bestfiction Chapter 156 Little Cousin, Am I Someone Who Can't Be Seen by Others?
Chapter 156 Little Cousin, Am I Someone Who Can't Be Seen by Others?
The caller ID displayed the three large characters "Jiang Shuya".
It was a video call.
An Ying was stunned for a moment.
Since leaving Yuncheng last time, the two have been busy with their own lives and haven't been in contact much.
An Ying recalled that before she left Yuncheng, Jiang Shuya asked her if she still believed in love and if her relationship with Fu Chengli would develop further.
At that time, An Ying firmly said it was impossible.
As a result, now everyone has moved into the apartment below his.
For some reason, An Ying felt inexplicably guilty.
Is this what they call being slapped in the face?
The video call connected, but instead of Jiang Shuya, I saw a chubby little face.
Jiang Shuya's gentle voice came from the background of the video.
"Baby, did the phone go through? Is your godmother there?"
With a soft "ee-ee" from her chubby little face.
Jiang Shuya then appeared on the video screen.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings behind An Ying, she let out a puzzled "Ah."
"An Ying, where are you?"
An Ying looked down and pretended to rummage through her suitcase, saying absentmindedly, "I've moved."
When people have something to hide, they often pretend to be very busy.
Jiang Shuya's sharp eyes swept over them.
Others may not know, but Jiang Shuya knows all too well: An Ying's eyes would wander when she lied.
"An Ying, your home has always had a warm, natural wood style. This modern, luxurious style of decoration, whose mansion is this? You've struck it rich, why don't you share it with your girlfriends?"
Jiang Shuya chuckled teasingly, then suddenly realized something, her eyes widening as she exclaimed, "Could it be... could it be..."
An Ying pursed her lips and remained silent.
Did she guess it?
Jiang Shuya looked incredulous, her voice rising several decibels: "Did you secretly buy lottery tickets and make a fortune behind my back?!"
An Ying: "......"
An Ying took a bunch of clothes and went to the dressing room, tidying them up while talking to Jiang Shuya.
She said calmly, "No, I really did move."
Jiang Shuya leaned closer to the screen and observed carefully: "Take me to see it."
An Ying held up her phone and introduced it to Jiang Shuya.
"This is the living room, this is the kitchen, this is the bedroom, this is the walk-in closet, this is the bathroom..."
After looking around, Jiang Shuya said with relief, "An Ying, you're living a good life now. This mansion is so big, you must be very comfortable living here all by yourself."
An Ying smiled and said, "No, it was a last-minute decision to move here. The apartment upstairs is bigger."
Jiang Shuya raised an eyebrow: "Upstairs? Who's upstairs?"
An Ying silently looked away, realizing she had let something slip, and whispered in an almost imperceptible tone, "Fu Chengli's."
Jiang Shuya leaned closer and asked loudly, "Who is it? The signal is bad, I didn't hear you?"
An Ying noticed Jiang Shuya's sly smile.
She clearly heard it, but deliberately made An Ying repeat it.
An Ying said seriously, "Shuya, I've been followed by some unknown people near my house lately. For safety reasons, my cousin asked me to move in here."
Jiang Shuya: "Unidentified person? Did you call the police?"
An Ying nodded: "We called the police, but we still don't have any leads."
Jiang Shuya jokingly asked An Ying to show her the interior of the most luxurious residential complex in Beicheng.
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this decor, look at this level of luxury... such a big bathtub, more than enough for two people..."
An Ying suddenly remembered the time she fell into the water and got a fever at the alumni banquet, and how Fu Chengli took care of her in the bathroom.
She was delirious with fever at the time and slipped, almost hitting her head.
My heart skipped a beat for no reason.
Jiang Shuya on the other end of the phone had a lovestruck smile on her face.
"An Ying, this bathroom is great. We can both relax and move around more comfortably when we shower together."
"An Ying, this bed must be three meters wide, hahaha, you can sleep however you want, you can play in any position, hahaha."
An Ying's ears gradually turned red.
"Shuya, other women lose interest in men after having a baby, why don't you take the conventional path?"
"An Ying, you're wrong. Women who have given birth can still be as fierce as wolves and tigers."
An Ying: "......."
She wanted to hang up the phone and let Jiang Shuya continue talking nonsense, who knows what kind of bawdy jokes she might come out of her mouth.
She turned to walk out of the bedroom, but bumped headfirst into the man's chest.
An Ying was startled. She was clearly alone at home, so how could this be...?
Fu Chengli leaned casually against the bedroom door frame, his hands in his pockets, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her.
An Ying looked up at Fu Chengli.
From this angle, you can see his high, straight nose and his Adam's apple bobbing.
Fu Chengli looked around the bedroom and said, "The bedroom is very spacious and quite comfortable."
An Ying was taken aback.
He instantly realized that he had overheard her conversation with Jiang Shuya.
Suddenly panicked, she retreated repeatedly.
I accidentally twisted my ankle and fell backward.
Fu Chengli reacted quickly, pulling his hand out of his pocket and firmly grabbing An Ying's arm.
Jiang Shuya was still unaware of the situation; she only saw blurry, swaying figures on her phone screen.
Several seconds passed, and An Ying remained silent.
Jiang Shuya became anxious: "An Ying? An Ying, what's wrong? Say something! What happened? Did you bump into something? I heard a man's voice. Could there be a burglar in this mansion?"
An Ying then remembered that the video call was still connected.
She quickly replied, "It's nothing..."
Suddenly, Fu Chengli snatched the phone from her hand.
"It wasn't a thief, it was me."
Jiang Shuya was stunned when she saw Fu Chengli's handsome face on her phone screen.
An Ying panicked: "Cousin, you can't do this, this is my phone..."
She reached out to grab it.
Fu Chengli deliberately held his phone up to a height that she couldn't reach.
Jiang Shuya immediately said tactfully, "Oh dear, Mr. Fu, I just remembered I still need to feed the baby. You and my An Ying can chat slowly, I won't disturb you any longer, hehehe."
Snapped--
The phone hangs up.
An Ying: "......"
A good friend is someone who talks nonsense and then runs away, leaving their friend to clean up the mess.
Fu Chengli curled his lips into a smile and handed the phone back to An Ying.
He tilted his head, looking at her with a half-smile.
"Little cousin, what's so shameful about me? Why are you speaking so softly, as if you're afraid someone will hear me?"
An Ying turned her face away.
My ears were ringing, and my mind was filled with Jiang Shuya's joke from earlier.
Her dignified image was jeopardized.
"No, cousin, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that."
Fu Chengli laughed even harder: "What do you mean? Tell me in detail what misunderstanding you have?"
The topic is getting further and further off track.
An Ying turned her head, walked past Fu Chengli, and left the bedroom.
Fu Chengli chuckled and followed along like a shadow.
"Little cousin, your brother found you such a nice house, and you don't even show any gratitude. Why are you giving your brother such a hard time?"
An Ying suddenly turned around, looked up at him and asked, "How did you get in?"