Feng Yu had a dream.
In the dream, that tall, masked, mysterious and handsome man appeared beside her bed.
His hand gently caressed her, then he pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead again and again, whispering, "Girl, don't try to escape."
That dream was extremely warm.
It had only been a short time since they separated, yet she could already feel the man's scorching body temperature and that familiar, reassuring scent in her dream.
Since it was just a dream.
She could play with him!
Feng Yu smirked. Her little hand fidgeted on Fu Qianchen's chest, then pinched it. She murmured to herself, "It's really firm. I wonder if there are eight-pack abs here... Ah, there really are. What about here..."
"Girl, if you keep playing like this, I won't be able to control myself."
Her hand was grabbed. Even in the dream, this man was still so domineering.
Feng Yu was angry and was determined to keep touching.
"Then lose control. I don't believe you'll eat me up. I'll just touch!"
Feng Yu shook off his hand and continued to explore downwards along his firm abs, and then...
Something was wrong!
This wasn't a dream!
"Why don't you continue?"
A hoarse voice came from above her head. There was the warm breath of his words beside her ear.
Feng Yu was annoyed. She didn't dare to open her eyes or move her hand. For a moment, her whole body went stiff.
"Weren't you having a great time? Scared now? Mrs. Fu, you're quite good at flirting."
Feng Yu had no choice but to open her eyes. What greeted her was Fu Qianchen's masked face. And his sexy thin lips that weren't covered.
His black eyes were deep, like ice that had formed over a thousand years. They were also like a magnet, sucking in people's souls.
Those eyes stared at her intently, with a playful smile on his lips.
"Why are you here? Mr. Fu, with your noble status, why are you acting like those hooligans, climbing in through the window?" Feng Yu said discontentedly.
"Don't beat around the bush. Why didn't you answer my calls?"
If he hadn't had someone investigate, he wouldn't have known that his Mrs. Fu had actually gone to the old mansion for a tryst with her old lover.
Feng Yu reached out her hand. "It really wasn't my fault. I was just about to tell you the address when he threw my phone away... Um... Mr. Fu, will you buy me a new one?"
Fu Qianchen scraped the bridge of her nose. "One with a tracker."
Feng Yu pouted. Even if he didn't say it, she could still crack the tracker.
"Next time, don't crack it casually. I want to know your location to ensure your safety. Is that okay?" This time, he didn't force her but asked for her consent.
After all, she was so smart that as long as she wanted to.
He really had no way to stop her.
Feng Yu lowered her eyes and was speechless for a moment.
Fu Qianchen wrapped her in his arms, resting his chin on her head. His voice was tinged with exhaustion as he asked, "Are you hungry?"
"Did you not eat well when you had dinner with the Feng family last night?"
Feng Yu thought he would ask her why she got into Mu Shiyan's car or scold her, but there was no blame at all. Instead, he touched her stomach and asked if she was hungry.
For a moment, Feng Yu's eyes turned red. "Mr. Fu."
"Hmm?"
"Next time when they beat me, can you stand behind me?"
She didn't want to appear so vulnerable in front of him, but the sense of grievance in her heart still welled up.
Her voice was choking, but she tried to look strong.
That look made him feel extremely heartache.
Fu Qianchen planted a kiss on her lips. "Okay."
"Let's go home." Fu Qianchen said as he brushed aside her hair.
Feng Yu nodded. She was picked up by him and then carried outside.
His sudden appearance shocked Mu Shiyan, who was sleeping on the sofa.
"Who are you? How did you get into my house? Xiaoyu, come here!" Mu Shiyan stared at him nervously.
Fu Qianchen's black eyes were cold and full of chill. He glanced at Mu Shiyan's two wounds and said, "For the sake of you protecting my girl, I won't take action against your Mu family for now. But there won't be a next time. I'll take care of my woman myself. I don't need others to interfere."
Who on earth was this masked man!
Wasn't he just the inconspicuous president of Hailan Company?
Wasn't Feng Yu keeping him?
But why did the aura he exuded seem so overbearing and extraordinary?
"Don't have any thoughts about my woman. Otherwise, next time I'll make your Mu family completely disappear from Beishi."
Fu Qianchen's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was full of deterrence. Wherever his icy eyes fell, it seemed to freeze.
Cold and terrifying.
Mu Shiyan clenched his fists. The wound split open and blood flowed down.
He chased after them, but Bai Shaoting stopped him. Bai Shaoting smiled and said, "Brother, I advise you to really listen to him. After all, I'm even afraid of him. With just one word from him, he really could make you fall into an abyss."
Bai Shaoting's smile was very kind, but Mu Shiyan felt a shiver in his heart.
Under the sky, only a few of the deeply rooted hidden wealthy families in the imperial capital could say such words and easily do such things.
Apart from them, there was only one person.
The mysterious man in Beishi, the world's richest man, Qiu Fu!
Thinking about the fact that Feng Yu always addressed this man as Mr. Fu...
There was only one possibility!
But how could it be?
Feng Yu had always been locked up in the Feng family, rarely going out. How could she have the chance to meet that man?
...
A few more days passed.
Maybe He Xinlan was busy preparing for Feng Qingsheng's wedding, so she didn't bother Feng Yu.
Feng Yu was sitting by the pond in the backyard of the Fu family's villa, swinging her feet and teasing the little fish in the pond.
The butler Li beside her earnestly advised, "Young mistress, please come down quickly. You'll catch a cold later."
Feng Yu had a lollipop in her mouth. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm not that easy to get sick. Besides, even if I really do get sick, I can cure myself. Didn't I cure your young master so that he hasn't had an attack?"
Speaking of this, Butler Li was really convinced.
He liked this young mistress even more in his heart.
Since he started following the young master, whenever the young master had an attack, even Master Bai was helpless. Only this young mistress had the ability.
It had been so long since he last saw the young master have an attack.
"Alright, young mistress, you can play for a while longer and then come down." Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Butler Li stopped trying. "The young master is coming back today. Young mistress, what do you think we should prepare?"
Fu Qianchen had gone abroad for a few days. During this time, Feng Yu had nowhere to go and could only stay at home.
Hearing that he was coming back, Feng Yu jumped down from the side. She stepped on the ground barefoot and said with a smile, "I'll go to the supermarket to buy some things and cook a big meal for him!"
When Butler Li heard that Feng Yu was going to cook by herself, he immediately filled with expectations. This young mistress, who was proficient in medicine and was smart and capable, I wonder what kind of big meal she would cook?
Presumably, it must be no worse than those five-star chefs!