Wen Baozhu was momentarily speechless.
She had never expected that Fu Lian, who was always high - spirited, would also have such a moment of dejection and frustration.
When is a man the most charming?
Not when he is extremely wealthy, nor when he is in the limelight.
It is when he is briefly down and out, with the tiny sparks on the cigarette between his fingers.
She involuntarily hugged his waist, hoping to convey some warmth to him.
"How could I make fun of Mr. Fu?" She buried her face in his chest, listening to the familiar thumping sound inside, and couldn't help feeling heart - sore.
Wen Baozhu was just an ordinary person, and she often had her own helpless moments. It was even harder to imagine how much filth and mire were hidden behind Fu Lian's glorious life.
"I may not be able to help much... but as long as Mr. Fu needs me, I will definitely do my best."
Fu Lian looked down at her pure and innocent face.
At this moment, there was a naive and innocent girl offering her sincere heart with both hands.
No one knew this better than he did at this moment.
Fu Lian gave a soft laugh. "Can I ask Baozhu to do anything?"
These words were full of implications.
When he asked this question, there was a growing smile in his eyes. It didn't seem like he was asking for an answer, but rather he knew the answer already.
When being stared at by him, Wen Baozhu felt her body getting hot.
"...Mr. Fu has helped me so much. I should also do my best to help Mr. Fu, right?"
"Wrong."
Fu Lian shook his head and tapped the tip of her nose with his finger. "Don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself. I don't need you to repay me. Besides, you've already exchanged with your body."
He turned his hand over and placed it on her cheek. "I never force anyone, unless the other person is willing."
Wen Baozhu blurted out, "I'm willing to do anything for Mr. Fu."
The man paused in his action.
"Silly girl." Fu Lian let out a laugh.
In the whole Hong Kong city, there were countless famous ladies and rich wives who were willing to throw themselves at Fu Lian. But there were not many who could so obediently offer their sincere hearts with just a little effort.
But Wen Baozhu was so stupid that she only had a sincere heart.
"I once suspected you. I'm sorry for my actions." Fu Lian softened his tone. "My position is special, which means I have to be suspicious and cautious. Can you understand me?"
Wen Baozhu raised her head and looked into his deep, black pupils.
Some words didn't really need to be spoken.
Fu Lian raised his hand, pinched her chin, and leaned in to kiss her. Their lips and tongues intertwined, as if they wanted to melt into each other.
Until the girl in his arms was like cream, leaning against him.
"Charity is a golden name - card, but it's a pity that Little Aunt can't hold it steady." Fu Lian coaxed the girl in his arms, gently guiding her. "Baozhu is so kind. How about you take charge of it in the future? Okay?"
Wen Baozhu was kissed until her eyes were hazy. She looked at him blankly. "Can I do it well? And Little Aunt may not..."
"Doesn't Baozhu want to?"
His voice was like a ghost and like seaweed, entangling her and pulling her down to the bottom of the sea.
Although her mind was in a mess, she still managed to keep a shred of clarity. She guessed Fu Lian's intention.
Fu Shuyi was not one of their own. Even if she didn't need to be taken seriously, she was still a hidden danger.
Only someone on their side could be truly reliable.
As for whether Wen Baozhu could overthrow Fu Shuyi, it wasn't a problem that was too difficult to overcome. Fu Lian would handle it for her.
Wen Baozhu's voice was muffled. "...Since Mr. Fu trusts me, I'm naturally willing."
As long as he needed her, she was willing to be his gun, his knife, and his lover.
Fu Lian rubbed her lips with his fingertips. "I'm so lucky to have Baozhu."
Wen Baozhu's heart trembled slightly.
She suddenly thought of Fang Yuan.
When Fu Lian was with Fang Yuan, he was also so gentle, delicate, and gentlemanly.
She was sure that Mr. Fu must have said such sweet words to Fang Yuan too.
"What are you thinking about?" Sensing her distraction, Fu Lian's gaze gradually became scrutinizing. "Do you regret it?"
"No."
She clearly knew that her feet had fallen into the sweet trap carefully designed by Fu Lian, and she couldn't escape.
But so what?
Even if it was arsenic wrapped in honey, she was still willing to swallow it.
...
After a brief moment of tenderness, Fu Lian asked her where she had gone later.
Based on the previous experience, Wen Baozhu guessed that Fu Lian must know her whereabouts and just wanted to see if she would lie or hide anything.
So Wen Baozhu told him everything in detail, including the dispute with a girl in the welfare home.
Fu Lian said, "Is the kid who had a feud with you Zhou You?"
"Does Mr. Fu know her too?" Wen Baozhu was first surprised, but then quickly thought it was reasonable.
After all, if Fang Yuan knew this little kid, how could Fu Lian not know her?
"I know her." Fu Lian gave a faint smile. "She's a little imp. Her personality is a bit willful, but she doesn't have any bad intentions."
"I know." Wen Baozhu could tell.
Wen Baozhu nestled into Fu Lian's chest, longing for the warmth other than intimacy, and quietly listened to him speak.
Fu Lian had a lot of free time today, and he was very patient. "Zhou You's parents were old friends of mine. There was a plane crash three years ago... Later, she has been taken care of by her grandfather."
"At that time, Zhou You was only five years old."
Wen Baozhu's heart ached. "Does she know? About her parents being gone?"
"Originally, we planned to keep it from her." Fu Lian said with a bit of regret. "But she's really too smart. While the nanny was out, she turned on the TV."
During that time, the whole of Hong Kong was reporting on that plane crash.
"For a long time, Zhou You locked herself in the room. Even her grandfather had to talk to her at the door for a long time before she would open it."
As Wen Baozhu listened, her guilt grew stronger.
"If I had known, I should have asked clearly first before making a judgment." Wen Baozhu was extremely annoyed. "I must have hurt her feelings. No wonder she said that when she left."
Fu Lian kissed the center of her eyebrows, his tone full of doting. "She's just a little kid. She'll forget about it in a couple of days. Don't take it to heart."
"But precisely because she's a child, we should set a good example." She shook her head. "Children have better memories than adults. How could she forget?"
"So what do you want to do?"
"If possible, I'd like to apologize to her in person, tell her that I made a mistake, and hope that she can forgive me. It's okay if she doesn't."
It didn't rain in Hong Kong today, and the morning sun was very bright.
The sunlight shone in through the window, filling the room with the smell of the sun.
Fu Lian looked down at her. Her smooth and pure baby - face was innocent, and her eyes were full of seriousness. It was obvious that she wasn't just saying it casually.
Fu Lian pondered for a moment.
"Then I'll find an opportunity for you two to meet."
Wen Baozhu was overjoyed. "Really?"
"Why not? Even if she's as naughty as she can be, she still has to call me Uncle Fu when she sees me."
"Mr. Fu has a really good relationship with Zhou You, huh?" Wen Baozhu said deliberately in a jealous tone.
Fu Lian laughed heartily and reached out to pinch the bridge of her nose, dotingly saying, "Our Baozhu is so jealous. You're even jealous of a little girl?"
"I'm not."
It turned out that he actually understood everything.
The longer Wen Baozhu got along with Fu Lian, the more clearly she knew where his boundaries were.
As long as she didn't cross the line, he would always be the doting Mr. Fu to her; but if she did cross the line, he would be an out - and - out devil.
She had to be careful in order to enjoy Mr. Fu's love to the fullest.