bayedsolid Chapter 158 She gradually became willing to trust him
Chapter 158 She gradually became willing to trust him
Fu Chengli's gaze lingered on her face, met her eyes, and then he denied it outright.
"No."
He spoke with absolute certainty and in a firm tone.
An Ying gave a thoughtful "oh".
If not, then there won’t be.
Given Fu Chengli's current status and position, even if he has feelings for me, he would never be jealous of Lu Qiyao.
An Ying blinked: "I was just kidding, don't mind me."
Fu Chengli didn't speak, but his knuckles lightly traced the armrest of the sofa as he glanced at her with an ambiguous look.
It's impossible not to mind; after all, I do feel a little jealous.
It's so sour it's hard to keep your mouth shut.
After the initial sourness subsided, I inexplicably found it somewhat amusing.
In the past, An Ying always treated his advances with a respectful but distant attitude.
Why am I suddenly interested in him today? Will he be jealous?
It's as if the little cat that used to be afraid of humans and kept its distance from them has, at some point, stopped being afraid and has started to come closer to curiously observe humans.
Fu Chengli squinted through a swirling cloud of smoke.
You can't grab the kitten by the scruff of her neck yet, or she'll get scared and run away without looking back.
sorry.
I should have just said I was jealous and then observed her reaction.
Fu Chengli flicked his cigarette ash, looking at An Ying's fair profile with interest, and asked in a low voice, "Did you often cook for Lu Qiyao before?"
His voice was faint, yet tinged with some inexplicable emotion.
An Ying said to herself, "That was in the past, and it's absolutely impossible in the future. I'm too lazy to cook for men anymore; I'm not a maid. But, well..."
She paused, then forced a smile: "My cousin has helped me so much, so I'm willing to do it for you this once, even if it's difficult."
He emphasized the words "reluctantly" with particular force.
It sounded like a joke, or perhaps a tease.
Seeing that Fu Chengli's complexion had improved slightly, An Ying got up to open the refrigerator.
"Let me see what we can eat..."
Fu Chengli stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, and said, "Another day, not today."
An Ying turned around and looked at Fu Chengli with a puzzled expression.
Fu Chengli: "We're going back to the Fu residence for dinner today. A lot has happened at home recently, so you should come too."
An Ying hesitated for a few seconds.
She instantly understood what this family dinner at the Fu family meant.
Recently, there were reports of framing and exposés at a celebration banquet, followed by project leaks, making the conflict between Fu Haidong and Fu Chengli public...
One messy thing after another happened.
The wealthy family is in chaos.
Someone will always come forward to settle this score.
An Ying has been cleared of suspicion; she not only did not betray the company, but she has also become a victim.
I shouldn't get implicated in anything, right?
An Ying silently closed the refrigerator door, feeling inexplicably heavy-hearted.
Fu Chengli glanced at An Ying: "Don't you want to go?"
An Ying lowered her head and said, "No, nothing."
She had no choice but to go; she had no right to refuse the Fu family.
Fu Chengli held a lighter in his hand, slowly playing with it, looking very calm:
"What are you afraid of with me here? Do you think I'd let those people tear you apart alive?"
An Ying was taken aback.
Gradually, a slight soreness appeared on the tip of my nose.
She has always grown up independently, knowing that her scumbag father, An Weiping, is unreliable, and her stepmother, Xu Mei, is unreliable as well.
Later, she met Lu Qiyao. She had thought he was different, but it turned out he was still an unreliable person.
Gradually, she stopped relying on them.
When did it start, but whenever he was around, she felt especially at ease? Fu Chengli gradually began to squeeze into her closed heart, making her willing to trust him.
An Ying turned around and looked at Fu Chengli's back.
Fu Chengli stood by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the city scenery outside, as if deep in thought.
His tall and slender figure exudes a sense of security.
An Ying silently searched her memory.
It seemed that every time she turned around, she could see his figure.
Are these all coincidences?
An Ying suddenly remembered something.
She addressed Fu Chengli, saying, "Cousin..."
Fu Chengli slowly turned around and looked at her.
An Ying said slowly, "There have been too many rumors about me lately. Could you please keep the Fu family from finding out that I live downstairs from you?"
Fu Chengli smiled slightly and nodded calmly.
As Fu Chengli's car gradually drove away from Yue Mansion, he turned his head to look out the window and suddenly remembered something.
He's known An Ying for over a decade, and it seems he's never refused her requests.
Although it was a family dinner, the air inside the vast Fu residence was filled with a sense of low pressure.
There was no joyful atmosphere at all, typical of a family gathering.
Upon entering the Fu residence, Butler Zhao immediately led Fu Chengli to Old Master Fu's study.
Following the nanny's directions, An Ying went to the restaurant on the other side.
As soon as An Ying pushed open the restaurant door, everyone's eyes turned to her.
She glanced down the long dining table.
Everyone is here.
Even An Xiaoxiao, whom we haven't seen in a long time, came.
An Xiaoxiao glanced at An Ying sideways, gave a cold snort, and looked away at her newly done manicure.
Some time ago, An Weiping somehow found out that she was hanging out with Du Sheng.
An Weiping beat her up when he got home that night.
At that time, An Xiaoxiao was enjoying watching An Ying's embarrassing leak of information, but instead, she was scolded by her father and questioned about her relationship with the Du family in Yuncheng.
An Xiaoxiao guessed that An Ying must be behind this.
An Xiaoxiao grew angrier the more she thought about it. An Ying just couldn't stand to see her doing well. She was embroiled in a scandal involving leaked information and barely able to protect herself, yet she deliberately stirred up trouble and dragged her sister down with her. How could An Ying be so despicable?!
An Weiping said coldly, "Everyone's here. Someone go and invite the old man over."
An Xiaoxiao glanced at An Ying and teased, "Before inviting Grandpa, why don't you prepare an ambulance? I'm afraid Grandpa's high blood pressure will relapse if he sees certain people."
An Weiping coldly interrupted, "That's enough, Xiaoxiao, say less."
An Xiaoxiao couldn't shut up: "Did I say something wrong? Isn't An Ying the source of all the recent scandals and troubles? If it weren't for the mess she made, would we all be here waiting to be scolded tonight? Someone like her should never set foot in the Fu family again, right?"