight at her, wondering what other tricks he could pull.

"The grassland goddess Daji, constantly on the verge of life and death, always on the run."

……

A starving alpha wolf on the grasslands will chase its prey even at the cost of its life. When prey comes knocking on its door, why wouldn't it eat it?

The director's evaluation of the actors was only a few words: "Their acting skills are not good, they haven't practiced enough."

Until she finally gave up, Ruan Qing firmly believed that she would not succumb to this. Clearly, she overestimated her physical abilities and underestimated Fu Chen's strength.

Ruan Qing, who had accepted the next step calmly, never expected that Fu Chen, who never gave up until he achieved his goal, would let her go.

Fu Chen carefully placed her into the bathtub.

"Reach out your hand."

The bathroom was filled with steam, and Ruan Qing thought she had misread or misheard.

Is Fu Chen planning to switch careers and become a bathhouse attendant?

What triggered you?

She leaned over the edge of the bathtub, her two watery eyes looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Fu Chen was adjusting the water temperature when he looked up and met her staring gaze. His efforts to suppress his physical reaction were all in vain.

Does this woman even realize how attractive she is to him?

He really wanted to eat her right now.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he immediately remembered the secrets Zhao Xiyao had taught him for coaxing girls.

"Mr. Fu, what young women want in love is often not money, but love that they can feel and that is tangible."

The psychological pleasure far surpasses the physiological pleasure. That's all I have to say; figure it out for yourself.

He wanted to see if this tactic would work.

He ended all his work early and rushed back just to spend New Year's Eve with her.

But she didn't care about him at all.

If I don't come back soon, I'm afraid I won't even have a home anymore.

But then, she recklessly started provoking them.

"Behave yourself."

Ruan Qing couldn't help but laugh when she saw his feigned composure.

Could it be that she was possessed by a eunuch?

The calmer Fu Chen remained, the more excited she became, and when he wasn't paying attention, she splashed water all over his face.

He pressed his advantage, saying provocatively, "..."

!!!

After a three-second silence, Fu Chen burst into laughter.

All those tricks for coaxing people were thrown to the back of my mind.

……

Some time later, Ruan Qing fell asleep first.

Fu Chen gently scooped up the person who was curled up in a ball with their head covered and pulled them tightly into his arms.

How can it not be considered falling asleep in each other's arms?

The following afternoon, when Ruan Qing opened her eyes, Fu Chen had already dressed himself up neatly and resumed his aloof and celibate CEO persona.

I'm more used to seeing him like this.

"woke up?"

Fu Chen walked to the bedside, yanked off the blanket covering her, and Ruan Qing, completely naked, glared at him fiercely.

"Are you crazy?!"

Fu Chen's eyes held a hint of amusement: "Why weren't you so aggressive last night?"

Ruan Qing rolled over and got out of bed, pretending not to hear.

"Get dressed, there's a get-together tonight, let's go together."

"I'm not going. I don't want to be a laughingstock without a proper title or status. You should send that young lady from the Zhao family instead."

Upon hearing this, Fu Chen's face immediately darkened, and he said in an irrefutable tone, "Hmm?"

Oh well, it's only a few days away anyway.

"Okay, okay, I'll go."

Only after receiving an affirmative answer did he revert to his normal self.

Ruan Qing was overwhelmed by the clothes in the closet, but when she turned around, Fu Chen had already disappeared.

He was holding the photos that Ruan Qing had brought back the night before.

The logo of 【YanTu Artificial Intelligence】 is prominently displayed in the lower right corner of the photo.

Fu Chen sneered. There really was a wild man outside.

He dialed the company president's number.

"Mr. He, is Jinmu Villa a good choice?"

"President Fu personally invited me, and I couldn't find a reason to refuse."

As soon as the phone call ended, Ruan Qing walked up the stairs.

Wearing a red wool coat, her snow-white skin appeared even more radiant, like Daji in human form.

That nickname "little fox" wasn't given in vain.

He nodded slightly, a slight smile curving his lips.

"Yes, I like it."

Ruan Qing rarely wore such eye-catching colors in public, which was refreshing for him.

When the two arrived at the manor, Ruan Qing realized it was a private gathering of several young masters.

The overhead light fell on the dark green table. Fu Chen took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over Ruan Qing's lap.

Jiang Chenglang and several of Gu Zhou's brothers, whom she had met before, would occasionally cast gossipy glances at her.

Fu Chen rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms with clearly defined and smooth muscle lines.

He leaned slightly forward, his hand steadily supporting the cue stick.

Ruan Qing was facing him from behind, her full lower body filling out her suit pants, the lines of which were clearly visible.

Unfortunately, this angle is only visible to her, allowing her to see everything clearly.

Amid cheers, the ball rolled cleanly into the bag.

One ball after another, and soon all the target balls on the billiard table were pocketed.

The moment Fu Chen put down his cue stick, He Xunnan, exuding a scholarly air, pushed open the door and entered.

The well-fitting suit he wore looked as if it had been tailor-made for him.

A group of people went to greet them.

"Brother Nan, welcome, welcome."

Without saying a word, the person in charge of Jinmu Manor went to greet him. This newcomer's strength should not be underestimated.

He caught the wave of artificial intelligence, and as soon as he returned to China, countless companies in traditional industries flocked to him.

This includes the Fu and Zhao families, who are the most prominent in Beijing's elite circles.

He Xunnan walked past the group and met Fu Chen's gaze, his eyes revealing a turbulent undercurrent.

"Junzi, bring the cards over."

Soon, several ladies dressed in tight-fitting bodycon dresses came over carrying trays, and piles of chips were neatly placed on the card table.

Fu Chen sat in the main seat, exuding an oppressive aura that kept strangers at bay.

When it comes to playing cards, no one can compare to him when it comes to manipulating people's hearts.

This hand is more about psychological warfare; seemingly random betting actually involves meticulous planning.

Fu Chen and He Xunnan, who were sitting opposite each other, were locked in a fierce confrontation, and the intense atmosphere of conflict made the others wisely withdraw from the fight.

He Xunan played with the cards in his hand, moving forward and backward with measured steps, subtly observing Ruan Qing across from him.

His gaze swept over the crowd and landed squarely on Ruan Qing.

Fu Chen's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the playing cards, his eyes filled with displeasure.

He turned around following the gaze of the person opposite him and happened to see Ruan Qing smiling and nodding in response.

Fu Chen tossed aside his cards and beckoned to Ruan Qing, "Come here."