Fu Lian had indeed been too indulgent tonight.
The wooden dining table had been pushed about so that it groaned. It was an unpleasant sound that ruined the atmosphere.
Fu Lian had grabbed her by the waist and made her face him. Her hands and feet had been like the tentacles of an octopus as she clung to him like a koala.
The man had carried her towards the bedroom. Every step had been firm.
Wen Baozhu had been sweating profusely in his arms. His scalding temperature had made her tremble. She wished that she could melt in his hands.
Anger and desire had been the theme of tonight. She had not known how many times she had pleaded for mercy before the tsunami had finally stopped.
She had been like a harbour that had been struck by a storm, or a beached fish that kept flopping about.
When the passion and hormones had faded, her hunger had finally made itself known.
Wen Baozhu remembered that she had not even eaten dinner tonight, because Fu Lian had taken her away early.
Thankfully, the satisfied man had always been considerate. He had even taken the initiative to cook some noodles. He had been busy in the kitchen.
Wen Baozhu lay on the table. Her chin had been propped up by her hands.
Fu Lian was wearing a dark grey tracksuit. He was standing in the kitchen area. The long chopsticks in his hands had been turning constantly. The smell of the noodles had been coming out with the steam.
It was a scene that was so full of life.
He had been right.
They were not lovers, because lovers would not have moments like this. But they were not dating, because they did not reach that threshold.
If she was too sober, it would not mean anything. If she was too immersed, she would be in a stupor.
She wished that she could be a duckweed on the sea. It would float up and down, and occasionally be sober, occasionally in a stupor.
It was like quitting smoking. She was on the verge of wanting to quit but not being able to.
It was so exciting.
The two of them were sitting face to face, eating noodles. Wen Baozhu was surprised that he had even deigned to eat plain noodles with her.
He had said before that he did not like to eat plain noodles, because they were too bland.
"Did you give me time to eat dinner tonight?"
Fu Lian raised his eyebrows. "There are some people who were opening their little mouths and swallowing. I thought that I had already satisfied her hunger, but I didn't expect that I still had to satisfy her hunger for food."
Wen Baozhu was ashamed. She quickly pulled her line of sight back. She buried her head in her bowl of noodles. She wished that she would not have to look up for the entire night.
The man's laughter had not been concealed. It came from the other side.
Damn it. Her earlobes were about to burn off.
Both her mental and physical hunger had been satisfied. It was rare for them to have enough time to rest. The two of them had gone to bed early.
She was too tired and too full. Sleepiness came quickly. Wen Baozhu was lying in the man's arms. Her eyelids were almost closed.
"If I could, I would wish that you did not have to meet anyone. You would stay at home obediently. You would not have to go anywhere."
Wen Baozhu could not open her eyes. "I was doing it for Fu Corporation tonight. Didn't Mr Fu also hope that I could gain Madam Li's trust?"
"Yes, so I feel guilty." He pinched her little hand. He felt the smoothness and softness of her skin. "Baozhu, thank you for doing so much for me."
"I'm so lucky that someone like me can have someone like you by my side."
Even heroes feared the gentle trap.
Wen Baozhu's emotions had surged for a moment. "For Mr Fu... Everything is worth it."
She just did not know if he would think that she had been stupid for thinking like that in the future.
She did not know if he loved her.
But he would definitely hate her.
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At two in the morning, the shrill ringing of the phone had broken through the silent night.
Wen Baozhu had immediately opened her eyes. She was worried that it would wake Fu Lian up. Her first reaction was to hang up the phone.
But when she saw that the caller ID was Aunt Lan, Wen Baozhu suddenly stopped her fingers.
Fu Lian had already opened his eyes. He had also seen the caller ID. "Answer it."
If it was not something extremely urgent, the Fu family mansion would not have called so late at night.
Wen Baozhu had a bad feeling, but she still obediently swiped to answer the call. She pressed the speakerphone button.
Aunt Lan's voice came out of the receiver. She was calm, but could not hide her panic. "Miss Wen, Madam Li fainted just now. Please come to the hospital now."
Wen Baozhu had rushed out of bed. She had rushed to the wardrobe in a hurry. She had begun to look for clothes to wear out.
She was so at a loss. The Fu Lian lying on the bed raised his eyebrows.
"She just fainted. You're so flustered."
Wen Baozhu had poked her head out of her pullover. "Madam Li's condition is not mild. It is in its late stages. Every time she has an attack, it is a sign that her condition is worsening. We cannot treat it like a small matter."
She had had experience taking care of her grandmother. Although she did not want this to be possible, she had also done some research on taking care of cancer patients in advance, just in case.
It just had not been used.
Fu Lian saw that she was being serious. He was too lazy to argue with her. He told her to wear something thicker when she went out. He told her not to catch a cold at night.
After she had put on her clothes, Wen Baozhu had reacted.
"Mr Fu is not going?"
His mother's condition was worsening, but as a son, he was even calmer than her, who was an illegitimate daughter-in-law.
Fu Lian pulled his lips. He was extremely sarcastic. "Aunt Lan notified you in the middle of the night. My phone was on the bedside table. It did not ring at all."
Wen Baozhu was stunned for a moment.
Aunt Lan had been working in the Fu family for so long. She must have already learned to tell people's eyes and voices.
She did not call Fu Lian in the middle of the night. She called her instead. This was already beyond the normal person's habit of doing things.
A servant did not dare to make her own decision.
It was very likely that it was Li Wenshu's intention.
She looked back at Fu Lian. The man was still lying against the headboard. He did not even seem like he wanted to get out of bed. "Go and come back quickly. I'll keep your bed warm."
Wen Baozhu's face flushed. She washed her face with cold water before going out. She then went downstairs and got into the car.
The driver had received a temporary notice. He was on standby at night.
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Lin." Wen Baozhu knew how annoying it was to drive in the middle of the night. She could not help but thank him first.
Before, Li Wenshu had seen through Uncle Lin's identity. She had known that he was an eye that Fu Lian had placed in the Fu family. She had directly fired him.
When a person reached middle age, it was not easy to earn a living. Fu Lian had transferred him to Wen Baozhu to be her personal driver.
At two in the morning, Hong Kong was especially empty compared to the day.
A few neon light panels on the building were still blinking. There was a sense of absurdity in the urban legend.
The road was clear at night. There was no risk of traffic jams. They drove all the way to the hospital.
Wen Baozhu had asked Aunt Lan for the ward number in advance. The hospital director had personally come to pick her up.
The hospital corridor that was covered in tiles was too quiet. The sound of her heels dropping was very harsh.
Wen Baozhu tried her best to walk lightly. She wanted to lower her presence.
She finally reached the ward. The bodyguard was standing guard at the door. He was standing with his legs apart. His hands were behind his back. He was in a state of high alert.
No one could enter without permission.
When the bodyguard saw Wen Baozhu coming, he moved aside. "Miss Wen, please."
Wen Baozhu pinched her palm.
She had mentally prepared herself in advance. She walked into the room that the bodyguard had opened for her.
It was a special care ward. The space was bigger than the ward that she had been rushed to before. The things were also more complete.
Wen Baozhu looked around. She had a rough idea.
It seemed that Li Wenshu had finally not been able to withstand the pain of the illness. She was willing to be hospitalized for treatment.
On the bed, Li Wenshu heard someone coming in. She slowly opened her eyes.
"You're here."