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nBy the time Song Fengwan came back to her senses, Fu Chen had already helped her tie her belt. She hurriedly reached out to press on the knot and thanked him in a muffled voice. “Thank you.”

nFu Chen retracted his arms and clenched his fists. He clenched and loosened his fists a few times. There was a thin layer of sweat on them.

nHe wanted to get close to her. But he also knew that with their relationship right now, if he got closer to her and started a fire within himself, he would have to extinguish it himself.

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n“Do you still want to read Dream of the Red Chamber?” Fu Chen changed the topic. His voice was dry and hoarse, and his breath blew on the side of her face, making her whole body tense up.

n“Yes.” Song Fengwan nodded, her voice soft.

n“I’ll get it for you.” Fu Chen leaned forward with one hand on the bookshelf and pressed against her back. He took the book out and passed it to her.

nSong Fengwan took the book and was about to leave when Fu Chen reached out and blocked her way.

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n“Don’t take a book like this next time. It’ll be dangerous if it falls down.” Fu Chen stared at her flushed face, and his voice was hoarse.

nSong Fengwan hugged the book and nodded gently like a startled rabbit.

n“Are you still angry?” Fu Chen acted domineering and didn’t allow her to go out.

n“No.”

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n“You’ve been avoiding me recently.” Fu Chen hunched his back and leaned his face closer to her. His bright black eyes stared at her, and his pupils seemed to be flickering with flames, making her chest swell and heat up.

n“I’m not avoiding you.” He’s clearly the one who’s been too busy recently, so even though we live under the same roof, we rarely see each other.

nWhy is this man calling me out despite being the cause himself?

nIt was the same at the ski resort. He was the one who stole my first kiss, yet he even asked me to compensate him for his Buddhist prayer bead bracelet.

n“Don’t you hate me for coercing you into my room that night?” Fu Chen’s voice seemed to come out of his chest, low and deep. His voice was gorgeous and seductive, and his breath was slightly hot and alluring.

n“I…” Before Song Fengwan could speak, there was a loud sound.

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nFollowing it was Duan Linbai crying out in pain.

nDuan Linbai’s pupils widened. What the f*ck?! What did I hear?!

n“Big Brother Duan had an accident!” Song Fengwan pointed behind Fu Chen. “Let’s hurry and take a look.”

nThen she pushed Fu Chen away and wanted to run.

nFu Chen grabbed her arm and pushed her back onto the bookshelf. He leaned over and said in a deep and hoarse voice, “I’m talking to you, but you still have the mood to care about others?”

n“No, he…” Song Fengwan’s mind was a little blank. She looked into his dark and bright eyes. The fingers wrapped around her arm were strong and powerful. For some reason, she felt that her legs were weak.

n“Answer my question. Do you hate me?”

n“No.” Song Fengwan only felt that Fu Chen was not as indifferent and heartless as the rumors said. In her heart, he was no longer a character in a story but instead a living person.

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n“Okay, that’s good.” Fu Chen got a satisfactory answer. He let go of her hand and smiled at her.

nHis smile was as bright as dawn.

nSong Fengwan’s heart started racing wildly. She hugged the book and ran away from him.

nI did feel wronged about that matter, but did I hate him?

nNot at all.

nDuan Linbai was sitting on the bed and rubbing his nose. He had been lying on the bed playing with his phone. When he heard what Fu Chen said earlier, his heart tightened, his fingers relaxed, and his phone smashed onto his face.

nIt really f*cking hurts.

nLuckily, my nose is real, or else it definitely would have collapsed.

nThis shameless beast publicly teased a minor. And she f*cking said something about in his room last time?

nI’m still a living human being. Yet he ignored me and directly flirted with her?

nHe’s way too much.

nFu Chen took out a book at random and sat on the empty bed between the two of them. He was in a good mood.

nShe doesn’t hate me?

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nCan I understand it as: There’s some fondness?

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nA few minutes later, two masseuses came into the room. It was a man and a woman around thirty years old in uniforms.

nFirst, it was a foot bath and a foot massage. When the masseuse pressed on certain acupuncture points, it really hurt a little. Song Fengwan shrunk her body, clutched the bedsheets, and gritted her teeth, embarrassed to cry out in pain.

nFu Chen was holding a book, but he kept tilting his head to look at her. He had a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

nOn the other side, Duan Linbai was moaning in comfort.

nFrom time to time, the words ‘comfortable’ and ‘nice’ would come out of his mouth. Shi Fang and Qian Jiang stood guard at the door. The soundproofing wasn’t very good, and someone was moaning very happily.

nShi Fang whispered, “This is having a massage? People who don’t know better might think he’s moaning in bed.”

nQian Jiang’s face remained cold, but he clenched his fists tightly. He didn’t understand why Third Master had such a friend.

nFu Chen turned around and glared at Duan Linbai. Duan Linbai immediately shut his mouth.

nCan’t I even moan in comfort a few times? He even glared at me to threaten me.

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nAfter Song Fengwan’s foot massage ended, the masseuse started massaging her body. The female masseuse knew that she was young and was afraid that she wouldn’t be comfortable if someone was looking at her, so she let down the curtain in the middle. Even so, Song Fengwan still didn’t know how to cooperate, and her movements were stiff and awkward.

n“Try to relax your body. Don’t be nervous. Just leave it to me.” The masseuse smiled.

nThe masseuse massaged her back for a while and helped her stretch her tendons. “Your body is very soft.”

n“I learned dance for a few years when I was young.” Qiao Aiyun felt that learning dance would improve people’s temperament. But Song Fengwan didn’t have much interest and gradually abandoned it.

n“Your skin is fair and tender. It’s so nice to be young. Even if you don’t apply products, your skin’s still clean and pretty.”

nFu Chen couldn’t see anything and could only continue reading. Hearing this, he looked up and saw a certain someone grinning at him.

nHe wished he could throw the book at a certain someone’s face.

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nAfter the massage, the three of them rested for a while before walking out of the massage center. There was a night market nearby. Although it was regulated, there were still many food stalls and barbecues after 10 p.m.

nSong Fengwan was really a little hungry. Duan Linbai suggested having some barbecue, so she immediately looked at Fu Chen pitifully.

n“Why are you looking at him? It’s my treat. If he doesn’t want to go, I’ll take you home later.” Duan Linbai snorted coldly.

n“Let’s go.” Fu Chen pulled the scarf around her neck up an inch to cover her mouth and nose. “The wind is strong, and it’s cold outside.”

nDuan Linbai’s ‘dog eyes’ were totally blinded tonight by Fu Chen’s affection.

nThe night market was very close to the massage center. The three of them walked on foot, and a certain someone quietly approached Fu Chen. “Third Fu, Little Sister-in-Law’s waist is thin, and her body is soft. You’re lucky.”

nFu Chen shot him a cold glance. “If you die an unnatural death, it must be because you talk too much.”

nDuan Linbai rubbed his fingers. As if that doesn’t make you happy. Your words are so ruthless.

nAt this moment, in a car parked not far away, a pair of vicious eyes were staring closely at Song Fengwan, and the person’s expression was malicious and ferocious.

nThe person’s fingers suddenly exerted strength, and the person’s nails broke. Blood slowly flowed out. What did she do to deserve Fu Chen’s favor?

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