President Fu Is Great at Pretending, and the Frail Young Master Has No Way to Deal With Him

Although the weather forecast was sometimes inaccurate, it was sometimes very accurate. For example, this time, it was quite accurate. In less than ten minutes, it began to drizzle, and the drizzle fell on people’s shoulders. It hadn’t reached the point where they needed to hold an umbrella.

Gu Wenning’s leg, which was the source of the disease, was often more sensitive than the weather forecast. Once he felt the familiar pain faintly, it often meant it was going to rain.

Since he had taken medicine in advance when he was at school, Gu Wenning’s reaction this time wasn’t too serious, at least not to the point where it was difficult to walk like the last time. But the discomfort still remained, and it was impossible not to feel it at all.

But Fu Yanhe didn’t know that Gu Wenning had taken medicine. As soon as he entered the house, he rummaged through the drawer where Gu Wenning usually kept his medicine. After a quick glance, he picked up one of the bottles and poured out two small white pills. He poured another glass of water and brought it to Gu Wenning, urging him to take the medicine quickly.

Gu Wenning shook his head gently, took the water, and explained softly, “I have already taken the medicine, Mr. Fu.”

Fu Yanhe paused for a moment, then said, “Really? Wife, please don’t lie to me.”

A person like his wife, who was so afraid of bitter tastes, might not be able to take medicine obediently. His eyes were filled with disbelief and suspicion. Although it wasn’t obvious, Gu Wenning caught it, and he couldn’t help but feel a little helpless for a moment.

Did he seem so squeamish and wilful?

The fear of bitterness was real. Nine out of ten people would reject the bitter taste of medicine, and he wasn’t the only one. But did that mean they stopped taking medicine just because they were afraid of pain and didn’t want to taste the bitter medicine?

The taste of pain wasn’t any better than the bitter taste, or even worse. He would rather suffer the bitterness than pain.

After all, Fu Yanhe’s suspicion was based on good intentions, and Gu Wenning wasn’t offended or angry by it, so he said mildly, “Really.”

Fu Yanhe nodded, then suddenly thought of something and asked, “Would you like to take two more tablets? The effect would be better.”

Hearing this, Gu Wenning’s brows filled with a hint of helplessness.

“Mr. Fu, the more medicine you take, the better. Taking one or two sleeping pills can help people sleep, but if you take too much, you’ll die.”

Gu Wenning thought this was common sense. How could anyone take it for granted that the more medicine they take, the better? Taking medicine wasn’t like adding one plus one equals two. Even if it was a tonic, it wasn’t calculated like that. Yes, if people took too many supplements, problems might arise from taking too much.

Of course, Fu Yanhe knew this common sense. He was just worried about Gu Wenning, so he was not calm and rational enough. After Gu Wenning reminded him, he quickly reacted, his face felt a little hot for a while, and he said: “That’s right, medicine contains three parts of the poison, no matter how good the medicine is, it cannot be taken every day, otherwise the body will become resistant to the medicine and the medicine will not be as effective. ”

“But wife, you shouldn’t use sleeping pills as an example. What about life and death? Bah, bah, bah, don’t talk nonsense. Wife, please knock on wood. You can’t say these unfavourable words casually.”

As he spoke, Fu Yanhe began to scan the room. After his eyes stopped at a certain location, he pulled Gu Wenning towards the coffee table.

The coffee table was made of wood, which barely met Fu Yanhe’s requirements for good wood. The main reason was he couldn’t find anything more suitable for the time being, and there were few things related to wood in the house.

Under Fu Yanhe’s strong request, Gu Wenning knocked on the coffee table meaningfully.

“Children’s words are unbridled, children’s words are unbridled, dear god and bodhisattvas, do a good deed and don’t listen to my wife. Don’t listen to his nonsense. He is just a childish talker and doesn’t understand taboos…”

Listening to Fu Yanhe’s long words, Gu Wenning really wanted to laugh.

How could a person who grew up abroad was still so superstitious? Shouldn’t he be a staunch materialist?

For him, there were no god or ghosts in this world. When a person gone, they were like a lamp going out. When he died, he was dead. He turned into a white skeleton or a box of ashes. Reincarnation in the next life was all a lie.

Moreover, Mr. Fu was not only not materialistic, he also believed in both Eastern and Western god. He believed too much, and he was not afraid that those powerful entities would think that he was dishonest, too carefree, and not attentive enough.

Another point that made Gu Wenning want to laugh was that Fu Yanhe kept talking like a child, and Gu Wenning even thought it was funny. Even though he was twenty years old, he was still a person with complete legal rights. He was a natural person with civil capacity, he didn’t believe in nonsense.

Fu Yanhe clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed for a while. Finally, he turned to Gu Wenning and said with a smile: “The god’s ears are not good. He said he didn’t hear it this time and he won’t argue with my wife.”

He spoke in a serious manner, as if he had just had a real conversation with the god in the sky. Gu Wenning was stunned for a moment.

‘Could it be true? There is a God in the sky?’

However, this thought just passed by for a moment. Gu Wenning shook his head slightly in his mind, thinking that he was in a daze and was thinking wildly.