Feng Yu tossed and turned in bed, sleeping lightly.
It was almost dawn, but she still couldn't fall asleep.
She turned over and was startled by the sudden figure.
"Mr. ... Mr. Fu?"
"Yeah."
Fu Qianchen's voice was hoarse and magnetic.
He was wearing a black overcoat with a light gray shirt inside. There was no light on in the room, only the fading moonlight.
The dim light fell on his shoulders, complementing the silver mask on his face.
The exposed part of his face was cold and solemn. He looked at her, his black eyes extremely deep.
Looking at this man who suddenly appeared, Feng Yu's eyes inexplicably turned red. "Why did you come back?"
He took off his overcoat, hung it on the hanger beside, and sat down in front of her. "What was the unfinished sentence on the phone?"
Feng Yu was stunned for a moment.
Fu Qianchen stared at her gloomily.
She couldn't lie to him.
He could recognize the voice with a sob calling him Mr. Fu and the voice saying it was a wrong number out of grievance.
Looking at her obvious dark circles under the eyes, Fu Qianchen sighed and lay down beside her. "Come here."
"Mr. Fu..."
"I won't do anything. Come here."
He had rushed back and forth. He came back without even having time to adjust to the time difference.
Feng Yu knew that he must be tired too.
Fu Qianchen pulled her into his arms. His chin rested on her head. Smelling the faint milky fragrance that made him feel at ease and pleasant, he felt an indescribable comfort in his heart.
"Did you suffer any grievances when you went back?" a hoarse voice came from above her head.
Feng Yu's eyes turned even redder.
She always thought she was fearless. But since her mother's accident and her younger brother's hospitalization, she thought she could bear everything on her own.
Until Mu Shiyan came back and tore apart all her pretenses of strength, wantonly belittling and looking down on her.
She originally thought these didn't matter and she could just endure them.
But then, Fu Qianchen's words made her feel extremely aggrieved in her heart.
"Yeah."
Feng Yu tightly grasped his clothes and buried her head in his chest. The scorching skin transmitted the warmth through the thin clothes.
"Do you want me to help?" Fu Qianchen asked again.
"No, don't." Feng Yu quickly refused.
She knew very well that if Fu Qianchen took action, she could avenge herself quickly.
But just like he had to find a guise to deal with the Fu family.
Yes, it would be really satisfying to destroy them all at once.
But she also wanted those people to taste all the sufferings she had endured!
"Mr. Fu, please don't do anything, okay... I want to do it myself."
"Okay."
A deep voice sounded. Just one word, but it made Feng Yu feel much more at ease.
When she woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Feng Yu turned over and found that there was no one beside her. For a moment, she felt empty inside.
After she got dressed, she opened the door and ran into Butler Li head - on.
Butler Li bowed respectfully to her. "Did you sleep well, young mistress?"
Feng Yu blushed slightly. It was almost evening. How could she not have slept well?
"Where is Mr. Fu?"
"Mr. Fu woke up at noon. Master Bai accompanied Mr. Fu back to the company to handle some matters."
Oh.
So it turned out that she was the only one lazing in bed?
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Feng Yu felt a bit embarrassed.
Butler Li smiled kindly. "Sir instructed not to disturb you, young mistress. He said that you were very tired and needed a good rest..."
"Sir also said that he would have dinner with you in the evening when you wake up."
Feng Yu felt warm in her heart. Since her mother's death and Mu Shiyan's accident, she hadn't felt this kind of warmth for a long time.
Being remembered, cared for, and protected.
She didn't know what she had done to deserve it.
...
In the hotel suite.
Mu Shiyan couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
His mind was full of Feng Yu's face.
Over the years, he had hated her to the core.
Once she was his most beloved younger sister. That love had long exceeded kinship. He had sworn to marry her when she came of age.
But he didn't expect that out of jealousy, she had caused an "accident" that had ruined his eyes.
At that time, he didn't really hate her. What really made him hate her was her unscrupulousness, her cold - heartedness, and her indifference.
"Brother Shiyan~"
Hearing the voice, Mu Shiyan looked towards the door and saw Feng Qingsheng looking at him shyly. Her timid look made him think of Feng Yu when she was twelve.
At that time, Feng Yu always hid behind the door and secretly poked out her little head, looking at him bashfully with a sweet smile on her pretty face.
He couldn't forget that sunny day when the little girl wrapped in the sunlight had called him Brother Shiyan cutely and shyly.
But in the past five years, every time he thought of the girl he had held in the palm of his hand being so cruel to him, he felt heart - broken.
He hated her, but he was also looking for her shadow in other women.
"I miss you." Feng Qingsheng climbed onto Mu Shiyan's bed.
She wrapped her arms around Mu Shiyan's waist and shyly leaned into his arms. Seeing him looking at her absent - mindedly, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
She thought she was no less beautiful than Feng Yu. She knew very well about Mu Shiyan's feelings for Feng Yu.
But her elder sister was right.
Happiness was in one's own hands.
Just like that night five years ago when she had just come of age, Feng Qingsheng hooked Mu Shiyan's neck and kissed his throat. "Brother Shiyan, you're the only man I've ever had. I've been waiting for you and didn't dare to marry."
Feng Qingsheng's words made Mu Shiyan feel a sharp pain.
Feng Yu had gotten married. On the day she came of age, she couldn't wait to get married. Just thinking about it made his heart ache.
"Brother Shiyan, I want you."
Feng Qingsheng carefully looked at Mu Shiyan and coiled around him like a snake, acting coy.
Mu Shiyan lowered his head and looked at her. His deep eyes were filled with coldness.
"Brother... Brother Shiyan, why are you looking at me like this?" Feng Qingsheng's heart skipped a beat.
His gaze seemed to see through everything. It was so cold and so terrifying.
If she hadn't drugged him five years ago, she would never have been able to get into Mu Shiyan's bed.
Afterwards, she had blamed everything on Feng Yu.
Fortunately, Mu Shiyan had believed her.
Mu Shiyan stared at her. His deep eyes emitted a cold light. Suddenly, he curled his lips into a smile.
Mu Shiyan was extremely handsome. His handsome face was cold. When he smiled, he looked both evil and good - looking.
Feng Qingsheng stared at him stupidly.
She had liked him since she was a child. It was a pity that there was only Feng Yu in his eyes.
So, she hated that girl to the core.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you not to get into a man's bed casually?" Mu Shiyan flipped her over and pinned her down on the bed.
Feng Qingsheng turned her face away, her eyelashes fluttering.
For a moment, he seemed to see the girl who was engraved in his heart.
Feng Qingsheng curled her lips. "But you're Brother Shiyan."
Feng Qingsheng knew how to win a man's heart.
No man could resist an active and beautiful woman.
Feng Qingsheng raised her lips. This was where Feng Yu could never compare to her!
"By the way, Brother Shiyan~ I want a plot of land..."