abnabooks Chapter 123 070: Because You Like Me
Chapter 123 070: Because You Like Me
Chapter 123 070: Because You Like Me
In the high-end apartment, the thick gray curtains are drawn tightly, blocking the sunlight from the window. The overall decoration of the room is originally in a cold tone, the sunlight cannot come in, and every place is filled with cold darkness.
There was a faint sound of running water in the bathroom, and it stopped abruptly at a certain moment. With a "click", the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and then a tall figure walked out.
The young man opened his bathrobe wide open, and wore a pair of shorts. His hair was not wiped, and the water droplets fell on his shoulders, slowly flowing down the clear texture, and finally disappeared in the soft bathrobe.
Occasionally, a few drops of water fell on the ground, but he didn't care. He walked to the bed with bare feet, and took a look at his phone.
Clean and tidy, not to mention missed calls, not even text messages.
"Tsk." Fu Yan was upset for a moment, locked the screen, threw the phone on the bed casually, went back to the bathroom with a sullen face, pulled a towel over his head, and rubbed it indiscriminately.
It has been more than 24 hours since that little heartless disappearance!
From yesterday to now, Mu Jinyue had just said a word to him.
【busy recently. 】
He thought angrily, no matter how busy he is, there is always time to reply a text message!
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Fu Yan didn't pay attention, and the movements of his hands became heavier. He let out a 'hiss—', put down the towel, and touched the painful scalp in front of the mirror.
The expression of the person in the mirror is a bit fierce, but those shining peach eyes are full of grievances.
Drying his hair without much energy, he was changing his clothes when the phone rang suddenly.
Fu Yan raised his head abruptly, a pair of jet-black eyes sparkled with astonishing brilliance, and the end of his eyes lifted slightly, instantly filled with a smile. He threw down the ordinary shirt he was wearing, almost rushed to the bedside, and picked up his phone.
His eyes froze slightly when he touched the caller ID, and then the light dimmed. He frowned, connected, and said in a low tone, "What's the matter?"
Lu Zicang, who was gnawing on the apple with Erlang's legs up, was taken aback for a moment. He stopped gnawing on the apples, and his legs didn't turn up. Subconsciously, he sat upright, but he still spoke in a nonchalant way: "Hehe, who made our Young Master Fu angry?"
Isn't he just angry? This tone, this tone, all reveal a message.
He is very upset!
"Say something quickly," Fu Yan was in no mood to talk to him, "I'll hang up if it's nothing."
"Don't," Lu Zicang asked meanly, "I guess, what are you doing with Mu Jinyue again?"
Fu Yan's eyebrows turned cold, and he hung up the phone without saying a word.
The next second, the ringtone rang again. He didn't even look at it. After connecting, he said coldly to the other end: "If you have something to talk about, don't talk nonsense to me if you have nothing to do!"
The hostility is very heavy, and he is very impatient now.
There was silence for a while, and then there was a cold shout.
"Fu Yan, I think you are out of order now!"
The voice was cold and solemn, filled with undisguised anger.
Fu Yan frowned fiercely, took down the phone and glanced at it.
A string of mobile phone numbers, which are unsaved numbers.
"Oh," he snorted coldly, raised his hand, and threw the wet towel on the ground. Fu Yan stretched his long legs and sat on the bed with a comfortable posture, even with a careless frivolity in his tone: "ah ,It is you."
The man on the other end of the phone became even more angry, and his voice raised a level: "What is me? I'm your father! Why, after a semester, have you even forgotten how to be polite?"
"Isn't it?" He smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "If someone lives and no one cares, how can there be any education?"
"Bastard!" There was a muffled sound while scolding, "I will feed you and clothe you, is this how you repay me?"
Fu Yixun probably made a fuss about it again. Fu Yan felt pain for him when he heard it. He moved the phone away so as not to shock his ears, and said lightly: "Don't worry, old man, I will keep all the money you gave me. I'll pay you back when I'm free, ah, yes, I won't pay the money you asked someone to transfer me to Chaoling, after all, I'm not willing to transfer this school myself."
After he finished speaking, his mind wandered a little.
When he transferred to another school, he was only 13 years old, so young, he was unwilling to come here, so Fu Yixun found someone to tie him up and dragged him all the way to Chaoling.
He still remembered that on the way, someone suspected that Fu Yixun was a trafficker, and almost called the police. In the end, Fu Yixun revealed his identity to avoid the trouble.
At that time, he had a rebellious heart, so he didn't want to let Fu Yixun go his way. Now that he thinks about it, he is glad that Fu Yixun wanted to get back that woman, so he made up his mind to send him away, a stumbling block that blocked her eyes. If it wasn't for that, he wouldn't know her. Mu Jinyue.
As soon as he mentioned transferring to another school, Fu Yixun's arrogance immediately weakened, probably because he felt guilty, and he didn't even care about Fu Yan's rude words just now.
"Cough," he cleared his throat, and finally got to the point: "Do you know why I called you?"
Fu Yan lazily leaned against the bed, waiting for his next words.
Fu Yixun paused for two seconds, did not hear any reply, and quickly continued: "I heard that you and Zhenzhen went on a trip?"
Hearing those two words, Fu Yan squinted his eyes almost reflexively, his eyes were full of hostility, and the impatience on his face was undisguised: "Travel with her? It's impossible in the next life!"
He silently added in his heart: If he wants to travel, he will go with Mu Jinyue.
"Isn't it?" Although it was a question, there was not much surprise in Fu Yixun's tone. Even if he didn't like his own son no matter how much he ignored him, it was impossible for him not to understand.
When Shi Zhenzhen told him that she was going to travel with Fu Yan, Fu Yixun knew she was lying, but——
"Since you didn't go on a trip, when are you going to come back?"
"Go back?" Fu Yan sneered, "Why should I go back?"
"School is on holiday now, so you should go home." Fu Yixun said it as a matter of course, plausible, he paused, and said: "Yangyang is also in Linru, you just come back together."
"What about after you go back?" He lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep and cold, "See how you please that woman who doesn't like you at all? Or use it as a prop for you to kneel and lick her with you?"
Kneel and lick.
Fu Yan feels that there is no other word that is more suitable to describe Fu Yixun.
I don't know which word touched Fu Yixun's taboo, he growled and said, "Fu Yan, what are you talking about? I raised you so much, spent so much money on you, and taught you to be such a bastard. thing?"
"Since you look down on me so much, why do you need me to go back?" He sneered: "If you want to please that woman, you might as well call Qin Kaiyang, after all, in her eyes, that is the son she admits, but she doesn't know Does Qin Kaiyang recognize her as a stepmother?"
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Mu's Villa.
The door of the room on the second floor, which has been closed all year round, is wide open. The room is cleaned and spotless. At this time, the bed is covered with all kinds of long skirts, which are gorgeous and noble, and each one is priceless.
"Yueyue," Kong Ansi gestured back and forth with two skirts on her body. In front of her was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror. Through the mirror, she looked at the person behind her and asked softly, "Which one do you think looks better?"
Mu Jinyue twitched the corners of her mouth, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "It's all good."
"Then take them all with you." After Kong Ansi finished speaking, he threw the skirt in his hand on the bed, then turned to look at the closet, and continued to search.
Mu Jinyue glanced at the bed.
Those clothes were all prepared by Kong Ansi to take to the Kong family.
Yesterday morning, Kong Anqing called her personally and asked her to go back to Kong's house for her birthday.Kong Ansi's memory is now disordered, and he doesn't think there is any problem with going back to Kong's house, and even feels that what Kong Anqing said yesterday is a bit inexplicable.
She has always been Kong Jing's favorite and proudest daughter, how could she be kicked out of the house?
Throwing a bed of clothes, Kong Ansi finally felt that it was almost done, and called Sister Wang to help her pack her luggage, and then looked at Mu Jinyue: "Yueyue, have you packed your things?"
"It's finished." Mu Jinyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and her tone was unremarkable.
How could Kong Ansi leave her here when she returned to Kong's house?
It's just that I don't know what the people of the Kong family want to do.
She couldn't figure it out, so she simply took one step at a time and waited and watched.
"That's fine," Kong Ansi nodded, smiling dignifiedly and generously: "Go back and have a rest, we should leave in two hours."
Mu Jinyue said yes, and went back to her room after leaving.
As soon as she entered the door, her expression suddenly relaxed, her face was exhausted, she walked to the bed with heavy steps, lay down, and didn't want to move.
Now she doesn't even know whether Kong Ansi's memory disorder is good or bad.
Mu Jinyue reached out and groped a few times, took out the phone from under the pillow, unlocked it, and clicked on WeChat habitually. There were two top chats in the chat history, one was the group chat between her and Bai Heyun, and the other...
It's Fu Yan.
She clicked on it, and the last chat record was from yesterday morning.
It was probably due to exhaustion both physically and mentally. Mu Jinyue suddenly felt very tired after forcing herself to laugh for too long. She really wanted to hear Fu Yan's voice. By the time she realized it, the call had already been dialed.
She was startled, and just about to hang up, the other side had already answered.
"Hello." Fu Yan's voice was a bit strange, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, or as if he had yelled hysterically, it sounded astringent and hoarse.
Mu Jinyue sat up, tapped the back of the phone twice with her fingertips, and still couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your throat?"
Fu Yan coughed, "It's a little dry, I'll drink some water first."
There was probably a water glass at hand, and the voice of "Gulu" and "Gulu" soon came from Mu Jinyue's receiver.
Her bed was not high, and both legs could touch the ground. There was a soft blanket on the floor, and Mu Jinyue stepped on it repeatedly.
"Didn't you say that you've been a little busy recently?" Fu Yan spoke again, his voice was much more normal than before, but it was slightly lower than usual, and he slightly raised his tail to make a teasing smile: "Finally remember to give it to me?"
Mu Jinyue was slightly startled, keenly aware that he seemed to be in a bad mood.
It should be said that it was terrible, the kind that I tried hard to hide but couldn't hide well.
She pursed her lips, and hesitated for a long time before finally making up her mind. Qing Lingling's voice was lowered, with a little more charm: "It's not finally, it was because of something before," she paused, and unconsciously licked her dry hair lips, I was obviously nervous and embarrassed, but I still finished what I wanted to say, "Actually, I haven't solved it yet, but I just have time."
Maybe it was because she had never said such a thing before, she just wanted to express her meaning very simply, she wanted to tell Fu Yan that she didn't ignore him on purpose, and wanted him to know that she didn't miss him, but for the first time I found that my expressive ability was so poor, and I couldn't even understand myself, let alone others.
Fu Yan was silent for a long time, and Mu Jinyue could only hear shallow breathing. She frowned angrily, thinking that he didn't understand, and was just about to bite the bullet and explain, when a sigh came from the receiver.
She froze for a moment, and stopped when she reached the edge of her mouth, not knowing why.
"So, it's because you are free and have time that you suddenly think of me?" The voice was low and depressed, looking very disappointed.
"Of course not." Mu Jinyue was a little anxious, biting her lower lip, not knowing what to say.
In a way, she is also a bad-spoken person.
"what is that?"
"That's right..." Mu Jinyue's ears were red, and her tone was a little anxious, "Can't you think about it yourself!"
There was an instant silence.
Mu Jinyue realized later that her attitude seemed to be not very good.
"I..." She raised her hand, ruffled her hair, a little at a loss: "I'm not angry..."
"puff--"
Mu Jinyue was stunned, she slowly lowered her hands, her shyness faded away, and her mind became clearer. She narrowed her eyes and asked in a low tone, "Did you just smile?"
"Ah?" Fu Yan touched his nose, and said righteously: "You must have heard wrong."
"Did you hear wrong?" Mu Jinyue gritted her teeth, crossed her slender legs, straightened her back unconsciously, and said through gritted teeth, "You laugh so loudly, do you think I can't hear you?"
"That might be..."
Fu Yan was still thinking about how to explain, but was interrupted by Mu Jinyue in the middle of the sentence.
"What could it be?" She raised her eyebrows. "Is there someone else beside you? Then let him say something."
Fu Yan: "..."
There is no escape.
His tone was innocent: "I'm just so happy."
"Happy?" Mu Jinyue wanted to roll her eyes: "Why?" Could it be because she was happy that she was stupid?
Mu Jinyue felt that if he dared to say that, she would definitely rush to his house in anger and beat him up to relieve her anger!
Unexpectedly, Fu Yan's next words directly made her froze and blushed.
"Because you like me." Fu Yan's voice was a little hoarse, with an undisguised smile.
It was as if an electric current was rushing through her heart, and she disappeared in a moment, but her heart was numb and soft, and her soul was shaken out, and she couldn't recover for a long time.
"Who, who likes you!" Mu Jinyue retorted, and found that she was stuttering even when speaking. She bit the tip of her tongue and felt a slight pain before letting go.
"Don't like me?" He smiled: "Then why do you keep thinking about me?"
"Since when have I been thinking about you!" Mu Jinyue's mind was in such a mess that she couldn't even react to what he said.
(End of this chapter)