Pregnant With The Pup Of A Wealthy Old Man - Chapter 35
On the way home from work, Shen Yunxing leaned against the car window, feeling the lingering warmth on his face from being jealous all day because of a photo.
“You little rascal, it’s all because of you that I can’t control my emotions and always embarrass myself in front of Mr. Fu,” he muttered to himself, patting his stomach.
After shifting the blame onto his “baby,” he felt somewhat relieved. He happily took out a bag of snacks from his bag and sneakily glanced at Mr. Fu, who was driving.
Hmm, it’s time to implement the confession plan.
The 25th is Mr. Fu’s birthday. Today is the 8th, so there are seventeen days left, enough time for him to prepare in advance.
When they arrived home, Aunt Sun had already prepared dinner, all of Shen Yunxing’s favorite dishes. Ignoring Mr. Fu’s advice, he ate heartily until he was full, then leaned back on the sofa, grumbling. Mr. Fu had to massage his stomach for a while before he felt better.
Half-closing his eyes, feeling the warmth of the man’s hand on his abdomen, Shen Yunxing couldn’t help but blush.
Today’s walk was canceled because he overate, which made him a bit unhappy. But thinking that he could watch dramas with Mr. Fu at eight o’clock, he smiled.
After watching the drama series, it was already ten o’clock at night. Seeing the young man motionless, Fu Tingzhou turned his head and saw the young man barely able to keep his eyes open.
Fu Tingzhou shook his head with a smile, picked up the young man, and headed to the bedroom.
He didn’t see the smile of triumph on the young man’s face as he was carried by Mr. Fu.
As Shen Yunxing, pretending to be asleep, felt Mr. Fu about to leave, he panicked and groaned a few times, successfully stopping him and making him sit by the bed.
“Yunxing?” Fu Tingzhou called out in concern, quickly noticing something was off.
The young man held onto his arm tightly, with trembling eyelashes and slightly flushed cheeks, not looking like he was asleep but more like he was being coquettish.
Fu Tingzhou raised his hand, amused and helpless, and rubbed the young man’s short black hair, saying gently, “I won’t leave. I’ll stay here and accompany you and our baby.”
Did Mr. Fu realize he was pretending to sleep?
Shen Yunxing’s eyelashes fluttered rapidly. He wanted to open his eyes to see Mr. Fu’s expression, but if he did, what if Mr. Fu didn’t want to stay with him anymore?
But he had to keep up the act to achieve his goal!
So, he murmured in his sleep, turned over, and opened his eyes, facing away from Mr. Fu.
His acting skills were so good that Mr. Fu probably wouldn’t suspect anything, right?
He held onto the corner of the blanket, ears perked up, listening to the movements behind him until he felt the bed sink as Mr. Fu’s back pressed against his warm chest, and then he relaxed.
“You silly little thing, goodnight.”
There was a smile in Mr. Fu’s voice, and because they were so close, his warm breath tickled Shen Yunxing’s ears, making him feel content yet fluttery.
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The next day, at the Fu family’s old mansion.
“Grandpa, there’s news from Tingzhou’s side. He’s indeed been getting very close to a young boy recently. They not only eat and live together but he also takes him to the company every day, staying there the whole day,” said Fu Ming, mentioning his good cousin with disdain.
Not only did the company not value him, they also always gave him hard and menial tasks. Although his position was the same as Fu Jiarui, the illegitimate child of the Fu family, the projects he got were like heaven and earth. And not long ago, he even used Grandpa’s old age as an excuse to ask his dad to come home to spend time with Grandpa, showing no respect at all!
All of this was done by that bastard Fu Tingzhou. He must be retaliating against their family for what happened back then. Otherwise, how could Fu Jiarui, an illegitimate child, not even be worthy of entering the gates of the Fu Group!
“Bang!”
Grandpa Fu slammed his teacup onto the ground, cursing angrily, “Damn it! How dare he entangle himself with another man! How… how dare he! Big brother, Yuexin, it’s my fault for not disciplining Tingzhou well!”
The old man kept tapping his cane on the ground, sitting next to Fu Yuehe, and exchanged a glance with his eldest son, showing a calculating look in his eyes.
“Dad, do you remember the will that Uncle left before he passed away?” Fu Yuehe asked.
Grandpa Fu, now eighty-eight years old, was in his twilight years, but he had kept himself fit through regular exercise when he was young. Not only that, he also enjoyed life. Just last year, he married a female celebrity fifty years younger than him, who was sitting beside him, gently massaging his abnormal chest.
“What will?” the old man asked.
It had been more than ten years since his elder brother passed away. He couldn’t remember anymore.
“Before my uncle passed away, he left a will, leaving fifteen percent of his shares to his grandson, on the condition that Tingzhou gets married and has children before he turns thirty.”
Fu Yuehe looked at his father and reminded, “Tingzhou is thirty this year, and now he’s still entangled with a man. There won’t be any children. So, this fifteen percent of the shares shouldn’t remain in his hands.”
He holds five percent of the shares, Dad holds ten percent, Jiaming and Jiarui each have six percent. In addition, there are a few elders in the company who support his son. If we add this fifteen percent, it will surpass my good nephew and control the Fu Group!
He glanced at his eldest son, who nodded slightly, then immediately put on a tearful face.
“Grandpa, you don’t know. Since you and Dad left the company, my cousin has never treated me like a human being. These past two years, I haven’t been around often to take care of you because he always sends me away to do some worthless projects that don’t even make millions.”
“I know I’m not capable enough, but I’m still a manager. I’ve been at the company for years but I’m treated worse than a newcomer who just joined two months ago. He’s made me lose face in front of the staff!”
“Is what you said true?” Grandpa Fu was so angry that his hands shook. It took a while for Wen Xiaowan to calm his chest.
“Let him return to the old mansion. Big brother and Yuexin are gone, but I’m still here!” Grandpa gasped for breath.
“I understand, Grandpa. Don’t get agitated. Don’t harm your health,” Fu Jiaming said with concern, but behind the scenes, he was exchanging meaningful glances with Wen Xiaowan. Fu Yuehe, on the side, pretended not to see, just focused on eating.
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Nine thirty, Fu Corporation.
Shen Yunxing sat on the sofa with a tablet, snacking and watching dramas as usual.
The office was knocked, and after Fu Tingzhou called for entry, a man in his early forties walked in. As he passed by the sofa, Shen Yunxing could clearly feel the man’s gaze sweeping over him.
He looked up in confusion and met the man’s disdainful gaze, causing him to stiffen.
This person looked a lot like Mr. Fu.
“Tingzhou, busy?” the man said with a smile.
“Brother.” Fu Tingzhou nodded at the man, his attitude neither warm nor cold.
“Yeah, I’ve been busy lately. Grandpa at home also misses you. He asked me to invite you back to the old mansion for a gathering,” Fu Jiaming said.
“Sorry, I’ve been busy lately and can’t spare the time.”
Fu Jiaming’s smile froze on his face, but in order to complete the mission, he could only continue to persuade politely.
“It’s only a two-hour drive back to the old mansion. If you’re tired of driving, I can be your driver. Tingzhou, I know you have grievances against me and my dad, but Grandpa is eighty-eight now and his health is deteriorating. Please don’t upset him.”
Fu Tingzhou heard the implication in his words and his eyes darkened.
“When?” he said coldly.
“Next Friday evening.”
He nodded, then ignored Fu Jiaming and busied himself with his work.
Fu Jiaming wanted to provoke him again but seeing that Fu Tingzhou didn’t even spare him a glance, he didn’t want to make a fool of himself anymore. He left the office with a resentful look at Shen Yunxing, slamming the door behind him.
Shen Yunxing frowned.
What’s wrong with him? Failing in front of Mr. Fu and then taking it out on me? If he has the guts, he should confront Mr. Fu directly.
“Sorry for making you suffer,” Fu Tingzhou walked up to the young man, touching his cheek.
Shen Yunxing shook his head, “Mr. Fu, you just called him ‘brother.’ Is he Fu Yuehe’s son?”
Fu Tingzhou nodded, then smiled and said, “It seems you’ve been listening to gossip a lot at the company.”
“Just a tiny bit,” Shen Yunxing said, pinching his index finger and thumb together.
Fu Tingzhou chuckled softly, sitting beside the young man and gently holding his hand.
“My grandfather passed away early, and now living in the old mansion is my second uncle. Don’t worry about the old mansion; I’m the one in control of the Fu family. Even my second uncle has no right to interfere with any decisions I make.”
“Mr. Fu, I’m not afraid,” Shen Yunxing said, holding the man’s hand in his, his gaze clear and pure.
“Are you that brave? Then, do I not need to accompany you to sleep tonight?” Fu Tingzhou teased with a smile.
“I still need you. I’m afraid of the dark…” Shen Yunxing lowered his head, but before he could finish his sentence, his cheeks were already blushing.
For the next few days, Shen Yunxing busied himself preparing a birthday gift for Mr. Fu. Occasionally encountering Fu Jiaming’s disdainful gaze at the company, he pretended not to see it.
Fu Jiaming’s repeated provocations failed, almost making his nose crooked with anger.
“Damn it! A lowlife who climbs up by seducing men, how dare he be so arrogant! I’d like to see how arrogant he’ll be when I get my hands on the shares and turn that guy Fu Tingzhou into a pauper!”
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That day, while Mr. Fu was in a meeting, Shen Yunxing was alone in the lounge, tinkering with some things, frowning as he thought about how to assemble the parts. Suddenly, he heard Mr. Fu’s phone ringing on the bedside.
“Laofu, are you free tonight? I and Liu’s coming to Yuncity. Bring Xiaoxing along, let’s get together?” Tang Che called.
“Tang Ge, Mr. Fu is in a meeting and forgot to bring his phone.”
“Tang Ge, it’s the same if I tell you. Let’s settle it like this. After Mr. Fu finishes the meeting, you can inform him. I’ll send you the address later.”
“Okay.”
As soon as the call ended, there was a “ding” sound, and Tang Che sent the address.
He opened WeChat and saw Mr. Fu’s nickname, which was “家里小孩儿” (Home Little Kid)!
Where am I small? Have you ever seen a little kid who can bear a baby?!
Blushing, he changed the nickname to “云星” (Yunxing). Not satisfied with it, he reluctantly changed it to “男朋友” (Boyfriend). Looking at the three words “boyfriend,” his heart pounded, and his cheeks grew redder.
Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and footsteps approached the lounge.
He was startled, hurriedly tidied up the half-assembled parts, and hid them in the cabinet. In his panic, he completely forgot about changing the nickname.
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