Fu Cheng had just landed and needed to rest and adjust to the time difference, so after chatting for a few more moments, he ended the call.
Wen Moxue took off the stockings and tossed them aside, burrowed into the soft and comfortable blankets, and began reflecting on his extremely cowardly behavior.
The old man had obviously been scaring him. He was clearly someone who valued his career highly. Going abroad for business was not like going to a neighboring city. There was no way it was so convenient to come and go.
Damn it, he had been played.
Wen Moxue punched the pillow he treated as Fu Cheng again and again, determined to make him pay for it.
So after seeing that someone had behaved for two days, Fu Cheng found he had started sending him pictures again. Some showed his legs, some showed his face, and some were of him wearing little skirts. All of them were beautiful and seductive.
Fu Cheng saved every single photo she sent.
Until one night, when they finalized a cross border partnership project, and both sides held a party to celebrate.
The first half was fine, purely a celebration. In the second half, everyone’s thoughts began to wander. The boss of the partner company suggested inviting a few girls over to accompany them.
The people from Fu Chang Group immediately gave knowing, ambiguous smiles when they heard foreign girls would be coming. Of course none of them objected.
Fu Cheng finished the last sip of wine in his glass and said to the partner company’s president in English, “My partner is strict with me. I will excuse myself for the second half. I hope you all enjoy the night.”
The partner company’s president said in surprise, “I heard before that you were single. Did you get married so soon?”
“No. Just a girlfriend.”
The senior executives from his own company who had come on the business trip with him were hearing for the first time that he had a girlfriend, and their expressions were utterly shocked.
They were all curious what kind of divine being could win him over, but none of them dared gossip. They all looked subtly at the partner company’s president, hoping he would ask more.
However, the foreign boss completely failed to get the meaning behind all those searching stares. He simply smiled in understanding and said, “I can tell you love her very much.”
“Yes.” Fu Cheng showed the watch on his wrist and said quietly, “This is a gift from her.”
The senior executives of Fu Chang Group all craned their necks like meerkats to look at the watch on his wrist.
They could not tell what brand it was, but it was obvious the person who chose it had excellent taste. The watch looked both luxurious and lively on Fu Cheng’s wrist. The sky blue dial was decorated with tiny diamonds outlining a bright starry galaxy, elegant and restrained rather than glaring.
The partner company’s president admired the watch and praised, “Your girlfriend has great taste and excellent aesthetic sense.”
Fu Cheng curved his lips slightly. “Yes.”
Only after confirming that everyone had seen the watch on his hand did he lower his sleeve with composure. Anyone who knew him well could tell he was in a very good mood.
He stood up. “Then I will excuse myself.”
The partner boss did not try to keep him, and the others did not dare either.
In fact, once he left, the people from his own company all quietly let out a breath. With the big boss sitting there, it felt like sitting with their fathers. No one dared let loose and enjoy themselves.
Now that he was gone, the real party could begin.
With his assistant accompanying him, Fu Cheng returned to the hotel where he was staying. He had been toasted with quite a lot of alcohol. When he returned to his room, his mind was still clear but his steps were already a little unsteady.
He took a quick shower. Just as he stepped out of the bathroom, he saw his phone screen flickering with a notification.
Fu Cheng walked over, picked up the phone, and when he saw the message was from Wen Qianqian, his expression instantly softened.
She had sent another picture. Fu Cheng had been receiving her photos every day recently. His resistance had clearly improved. He unlocked the phone and opened it directly.
But the moment he saw the photo this time, that carefully built immunity collapsed instantly.
It was a selfie on a bed, taken with her lying face down and her feet lifted. The girl wore only a camisole and lace underwear. Beneath her slender waist was a set of curves rising like mountains. The steepness was more exaggerated than padded enhancement would be.
The dramatic curves were enough to make anyone’s blood race.
She held a pillow in her arms, her face buried in it, revealing only half of her face. She had used a cat photo filter, with a pair of soft cat ears on her head. Even her sharply lifted hips had a long black tail added by the filter.
Despite being so provocative, her beautiful peach blossom eyes looked innocent and confused, like a newly transformed kitten, small, pitiful, helpless, making one want to bully her even more.
In that instant, Fu Cheng felt all the blood in his body rush downward. Under the influence of alcohol, an overwhelming desire crashed over him.
Wen Moxue had calculated the time difference so that it would be nighttime for Fu Cheng when he sent the photo. The pose was taken from the internet, shared by Shuyan. He had struggled for over half an hour before finally producing this selfie.
Yet after sending it, half an hour passed, and that dog of a man had gone silent again.
He really was a man with very heavy dead air.
Wen Moxue angrily typed.
A Xiao Li: o(T﹏T)o Brother why are you ignoring me? Is it because you do not like it?
It was almost an hour before Fu Cheng finally replied.
Fu: The photo is very beautiful. I like it.
You finally won your resurrection match against the King of Hell. Next time you might as well just stay buried.
Wen Moxue quickly typed back.
A Xiao Li: But the internet says this pose makes the photos look very sexy, and the person who receives them will likes it a lot and gets excited.
A Xiao Li: Only brother’s reaction is the calmest. I waited an hour and then replied so indifferently.
A Xiao Li: It must be my problem. I am not attractive enough to tempt brother. (crying hard)
Fu: "......"
A moment later, Fu Cheng sent a voice message. “Do you want to know why I only replied after an hour?”
His voice was slightly hoarse, a little sensual, making Wen Moxue’s ears tingle.
Could he have been...
Thinking of that possibility, Wen Moxue secretly rejoiced. He deliberately acted very innocent and sent a voice message in return.
“Why, brother? Did something delay you?”
“Tomorrow night at 8, come pick me up at the airport and I will tell you.”
Hearing this message, Wen Moxue nearly jumped off the bed.
He hurriedly pressed the voice button. “Brother, weren’t you going to be on a business trip for half a month? Tomorrow is only the tenth day.”
“Mm.” Fu Cheng replied, “There was originally another project, but the vice presidents of this company can handle it. I decided to come back early to deal with the little stupid cat who keeps teasing me.”
Wen Moxue: "........."
He had known Fu Cheng would not return quickly, which was why he had dared to escalate his teasing. Who knew he was actually able to come back?
Help help help help help.
He hurriedly replied, “Work is important, brother, and I am not free tomorrow night.”
“Then I will go to your campus directly and wait until you are free.”
“When I finish, the dorm curfew will have already passed.”
Another message came from Fu Cheng, clearly carrying laughter. “It is fine. My home has no curfew.”
Wen Moxue: "......"
Someone save him.
He regretted everything. Deeply regretted sending that photo.
Maybe he should run away.
But if he did, then all those photos, all that suffering and frustration would be for nothing.
No. He had to keep going.
Grinding his teeth, Wen Moxue replied, “Then I will cancel my plans for tomorrow and go to the airport to pick brother up. Then brother can send me back.”
He certainly could not do anything to him in the car. At most he would kiss him.
Fu: Okay.
Wen Moxue let out a sigh of relief. Damn old man. He must have been tempted beyond endurance, love brain activated, traveling thousands of miles just to come back and screw him.
He simply would not let him.
Thinking of Fu Cheng driven crazy by desire, Wen Moxue’s mood brightened again. Success was only one step away.
_
The next day he had a full schedule of classes. After class, Wen Moxue rushed back to his place to change clothes and put on makeup. Fu Cheng did not let him take a taxi but sent the family driver to pick him up.
He had taken too long with his makeup, so by the time he arrived at the airport it was already past eight. Fu Cheng’s plane had long since landed. The driver pulled up directly to the VIP exit.
Just as Wen Moxue was about to get out, Fu Cheng, who had been waiting at the exit, opened the car door. “No need to get out. It is cold outside.”
With that, he got in and closed the door. The driver had already gotten out to help Fu Cheng’s assistant load the luggage. Seeing there were no outsiders, Wen Moxue intentionally put on a surprised expression and threw himself into Fu Cheng’s arms.
“Brother, long time no see. I missed you so much.”
Fu Cheng wrapped his arms around him in a tight embrace.
Nestled in his arms, Wen Moxue could feel the man’s strong heartbeat, each beat clearly faster than normal, making his own heart speed up.
Just when he thought the hug was enough and the driver should be coming back, he felt the man’s arm suddenly tighten around his waist. His body lifted into the air and then he fell right into Fu Cheng’s lap.
“...” Such strength.
Then the man lifted his chin. A scorching kiss fell without warning.
Wen Moxue let out muffled sounds as he struggled, pushing at him hard. Fu Cheng eased back slightly. “What is it?”
“Th... the driver.” Wen Moxue panted heavily.
“Don’t worry. Without my instruction, he won’t come up.”
As he spoke, the kiss descended again.
Wen Moxue almost vomited blood. The old man had clearly planned this in advance.
But soon his mind ran out of oxygen and he could not think at all. His lips were pried open effortlessly, a hot tongue invading and tangling with his. His originally tense body quickly melted into a pool of spring water.
Outside, the nighttime airport was bustling with people. Even the VIP area saw passersby now and then. The thin car windows shut out the noise outside, creating a small, ambiguous, enclosed space.
Held tightly in the arms of the tall man, Wen Moxue’s cheeks flushed, his eyes glossy, and he had no strength to resist. He could only let himself be taken.
Until he felt the man lift the hem of his sweater, and a burning hand slipped inside.
A jolt shot through Wen Moxue’s heart. He snapped out of his dazed state and grabbed Fu Cheng’s hand sharply.
“No.” Wen Moxue’s voice was hoarse. His whole body felt weak, but his grip on Fu Cheng’s hand was firm.
He had no choice. Any higher and the man would feel his fake chest.
Fu Cheng’s eyes darkened, but since he said no, he withdrew his hand, instead holding his waist and pulling him closer against his body.
Wen Moxue froze immediately.
Something was pressing against him.
Realizing what it was, Wen Moxue’s face flamed red. He twisted his waist, trying to escape Fu Cheng’s arms, only to be held down tightly again.
“Be good,” Fu Cheng murmured against his ear, his voice low and rough, “Don’t move. Let me hold you for a while. I will not touch you.”
Wen Moxue: ".........."
Was this really the same old man who had been so cold half a month ago?