lcionline Chapter 181 The First Time She Actively Asked for His Hug
Chapter 181 The First Time She Actively Asked for His Hug
Meanwhile, Fu Chengli was in his bedroom and couldn't hear what was happening outside.
All that could be heard was the hushed sound of chatting outside the door.
The two women at the dining table were chatting furtively, their conversation seemingly secretive.
Fu Chengli was bored, so he sent several messages to An Ying.
I'm hungry.
"When will you finish eating?"
"My mom doesn't eat much, so we need to finish quickly."
She didn't reply.
Fu Chengli simply opened An Ying's wardrobe.
Her style of dressing is casual and comfortable.
Just like her as a person.
Fu Chengli glanced at the size of the clothes.
Yes, I'll have to choose this size when buying clothes for her in the future.
Fu Chengli suddenly thought of something.
He inexplicably opened the bottom drawer of the wardrobe.
really.........
A row of underwear was neatly folded together.
It seems she prefers solid-color lace styles.
His fingers hooked the bra strap.
The size label is visible.
36C
You have to choose this size.
As he closed the drawer, Fu Chengli caught a glimpse of a square, transparent storage box in the corner of the walk-in closet.
A bronze key lay conspicuously inside the box.
Fu Chengli stared at the key, and a memory suddenly flashed through his mind.
He bent down, pulled out the box, and opened the lid.
The contents of the box were a mess.
It must have been packed up and brought over when An Ying moved in a while ago.
Next to the key was a letter.
The letter contained a line of trembling handwriting: Yingbao, Mom has never regretted adopting you, and will always love you. Cao Ming.
Fu Chengli looked down at the letter.
she knows.
She always knew she wasn't his biological child.
Fu Chengli took out the key and examined it carefully in his palm.
That should be the key to that thing.
Pity.
I heard the old man mention at the Fu residence before that my fourth uncle An Weiping's ex-wife suddenly fell ill and passed away in a hurry.
He passed away without leaving behind many things.
It is very likely that An Ying herself does not know about her own background.
Look at An Weiping's cold and hostile attitude towards An Ying.
An Weiping himself was probably kept in the dark by his deceased ex-wife.
Fu Chengli suddenly felt very ironic.
Fate plays tricks on people in such a mysterious way.
She should have been his bride.
Despite their twists and turns, fate relentlessly pushed them toward becoming enemies.
How to do.
Fu Chengli held the key in his hand, played with it for a moment, thought for a moment, and then put it in his pocket.
click-
When the bedroom doorknob turned again, An Ying poked her little head in.
Her round, almond-shaped eyes stared at the man who was half-lying on her bed, listlessly playing on his phone.
Fu Chengli glanced at her, looking at her with a deep gaze.
"My mom is gone?"
An Ying nodded.
"Did you enjoy your meal?"
An Ying smiled, a slight curve to her lips.
Fu Chengli exited the chat with Bai Lingsen, locked his phone, and put it back in his pocket.
"I'm still hungry."
His tone was somewhat resentful.
An Ying jogged forward, kicked off her slippers, and climbed onto the bed.
Then she suddenly threw herself into Fu Chengli's arms.
Fu Chengli leaned against the headboard, his arms dangling in mid-air, staring blankly at the girl in his arms.
What kind of barbecue did you eat that was so powerful?
Before eating the meat, on the sofa, she tried to push him away, hesitant and timid.
Even after he kissed her for a long time and comforted her for a long time, she still trembled with fear in his arms.
After a meal, she actually took the initiative to go up to him and hug him?
Moreover, this should be the first time An Ying has taken the initiative to get close to him and actively seek his embrace.
How could Fu Chengli possibly refuse?
The two hands that had been hanging in mid-air finally fell back behind An Ying.
He gently rubbed the back of her head, stroked her hair, and chuckled softly.
“If this meal had been eaten out, I would have definitely thought you had been drugged.”
An Ying buried her face in his chest as he explained.
She blinked, and when she looked up, she could see his Adam's apple bobbing as he spoke.
They've drugged me.
The person who administered the drug was Fu Chengli himself.
If Yin Mei hadn't inadvertently revealed it, how long would An Ying have had to wait to find out that Fu Chengli had been secretly helping her all this time?
Why is he so good to her?
When did he start?
When they first met, she was just a minor girl. Could it be that he...?
.........
A hundred questions are running through my mind.
However, what An Ying asked was: "Why did you choose to remain anonymous?"
anonymous?
Fu Chengli stared at her intently.
The only thing he ever did anonymously...
It turned out to be the case.
No wonder the two of them were whispering and discussing something in the restaurant earlier, in a voice as if they were afraid of being overheard.
Since she already knows, why is she asking the question when she already knows the answer?
Fu Chengli said in a deep voice, "You're afraid you won't accept it."
An Ying stared at him blankly.
Fu Chengli raised his hand and tucked the stray hairs that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear.
His slender fingers accidentally brushed against her gradually warming ear, then cupped her fair cheeks.
His tone was gentle.
“When you were in high school, your fourth uncle and aunt bullied you and didn’t give you living expenses, so it was difficult for me to get involved in your family’s affairs.”
“I rarely get to go back to China, and when I saw you with short hair, I thought you had been bullied.”
“Back then, you were arrogant and your relationship with the Fu family wasn’t good. I wasn’t sure about your attitude and was afraid you wouldn’t accept the money if I offered it to you directly.”
"I thought of some ways, and finally, seeing that you had good grades, I thought of giving you a sum of money in the name of a scholarship."
"The scholarship was established using funds from my mother's charity company in the Yin family. The source of funding is anonymous, so you naturally can't find out."
“I thought the scholarship was only 100,000 yuan was too little and wanted to increase it, but the school board member advised me that since they were all minors, the amount should not be too large.”
"So many years have passed, I almost forgot about this. It was my mom who told you?"
An Ying nodded: "My aunt told me everything. The only surprise is that she didn't know I was at Yude High School, nor did she know that I was the one who received the scholarship."
“After I told my aunt, we exchanged information and she understood everything instantly.”
She tilted her head back, staring into his deep eyes, and asked:
Aren't you afraid that I'll never know what you've done for me?