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

Gu Wenning’s usually calm expression once again had cracks uncontrollably.

The first time was when Fu Yanhe suddenly proposed and seriously said that he wanted to get the marriage certificate.

The second time was when Fu Yanhe boasted about himself and bragged in different ways.

The third time was the coquettishness just then.

Gu Wenning felt that he had not been shocked as much in the past twenty years as he was that day, and it was the same person who shocked him every time.

“I’m not hungry.”

Gu Wenning shook his head and refused again.

In order to prevent Fu Yanhe from making surprising remarks later, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In fact, he had indeed been sleepy and tired. Maybe it was because the medicine was taking effect, making him feel more tired and wanting to sleep more and more.

It wasn’t impossible to stay in Qinglan Restaurant for one night, but Gu Wenning didn’t want to stay there. He planned to go back when he felt better.

What he wanted to go back to was not the Gu family, nor the Gu family’s old house, but a house he bought outside, near Beijing University, where he had been a graduate student, and living there was convenient for going to school.

Gu Wenning was about to leave, but Fu Yanhe wouldn’t wait any longer.

Qinglan Restaurant was good, but no matter how good it was, it wasn’t as good as when he was with his wife.

When his sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Gu Wenning taking out his mobile phone and opening the taxi-hailing page, Fu Yanhe quickly put his hand on the mobile phone screen.

A long, slender, and generous hand suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Gu Wenning’s eyes paused for a moment, then he raised his eyes and looked at the man.

“Mr. Fu?”

Fu Yanhe’s handsome face suddenly wrinkled as he curled his lips, “Who do you call Mr. Fu? You are so unfamiliar. Just call me husband.”

Husband and wife; they sounded like a couple.

Gu Wenning blinked.

He thought Fu Yanhe was not that thick-skinned, nor that familiar.

It was just a marriage contract, not to the point of calling him husband.

So, Gu Wenning chose to skip that question and remained silent.

Not hearing the word “husband,” Fu Yanhe pursed his lips and felt a little disappointed, but he quickly found a well-founded reason to comfort himself.

His wife must be too shy to shout.

Although he had known his wife for many years, from his point of view, today was the first time they had met and gotten to know each other, so there was no way his wife could be so open-minded. It would be better to give him more time to become familiar with him.

As a considerate and good husband, of course, he had to always consider his wife and could not force him to do anything.

Although, he really, really, really wanted his wife to call him “husband”.

His wife’s voice was so nice, clear, and pleasant; it sounded wonderful when he talked normally. If he could call him “husband” in a tone full of tenderness and sweetness, how would it feel…

Tsk tsk, it was wonderful to think about it; his soul could fly to the sky.

“I’ll ask the driver to take you there; there’s no need to take a taxi.”

Gu Wenning wanted to refuse, but the driver had already parked his car in front of them. Fu Yanhe rushed up and opened the door, warmly urging Gu Wenning to get in the car.

“Get in the car, honey; it’s cold outside, but the car is warm with air conditioning.”

Seeing Gu Wenning standing still, Fu Yanhe’s tone suddenly became frustrated, “I don’t eat people. I just wanted to be gentlemanly toward my wife and show my good demeanour. I didn’t expect that I couldn’t even do this little thing well. I’m so useless.”

Gu Wenning, “…”

A helpless feeling emerged.

The tall man in front of him looked like a big dog with a droopy tail, giving him an inexplicable feeling of pity.

If the information he read from his grandfather was correct, President Fu was twenty-seven years old, not seventeen, let alone seven. Why was he pretending to be so pitiful?

After a stalemate for a while, Gu Wenning coughed a few times, and Fu Yanhe became nervous upon hearing this.

“I’m going to kiss you before you get in the car, wife.”

Hearing this, Gu Wenning’s eyes widened instantly, his ears felt hot, and he said coldly, “No.”

“It’s already so late. All the taxi drivers had gone home to sleep after their long works. There was no way we could get a taxi. The fare will be expensive. Why would you spend that unjust money? It was only natural for a husband to help his wife. Wife, you didn’t have to have any psychological burden; we are not outsiders, so don’t be so alienated.”

Fu Yanhe was telling lies with open eyes. It was only eight o’clock in the evening. It was very easy to take a taxi, especially in the bustling city centre. Even in the early morning, it was possible to take a taxi. There were always hard-working migrant workers who worked tirelessly to make a living.

Furthermore, it was still a cloudy day; it wasn’t extreme weather like a heavy rainstorm.

He was obviously talking nonsense when he said he couldn’t get a taxi, and he was talking serious nonsense. If Gu Wenning hadn’t been a person with common sense in life, he would have almost believed it.

Gu Wenning’s ears grew hotter when he heard Fu Yanhe repeatedly saying “wife” and that he was not an outsider.

Why was this person like this? Who was not an outsider to him?

“Do you want me to kiss you, wife?”

An enlarged handsome face suddenly appeared in front of him. He seemed to feel the other person’s warm breath, and Gu Wenning’s heart skipped a beat.

“No need.”

Gu Wenning said calmly, bypassing Fu Yanhe and getting into the car directly.

His intuition told him that if Fu Yanhe said he would kiss him, he would probably actually kiss him, not just talk.

He didn’t want to bet that the other party was joking. If he lost the bet, wouldn’t he be taken advantage of?

Seeing that Gu Wenning finally got into the car, sitting upright, with his hands on his legs, shoulders straight, and looking extremely well-behaved, Fu Yanhe’s eyes overflowed with a faint smile.

Sometimes, he thought, he still had to scare his wife a little. Although soft rice was delicious, it did not work every time. It was best to use both soft and hard approaches.

But then Fu Yanhe sighed secretly in his heart.

With just one kiss, he had scared his wife into obedience and immediately got in the car, as if being kissed by him was terrifying. This was shocking.

His wife didn’t want to be kissed by him; this was not just a little bit shocking but very painful.

Fu Yanhe then got into the car and sat down next to Gu Wenning.

The back seat was obviously quite spacious, but as soon as Fu Yanhe got in the car, the space suddenly seemed a little cramped. He didn’t know whether it was because he was too tall, or because it felt too oppressive, or both.

Gu Wenning was used to sitting by the car window. In order to be next to him, Fu Yanhe sat in the middle. At first, he kept a reasonable distance, and then he quietly moved to the side. The distance got closer and closer, almost to the point where they were nearly touching each other.

It wasn’t that Gu Wenning didn’t feel it, but he didn’t dwell on such trivial matters and treated it as if he didn’t know. In exchange, Fu Yanhe pushed even further and didn’t know how to restrain himself.

Fu Yanhe thought happily that he and his wife were sitting together; even though they were separated by clothes, the small step taken that day would, over time, become a big step in the future. Sooner or later, he would stick to his wife intimately and without interruption, staying close at a negative distance.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Yanhe spoke with great solemnity.

“Honey, please don’t think about my age, I’m still innocent. I still haven’t had my first kiss yet. I am clean and pure from body to heart. A man must keep his integrity like jade and stick to his masculine virtues. Masculine virtues are the best dowry for a man. So, wife, don’t resist me kissing you. I have never kissed anyone. My good wife, you can’t dislike me. My original, first-hand goods are not second-hand goods.”

Gu Wenning turned around and glanced at Fu Yanhe, who was chatting like a peacock. His eyes were quite speechless, and his mood was complicated, filled with mixed feelings.

With Fu Yanhe’s status, it was quite surprising that he had not dated many people. Among those rich second and third generations families, they all played fancy and extravagant games at a young age. They had unlimited romance and changed lovers more often than they changed clothes. Listening to Fu Yanhe’s self-confession, he seemed to never been in love.

‘He is twenty-seven and have never been in love,’ Gu Wenning thought. It couldn’t be that there was a problem in that area.

But didn’t he say before that he was good at that? Seven times a night was fine.

Then he must have many lovers and practiced that a lot. Without practice, how would he know that he was good at that? Or was it all just lies?

Oh.

Gu Wenning suddenly came back to his senses. What was he thinking about? Whether Fu Yanhe had a lover or whether he was in love had nothing to do with him.

“Wife, do you understand? I am a good man who abides by male ethics. If you are with me, you will not suffer any loss or be fooled. If you want to, wife, you can inspect the goods now.”

Fu Yanhe behaved openly and confidently. When he said “inspection,” he lowered his head as if he was shy. Then he looked at Gu Wenning with bright eyes, as if “Yes, please, come and ravage me,” was written all over his handsome face.

If Fu Yanhe had ears, Gu Wenning felt that the ears of a big dog must have embarrassingly folded into airplane mode, then stood up and swayed.

Gu Wenning twitched the corner of his mouth with some difficulty and said in a light and hesitant tone, “That wasn’t necessary.”