Spoiled Sparrow

The annual meeting that day was the fastest it had ever ended since Fu Chen took office.

For someone who works overtime year-round, leaving get off work on time today was unusually punctual.

"Immediately arrange for lychees to be airlifted from abroad. I want to see them before tonight."

"Also, order a Porsche in Ice Berry Pink and put it in her name."

I'm leaving for a business trip abroad tomorrow, and I don't know if I'll be able to make it to her birthday party.

night.

Ruan Qing accompanied Lin Yun'en to the Lin family's dinner party, dealing with various PhDs and professors.

I can't understand the academic terms used in various industries, yet I still have to respond politely.

The rules of this scholarly family were really not suitable for her at all.

I stood in high heels all day without getting any rest.

"Finally home."

She kicked off her high heels, squinted wearily, and pounced straight onto the sofa in the living room.

I wish I could collapse onto the soft sofa and fall asleep right away.

"ah--"

It is indeed soft, but it's not a sofa.

Instead, she fell into someone's arms.

Ruan Qing placed her hands on her abs, rested her chin on an unknown spot, and let out a startled cry.

Upon smelling the familiar scent, she felt relieved, but her hands began to wander.

Fu Chen, who had been using the sofa as a sleeping spot, grabbed her hand: "What are you touching?"

"Hehe... abs..."

Ruan Qing looked up and teased playfully in the darkness, "Since we're already here, and I'm already on top of you, let's do something."

Fu Chen looked up at her, his voice low and husky: "What are you doing?"

"*"

In the spacious living room, there was only one motion-activated light in the entryway, flickering on and off, its rhythm sometimes fast and sometimes slow...

It flashed rapidly and then gradually dimmed.

Fu Chen stood up and turned on all the overhead lights in the room.

The enchanting atmosphere lingered in the air, constantly reminding her of its presence.

Fu Chen took off his shawl, wrapped it around her whole body, picked her up horizontally, and carried her into the bathroom, where he cleaned her up carefully.

Back in the bedroom, Ruan Qing, her voice hoarse from strain, asked, "Why are you here? It's not your turn yet!"

Hearing her hoarse voice, Fu Chen tenderly brewed her a cup of hot tea.

"What, can't I come before the appointed day?"

Ruan Qing muttered under her breath, "Tch, it's just that some people say they're busy at the company and haven't been back lately."

She emphasized her words, subtly expressing her dissatisfaction.

However, Fu Chen was blow-drying her hair and didn't notice anything amiss.

He gently ruffled the top of her hair: "Mmm, it's dry."

Ruan Qing drank the water in one gulp and handed him the cup, saying, "Here, I'm going to sleep."

Fu Chen took the cup and vaguely sensed that something was off about her tone, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Have you found a bag you like lately?"

"no."

"Jewelry?"

"no."

"house?"

"no."

Fu Chen sighed softly, pulled back the covers, and wrapped his arms around her waist: "So, what do you want me to give you for your birthday?"

Ruan Qing pinched his pectoral muscles: "You can give me anything I want?"

"you say."

Ruan Qing: "Then I want you to come with me on the Eurasian Grand Loop."

Fu Chen's brows furrowed: "What's the point of going to such a poor place?"

"..."

Ruan Qing suddenly tightened her grip, gritting her teeth as she said, "How is it a poor, run-down place? Don't you think the people and customs along the way are quite interesting?"

Fu Chen put on his gold-rimmed glasses and picked up the book beside his pillow: "You're not allowed to go. Those places are too dangerous, and there aren't many stable countries along the route."

That's why I asked you to come with me.

"Change to another one, I don't have time."

Fu Chen refused completely, not even giving him a chance to discuss it.

Ruan Qing retorted angrily, "Fine, then buy me an apartment and a car. Yun En and I will go island hopping, and you'll have to book a whole stretch of sea for me."

"Can."

Ruan Qing turned her back: "You're kidding me."

Fu Chen paused as he turned the page: Didn't you agree to everything? Why are you throwing a tantrum again?

The two didn't speak again. When Fu Chen woke up the next day, he was already on a plane to go abroad.

Later, he didn't have time to come back and celebrate her birthday.

The island trip also didn't happen because of a school-organized rural outing.

Fortunately, she was so happy when she received the Porsche that she almost jumped for joy.

*

"Let me think about this year's birthday present."

Ruan Qing put down her chopsticks: "I'm full. Let Dr. Dong take another look at me. I feel almost better."

Fu Chen: "Okay."

Soon, Dong Chenye came in carrying a suitcase. Ruan Qing was lying on the bed, waiting obediently for her appointment.

Dong Chenye took out a pen and a prescription from the medicine box and handed them to her calmly: "Here, open your mouth so I can see."

"Yes, you're recovering well. Be careful to keep warm these next few days and avoid catching a cold."

He spoke slowly, glancing at Fu Chen from time to time.

"Come on, let me take your temperature. Stay still for two minutes."

......

Ruan Qing gave him a look, and he coughed twice: "Hmm, I'm almost better. Take the supplements as prescribed by me on time."

As he spoke, he stuffed the paper and pen that Ruan Qing handed him into the lining of his clothes.

"Your body is too weak. If you get pregnant in the future, your body won't be able to handle it, right, Brother Chen?"

Fu Chen, sitting at his computer desk, looked up at the sound and said, "You can leave now."

"Alright, alright, I won't get involved in your business. I'll have dinner before I leave, okay?"

Dong Chenye closed the door and sighed with relief.

He handed the drawing by Ruan Qing to Lin Yun'en.

She said you could understand it.

Lin Yun'en looked at the 3D detail drawings of the two keys that Ruan Qing had drawn, and then at the photos of Fu Chen's keys and keyhole that Ruan Qing had secretly taken on her phone. She then pulled Dong Chenye away.

"Don't rush, let's go after dark."

"it is good."

Lin Yun'en carefully put away the artwork as if it were a precious treasure.

Dong Chenye asked, "What is this?"

"With these pictures, I can have someone replicate the key."

Dong Chenye was shocked: "My baby is so amazing."

Lin Yun'en smiled somewhat awkwardly: "It's not me, it's a professor from our college. He's a big name in the wood carving world. These few pictures are enough."

"But I'll have to ask my grandfather for help again. Once I go, he'll definitely start pressuring me to get married again."

Dong Chenye straightened his back: "I'll go with you."

"You?" Lin Yun'en shook her head. "Let's forget about it. If he knew we were dating, do you believe he'd make us go to the civil affairs bureau and get married on the spot?"

Dong Chenye couldn't help but smile as he imagined the scene at the Civil Affairs Bureau: "So...we're dating now?"

Lin Yun'en recalled that she had broken up with him just a few days ago and had even hit his forehead with perfume, causing a cut.

It's a bit embarrassing to bring up the topic of a "compound" now.

She shook her shoulders: "No—"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Dong Chenye suddenly blocked her lips with his, forcefully invading her lips and teeth.

Lin Yun'en's competitive spirit was ignited by him, and she pressed herself against him, grabbing his tie and falling heavily onto the bed...