Spoiled Sparrow

That doesn't sound very plausible at all.

Ruan Qing lay in bed, tossing and turning.

The moon gradually climbed into the sky, and the light gradually dimmed.

The noise of the car seeped into her ears through the crack in the window.

She quickly switched her phone to airplane mode, turned it off, hid it, and waited nonchalantly at the door.

As soon as the door opened, she rushed over and hugged his neck.

She said in a sweet voice, "You're back?"

Fu Chen was startled. Aren't you angry?

He went out to see another woman, and she didn't even care?

Zhao Xiyao's words suddenly replayed in his mind.

"Only those who don't love can be indifferent to everything."

Ruan Qing buried her head in his chest, but didn't feel Fu Chen hug her back for a long time.

What's wrong with him today? Isn't he usually the one who falls for this kind of thing the most?

Is it because I opened it incorrectly?

Ruan Qing slowly and quietly raised her head and saw that his brows were furrowed and his eyes were vacant.

What are you thinking about so intently?

Ruan Qing wrapped her arms around his neck, secretly tightening her grip.

"You're not allowed to think about anyone else when you're holding me."

Fu Chen snapped out of his daze and looked down at the person in his arms.

"I don't."

Did I hear that right? Fu Chen actually went along with what she said? And even explained?

That's so unlike him.

Ruan Qing loosened her grip, but Fu Chen held on tightly.

"that's all."

His eyes held an intensely aggressive look, as if if you didn't submit to him the next second, you would be forcibly possessed.

He leaned down and rested his head on Ruan Qing's shoulder, releasing all his strength into it.

Ruan Qing lost her footing and hurriedly took a few steps back until her heel hit the table leg, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Without warning, she was suddenly picked up horizontally by the person in front of her, and her two panicked hands immediately grabbed his arms and shoulders.

"Stay with me, okay?"

Fu Chen looked at the still-shaken person in his arms and asked softly.

However, his tone, tinged with lust, was anything but gentle.

Ruan Qingming asked knowingly, "What kind of 'accompaniment'?"

She's always like that; she knows where his sensitive spots are and how to say things that will make him hold her tight and not let go.

Fu Chen once thought that no one would ever understand his wickedness, so what if he lived a lonely life?

But then, Ruan Qing appeared.

It filled the void in his life, and he painstakingly painted a colorful picture on the black canvas.

He pressed himself against her, feeling the rise and fall of her breath.

His bright eyes took on a suggestive look at that moment, and his lips pressed heavily against hers...

The next day.

Suddenly, a lot of noise filled the quiet castle.

Ruan Qing groggily burrowed under the covers, but could still hear faint noises.

She opened her eyes irritably, threw off the covers, and walked to the window, still grumpy from waking up.

Hundreds of people came and went, some carrying flowers, others carrying storage boxes.

This is......

Ruan Qing rubbed her eyes: Are these staff members who came to set up the wedding venue?

She was still half asleep when Assistant Zhang knocked on the door, followed by a series of sounds.

"Ms. Ruan, Mr. Fu is busy receiving several important executives and doesn't have time to spend with you during the day. He asked me to ask you what time you'd like to have dinner tonight?"

Ruan Qing shook her head to wake herself up: "Around 9 pm, I guess."

"Oh, by the way, could you go buy me some pork ribs..."

Assistant Zhang walked out with a wide smile: "Miss Ruan actually wants to cook for President Fu herself? I didn't expect that. She seems to be having a great time here. My cousin said she would definitely leave. Pshaw."

The sun was about to set, and Ruan Qing still hadn't received any news from Yu Jing. She was absent-minded while chopping vegetables, and with one stroke, she cut her finger.

"hiss--"

She quickly rinsed her hand in running water. Fortunately, it wasn't deep; it was just the surface layer, and she didn't bleed much.

Why aren't they here yet...?

She dried her hands, took out her phone, and sent a message to Yu Jing.

Director Yu, have you arrived yet?

After waiting for ten minutes, I still hadn't received a reply from the other side.

It felt like a heavy weight was pressing on my heart, and I couldn't muster any energy.

She sat on the stool, watching the burning incense melt away inch by inch. As evening drew nearer, she felt anxious and uneasy.

Why aren't they here yet? Has Fu Chen found out?

The idea was nipped in the bud; impossible. If it were discovered, Fu Chen would probably have already "come to kill" him.

Besides, Assistant Zhang said he was busy with social engagements and didn't have time to deal with her.

Yes, that's right. Let's think positively; what if there's a delay on the way?

The more I think about it, the more anxious I get. Never mind, I'll ask again.

She picked up her phone, about to type, when there was a knock on the door.

Ruan Qing felt a chill run down her spine and quickly hid her phone in the kitchen.

She then jogged over.

As soon as she entered, a familiar female voice came from inside, and Ruan Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Ruan, I've packed your things and put them in the box. Remember to take them."

Yu Jing was locked out and could only look at him through the door.

Assistant Zhang passed the suitcase of clothes that Yu Jing had brought through the window and said to Yu Jing, "You can go now. I'll see you off from here."

Yu Jing kept turning back to look at herself, but was blocked by Assistant Zhang.

"I'll leave, it's like visiting someone in prison."

She muttered a complaint under her breath, and Assistant Zhang's face turned green.

Ruan Qing opened the clothing bag; the key was hidden inside the wedding dress, and she only found it after searching several times.

She gripped the key tightly in her hand, walked to the door, cautiously looked up, and after confirming that no one was outside, inserted the key into the lock and slowly turned it.

With a "click," the door that locked her freedom opened a crack.

Overjoyed, she quickly pulled the door shut and took out the key.

She immediately ran back to the kitchen, grabbed her phone, hid in the bathroom, and turned on the tap at the sink.

She found He Xunnan's phone number and dialed it.

The other side answered almost instantly.

"Brother Xun Nan, can you pick me up at Fuyu Castle tonight?"

He Xunnan had been waiting for this call for far too long, and he immediately understood what Ruan Qing meant.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, she sniffed, and water splashed on her face, falling drop by drop to the ground.

She quickly wiped her face with the back of her hand and forced a smile at herself in the mirror.

At that time, Fu Chen was in a conference room that had been cleared out in the castle, discussing cooperation with several CEOs of listed companies.

One of the older men said to the person next to him, "We agreed to meet at the Fu Group, why did we change it to this place at the last minute? This doesn't look like a place to discuss business."

"I don't know, maybe it's for his new wife. Isn't the wedding taking place here tomorrow?"

"What you said makes some sense. It seems Mr. Fu loves his wife very much."

......

"Everyone, Mr. Fu has arrived."

Everyone fell silent, and all eyes were on the man in the suit.

Two hours later, Assistant Zhang stood outside the door, wanting to remind Fu Chen and Miss Ruan that the appointed time had arrived, but Fu Chen dismissed him with a single look.

Three hours later, Ruan Qing looked at the dishes she had made herself, and they had gone completely cold.

Assistant Zhang informed her at the door, "Ms. Ruan, Mr. Fu may need a little more time. Please wait a bit longer."

Ruan Qing stood forlornly in front of the table.

Should we wait?