Pampering
683 Words
At this moment, Su Mi had run up to the car, but Fu Yichen didn't let her in. Afraid of angering him, she didn’t dare to climb in on her own. Instead, she stood outside the car, helplessly drenched in the rain, gazing pitifully at Fu Yichen inside the vehicle.
Her cautious demeanor reminded Fu Yichen so much of the teacup dog his mother had given him when he was a child. A sudden emotion stirred in his heart. Without thinking, he leaned over and roughly pulled Su Mi into the car.
Fu Yichen’s chest was as hard as iron, and Su Mi immediately clutched her nose, which had been bumped, her large eyes filled with tears.
At that moment, she looked just like a silly little red-eyed rabbit.
Unconsciously, Fu Yichen’s thin lips curled into a smile. He raised a finger and knocked lightly on her forehead before slowly uttering a word.
“Stupid!”
His voice was deep and husky, with a trace of a playful smile. His features, already breathtaking, made the slight curl of his lips even more mesmerizing, as if he were a fleeting vision that could turn the world upside down.
Su Mi was stunned!
Meanwhile, in the front, both Song Ze and Song Zhe exchanged glances, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
Oh my God! How could they hear something that sounded like… pampering from the normally cold, indifferent, and woman-averse president?
They must have heard wrong. Surely, they must have.
Fu Yichen also sensed the odd atmosphere in the car. He immediately straightened his face, slammed the car door shut with a loud thud, and kicked the driver’s seat.
“Why aren’t you driving?”
“Yes, President!”
Song Ze pressed the gas pedal hard, and the high-performance Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom surged forward.
Su Mi, who hadn’t managed to sit properly, was once again thrown forcefully into Fu Yichen’s arms.
She quickly scrambled up, her face flushed red, and waved her hands frantically.
“I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it…”
“Haha…”
A laugh, half mocking and half playful, came from above her. Fu Yichen raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over the flustered little woman beside him.
“So, you did it on purpose?”
Su Mi instinctively blurted out, “I did it on purpose… No, no! I didn’t mean it!”
Her repeated accidental falls into his arms were making her want to cry out of frustration. It felt like no matter what she did, she couldn’t explain herself and couldn’t get away from the situation.
Just when she didn’t know what to do, Fu Yichen suddenly leaned in. His breath brushed against her face, and she froze. The air between them was charged, her body stiffened, and she closed her mouth, wide-eyed, staring at him.
They were so close now that the slightest movement of the car would bring them even closer. Su Mi’s face turned a deeper shade of red, and just when she thought Fu Yichen was about to kiss her, he suddenly leaned back against the seat, his arms crossed lazily.
“Annoying!”
Su Mi, “…”
So, he had come so close just to stop her from talking?
She had actually thought he was going to kiss her… How could she have such a thought? Fu Yichen could have any woman he wanted. There was no way he would kiss her in this situation.
Feeling embarrassed for having such thoughts, Su Mi lowered her head.
“Boss, your clothes are soaked. Shouldn’t you take them off and dry yourself? You might catch a cold.” Song Zhe said, handing over a clean towel.
“Hm.”
Fu Yichen replied in a low voice, glancing over at Su Mi, who was still dazed and staring at him.
Seeing her innocently looking at him, he curled his lips into a mocking, playful smile. His bad-boy grin made Su Mi’s breath catch in her throat.
“I’m going to take my clothes off. What? You want to take advantage of me?”
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