bestfiction Chapter 238 He only submits to her
Chapter 238 He only submits to her
When An Ying was lying alone in the ward of Yecheng Hospital, she did imagine her future with Fu Chengli.
Fortunately, Fu Chengli is reliable.
He devoted himself to rescuing himself from the kidnapping.
Find a hospital for her and get her medical treatment.
Everything was arranged perfectly.
He never falters in anything he handles.
An Ying lay tenderly in his arms.
Suddenly, the idea of wanting to be with him forever came to mind.
But we're getting our marriage certificate tomorrow...
Isn't this too urgent?
The details of the Fu family's situation are still unknown.
In addition, they were besieged by the media at the airport.
How could one do this when the family's attitude was unclear and the matter was at a critical juncture?
Making such a major life decision in a rush?
An Ying stared blankly at Fu Chengli's profile.
Ever since the two met again in Yecheng, An Ying felt that something was off about Fu Chengli.
He always seemed in a hurry, sometimes giving her a diamond ring, sometimes watching over her every step of the way, and sometimes taking her back to Beicheng.
After returning, they discussed the important matter of getting their marriage certificate right there in bed.
They didn't want to waste a single minute.
It was as if a demon was chasing him from behind, urging him to catch up on the pace of life.
An Ying probed, "Last time you went back to Beicheng, I heard the old man scolded you? Was it because of us?"
Fu Chengli: "No, the old man scolded me because he was not satisfied with how the assets were handled."
He could tell that An Ying was testing him.
At this point, why should he care what the Fu family said?
He gave away the Fu family's vast assets in Yuncheng without hesitation, without allowing anyone to persuade him otherwise.
Not only Fu Haidong, but even Old Master Fu can hardly control him anymore.
Even if the whole world opposes him and An Ying, he will still marry her.
unless........
She chose to leave him.
However, at present, this assumption is impossible.
It's impossible in the future either.
Absolutely not.
Fu Chengli tightened his grip on her arm.
An Ying was practically held captive in his arms.
"With me in the Fu family, what are you afraid of? No one can oppose what I want to do."
His voice is magnetic, yet carries a strong sense of pressure.
An Ying suddenly remembered something.
"On the way home, you said someone took me away. What did you mean?"
Fu Chengli stroked her cheek with his palm and said quietly, "It doesn't mean anything, I was just talking nonsense."
An Ying responded with an "oh".
Fu Chengli frowned.
The two embraced tightly, each with their own thoughts.
An Ying pressed her head against his chest, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
wrong.
He was clearly not telling the truth.
Although Fu Chengli is usually arrogant, he is cautious in his speech at crucial moments.
The serious tone he used didn't sound like he was just talking nonsense.
An Ying thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution.
Fu Chengli's hand slid from her cheek to her slender collarbone.
Continue down the curve.
A strong hand roamed inside the blanket.
An Ying hummed softly.
Fu Chengli leaned over forcefully.
An Ying frowned.
She was completely exhausted, how could he still have energy?!
"I'm so tired, I don't want to anymore..."
Fu Chengli refused. He leaned in close and bit her ear, saying softly, "You lie down, I'll do it."
An Ying gripped the blanket tightly, refusing to let go.
She looked at him with a pitiful expression.
Her eyes were moist, as if she was begging for mercy.
Fu Chengli's Adam's apple bobbed.
Heartbeat.
Does she realize that her expression isn't a plea for mercy in a man's eyes, but rather a seduction?
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and coaxed in a low voice, "Good girl, Yingying, be good."
I couldn't refuse.
An Ying had no choice but to obediently lie down.
She pursed her lips and couldn't help but steal a glance at him.
Deep-set features, dark eyes.
He tilted his head slightly, his handsome profile flickering in and out of the warm bedroom light.
His gaze was fixed on her.
Suddenly, I remembered how serious President Fu looked when he was working at the company.
There was also the image of him discussing family matters with the old man and Fu Haidong at the Fu family home.
The contrast between their public and private personas is simply amazing.
Who would have thought that the strict and serious CEO who was giving a lecture to the senior executives in the company was actually the aloof and powerful president?
Is she really this flirtatious in private?
His unique contrast and his madness were something only An Ying had ever seen.
He only submitted to her.
..........
late at night.
Everything is calm.
Fu Chengli, wearing a thick bathrobe, stood alone on the spacious balcony outside the bedroom, smoking.
He turned around and leaned against the balcony railing, one arm lazily draped over the railing.
His gaze passed over the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom and settled on a small figure on the bed.
An Ying had already fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion.
Just now, Fu Chengli almost coaxed and tricked An Ying into agreeing to get their marriage certificate tomorrow when she was at her most vulnerable.
An Ying is too smart; she can detect anything that is slightly off.
This is the only way; we need to trick them first and see what happens.
A gust of cold wind swept by.
Fu Chengli slowly exhaled white smoke following the direction the wind swept.
Raw rice is cooked.
She could rightfully become his woman.
From the body, to the mind, and even the law.
She became his woman completely.
At that time, no one will be able to take it away.
The phone buzzed.
On the other end of the phone, Chen Xi said, "President Fu, we received flight information from Beicheng Airport. Gu Qingwen's private jet has just landed."
Fu Chengli listened quietly to Chen Xi's report, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
He didn't say anything, just silently hummed in agreement.
After hanging up the phone, he stood alone in the cold wind, quietly gazing at the pitch-black night sky.
The conflict between the Gu family and the Fu family has been brewing for so long.
He didn't want a direct confrontation.
They were too lazy to resolve the decades-long conflict between the two families.
Because Gu Qingwen won't easily reconcile.
Fu Chengli had heard his grandfather say that the conflict between the Gu family and the Fu family actually started in his great-grandfather's generation.
The competition for business resources involves various tactics and strategies.
In the business world, it's all about real battles and fighting for profits.
As the conflicts accumulated, some people declared that peace should be the priority.
The Fu family in the north and the Gu family in the south can't keep going on like this forever, can they?
When Gu's parents gave birth to Xiaoyunduo, the Jiang and Du families took the opportunity to try and bring them together.
They proposed that Xiaoyunduo and Fu Chengli be betrothed as children, thus restoring harmony between the two families.
At that time, Fu Chengli was still a young and ignorant boy.
Fu Haidong and Yin Mei are not divorced yet.
What is a childhood betrothal?
Why should the conflict between two families be resolved by a mere immature child and a newborn baby girl?
At that time, Fu Chengli, who had just started first grade, didn't understand anything.
Fu Chengli remembers very clearly that the arranged marriage began at a banquet.
Young Fu Chengli had just finished school at the prestigious private elementary school. His driver took him back to the Fu residence, where Yin Mei took out a brand-new swallowtail tuxedo and helped her son put it on.
"Mom, where are we going?"
"I'll arrange a wife for you."
Fu Chengli looked completely bewildered: ?
"Hurry up and change your clothes. The banquet has already started. If you dawdle any longer, we'll be late. If we're late, you won't be able to see your wife."
Yin Mei smiled, her eyes crinkling.
Fu Chengli had absolutely no concept of "getting a wife" in his mind.
He naively thought that "finding a wife" was a similar concept to reserving a game console.
Little Fu Chengli quickly changed his clothes, scurried into the back seat of the car, and urged the driver to hurry up and drive, otherwise his game console would be gone.
Upon arriving at the banquet, Fu Chengli was immediately surrounded by people.
"Young Master Fu is such a handsome young man, he's sure to grow up to be a great heartthrob!"
"Oh my, this little tuxedo is so nice! Your designer mom must have made it for you, right?"
"When the young master grows up and gets married in the future, don't forget to invite us to his wedding banquet!"
...........
Fu Chengli gave a standard fake smile and replied to each question, but his heart sank.
He didn't receive the new game console he had been longing for.
Instead, she held a swaddled baby in her arms.
The little girl was born not long ago. She had delicate features, and her two pink and chubby little hands were waving in the air. She smelled of milk.
A small, exquisite bronze key hung around her neck.
The adults around her all called her Little Cloud.