Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 781 - You Were a Hooligan, and a Scoundrel

Chapter 781: You Were a Hooligan, and a Scoundrel

Qin Shu was too speechless to answer.

“Babe, it pains me to see you like this.” Fu Tingyu said as he rubbed his back. “My back hurts. Can’t you feel bad for me?”

She glared at him but refused to offer any words of comfort. He continued rubbing his back with one hand while having another hand on the floor to support himself, trying to garner some sympathy from Qin Shu.

But still, she refused to take pity on him. He reluctantly pulled himself up from the floor.

Standing by the bed, he lowered his sight and gazed at Qin Shu sitting on the bed. Still, she did not bother to respond to him. He tugged at his tie and said, “Babe, I’ve been staying outside for a long time without a bath. I’ll take a shower first. You can sleep first if you’re tired.”

He immediately turned around and made his way to the bathroom in the dark, as if making a quick escape before she changed her mind and kicked him out of the house if he lingered in the room any longer.

Hearing the opening and closing of the bathroom door, she turned her sight towards the window, staring into the darkness outside the window. Everything that had happened this very night was rather sudden and surprising to her. Her mind was still confused and required some time for her to digest and straighten up.

Since she was under hypnosis to forget everything that had happened to her, she felt like she was still in the dark on many matters, which made her feel uneasy.

She was supposed to be happy to know that she was the one and only love of Fu Tingyu.

But she was depressed to know about her ident.i.ty and the part where Fu Tingyu lied to her.

Exhausted from the overload of information, she closed her eyes and dozed off. Lucky for the excellent soundproofing of the apartment, she wasn’t disturbed by the sound of Fu Tingyu taking his shower at all.

The room returned to silence.

After his hot shower, Fu Tingyu came out of the bathroom covered in only a piece of a white bath towel wrapped around his slim waist. He had neither clothes nor pajamas in this apartment, let alone underwear. So, he could only be contented with a piece of a bath towel.

He walked to the bedside and quietly got on the bed.

Qin Shu felt the bed sunk, followed by a warm body closing in behind her. Her eyes twitched in reaction.

She could feel the weight of his hand on her waist while another warm hand reached across her neck to the other side of her shoulder, pulling her into a soft, warm embrace.

Qin Shu was speechless for a moment.

Seeing she did not react to his action, he moved closer to her, letting out warm breath down her neck, and absorbed her scent.

One of his hands reached for her stomach, caressing and checking on her pregnant tummy.

The tummy had grown so much since he left, but she seemed to have lost some weight.

Qin Shu blushed. “Go home.”

He paused his motion and whispered, “I woke you up. I won’t move anymore. Go back to sleep.”

A little annoyed, she firmly repeated her request, “I told you to go home.”

“Babe, I didn’t mean to wake you up. Please don’t send me away?” He coaxed with a whisper and tightened his wrap around her waist, refusing to let go.

Qin Shu’s mouth twitched. “You have trouble understanding my words?”

He kissed the girl on the neck. “Babe, go to sleep. It’s not good for your and the baby to stay up late.”

Qin Shu had no idea how she should respond to his act of a hooligan, which had gotten worse than before. He was too far gone down the road of being a scoundrel as well.

[ The story of Fu Tingyu Tricking Cutie Pie. ]

Fu Tingyu was eight when he was suddenly kidnapped. The memory of his encounter when he was eight became deeply engraved in his mind. Both his parents Fu Beichen and Mu Shengwan thought little of it since he went missing once when Ye Huang took him out to play.

Leng Xiao was shot in the chest while trying to save Fu Tingyu. Although he was immediately sent to the hospital, they couldn’t save his life.

He was Fu Tingyu’s master, and Fu Tingyu was like a son to him. They shared a deep bond between them. No matter how smart and sensible Fu Tingyu was, he was only a child then. The boy who never cried had shed the first tears for the loss of his master.

Since then, he has become a gloomy little boy. The lively, cheerful little boy became withdrawn. He hated hospitals with every cell in his body because the man he held dear to his heart never left that place alive.

Ye Huang took him out to play a month after the incident, which seemed to brighten up his mood.

Although Fu Tingyu was just eight, Fu Beichen no longer saw him as a child. Thus, he demanded much from his son in every single aspect. After the kidnapping incident, nothing much changed other than the number of security details around Fu Tingyu.

It was a bright warm day at the end of May. Fu Tingyu was seated in the car wearing a school uniform. His sharp eyes glimpsed of an adorable baby standing on the street when he looked out the window. “Stop the car!” He immediately barked the order.

The bodyguard immediately pulled the car to a halt.

“Don’t follow me.” Fu Tingyu pushed open the car door and got out of the car. He made his way towards the baby and stared down at the Cutie Pie standing in front of him. His eyes glistened with emotions that were not supposed to be from his age.

She was less than a meter tall; the gap of height between them was enormous. Wearing a white skirt and dressed like a princess, her skin was as fair as the white of the snow.

Two adorable buns adorned the Cutie Pie’s little head while baby hair covered her little forehead as her baby hair was so short that it covered up until her brows. He could see her sweet, chubby face with baby fats. She was a lovely little girl.

She c.o.c.ked her head upward and stared at the boy in front of her, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Fu Tingyu’s liking for her grew at every second he looked at her. He looked around them and saw no one nearby. He thought to himself, “Her family must have abandoned her.”

He took out a wrist.w.a.tch from his pocket and handed it to the Cutie Pie. “Call me Big Brother, and I’ll let you play with this.”

The three-year-old Cutie Pie was curious about every little thing around her. The wrist.w.a.tch looked like a new kind of fun for her too. “Big Brother.”

Her childish baby voice was pleasant to his ears, just like he’d expected.

“I’ll let you play with it.”

Her chubby little hand reached out for the wrist.w.a.tch in his hand before he could finish his words and curiously turned it around with her tiny hands.

Fu Tingyu couldn’t help smiling to himself, looking at her action.

She would touch the wrist.w.a.tch, then pinch it, before sending the watch into her mouth.

Fu Tingyu hurriedly reached out and stopped her before the watch touched her mouth, “This isn’t meant to be eaten.”

The Cutie Pie stared intently at him before she spoke with her sweet baby voice again, “Xiao Bao, be a good girl and eat up.”

What was she referring to when she said, “Xiao Bao, be a good girl and eat up.”?

Although he had no idea what she was trying to say, he was still amused with the serious tone when she said those words.

“Be good, and I’ll give you candy.”

Her eyes curved into two little crescents when she grinned, “Xiao Bao is the best.”

“Not only candy but also strawberry cake, mousse cake, chocolate…”

The Cutie Pie did not want the watch in her hand anymore when she heard of candies and cakes. Her chubby little hand grabbed the corner of Fu Tingyu’s s.h.i.+rt and started walking. She had no destination, but she just walked wherever her little feet took her. “Buy them, Big Brother.”

Looking down at the Cutie Pie walking in front of him with her little chubby fingers grabbing the corner of his s.h.i.+rt, Fu Tingyu couldn’t help thinking, “She has a strong little hand.”

He stretched his hand towards her, “Come, let me hold your hand.”

The cutie pie immediately let go of his s.h.i.+rt and took his hand, then followed him wherever he took her.

Although she was three, she did not walk slow. Fu Tingyu got her into her car in no time.

The bodyguard was dumbfounded when he saw his master get on the car with the little girl in tow.

“Young master, who is this little girl?”

“Her family doesn’t want her anymore.”

“Should we call the police first?”

“No need. I’m going to take care of Cutie Pie.”