18 – Fu Gui Du, you devil!
Xu Ni quickly packed up her makeup bag.
She typed back in a flurry: “So are you two together now?”
This time.
Fu Guidu didn’t reply again.
Xu Ni laughed, stroking her chin. “Well, it makes sense. A man like that thrown out there is like a juicy piece of meat tossed into a pack of wolves—everyone wants a bite. I get it.”
Two seconds later.
Xu Ni punched the back of the seat in front of her: “Get it my ass.”
The driver: “…”
Did he just pick up someone who just escaped from… that kind of place?
The rest of the ride was tense and uneasy.
After getting out of the car, Xu Ni looked at the people outside the venue.
The event started at eight, and it was already seven-thirty.
She wondered if Fu Guidu had arrived.
If he had, she was bound to run into him here.
Xu Ni crossed her arms and stood there waiting.
She glanced at the time every now and then.
By eight o’clock, when the music inside had already started playing, she still hadn’t seen him.
Xu Ni took out her phone and peeked at Fu Guidu’s WeChat on her alternate account. He hardly ever posted on his Moments, not even medical-related content. The only thing there was his profile picture—a creepy, unsettling foot skeleton.
What was going on?
Was he not coming?
Xu Ni couldn’t sit still anymore.
She switched back to her main account and looked for the hospital nurse she had added earlier.
As soon as she opened it, she saw a post the nurse had shared forty minutes ago: “Thrilling moment! The deputy director’s open surgery! I’m so lucky, wuwuwu!”
Below was a photo. Even though everyone was fully geared up, Xu Ni spotted him in the crowd at a glance.
Xu Ni: “…”
Wuwu what.
She was the one who should be crying.
She’d been stood up.
Xu Ni, the great beauty, had been stood up!
Clenching her teeth, Xu Ni turned around and hailed a cab to Jingsheng Hospital.
She was going to stomp on that dog man’s head!
Following the photo the nurse had posted, she found the auditorium where the open observation was taking place.
As soon as she entered, the image on the large screen at the front immediately caught her eye.
High-definition and magnified.
The entire room was packed.
Everyone was watching the unusually difficult surgery with tense expressions.
Xu Ni was startled by the atmosphere, crouching down to find a seat. The second floor was a circular operating room, entirely made of special glass, where she could even see medical staff in sterile suits moving around.
The atmosphere made Xu Ni realize this was no ordinary surgery.
Was he the one operating?
Seeing him perform surgery so directly stirred some indescribable feelings in Xu Ni’s heart.
One hour, two hours, three hours…
Xu Ni had already been exhausted from the day, and with no sleep the night before, she couldn’t hold on for much longer. Unconsciously, she curled up in the soft chair and fell asleep.
She must have been sleeping in that curled-up position for too long, because Xu Ni woke up with a sore neck and shoulders.
Only to find the place completely empty.
Her movements even echoed in the silence.
Xu Ni: “…”
Excuse me, when did it end?
Did no one think to wake her up?
Xu Ni patted her head and sat up, noticing a coat draped over her—a white lab coat, exceptionally well-made, with a pen clipped to the chest pocket. It was spotlessly clean, and she felt as if she were wrapped in a blanket of fragrant snow.
Where did this coat come from?
But Xu Ni quickly realized.
Who else could it belong to but him!
Feeling reenergized, Xu Ni grabbed the lab coat and ran. Based on her investigations over the past few days, she already knew exactly where Fu Guidu’s office was. Taking the elevator to the twelfth floor, she found it relatively quiet and headed straight for the office at the far end.
Xu Ni knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
She pushed the door open and entered.
The man stood before the coat rack, having just fastened the last button. He cast a glance over—drowsy and faint.
Xu Ni showed a hint of disappointment.
She was a director—what harm was there in letting her take a look?
She was upright and proper.
Fu Guidu rolled up his sleeves. “Slept well?”
Xu Ni walked over with a beaming smile, a touch of shyness in her demeanor. “I didn’t sleep well last night. When did you finish?”
“Twenty minutes ago.”
Xu Ni drew out an “oh,” holding the white coat up to him. “Did you drape this over me? Actually, it wasn’t cold. The air conditioning here is quite comfortable.”
This time.
Fu Guidu leaned casually against the edge of the desk, eyeing her indifferently.
Xu Ni felt uneasy under his gaze.
Could it be that her sleeping face was particularly beautiful? So he felt pity and affection? Romantically draping his coat over her? He really knew how to care for a girl.
Add 5 points!
“Didn’t you know that if your skirt is too short and you sleep restlessly, it might look indecent?”
“…?”
Romantic my foot.
Deduct 50 points!
No, 500 points!
Xu Ni calmly hung the white coat back for him, as if nothing had happened. Only her eyes reddened slightly, looking quite aggrieved. The innocent, delicate persona came on command: “So you didn’t come today because of such an important surgery? Do you know how long I waited for you? Over two hours. I dressed up specially to see you, stood in the cold wind for two hours, and my legs are bruised from the chill. But it’s fine—your profession, I understand. I’m okay.”
Fu Guidu simply watched this woman perform with calm detachment.
He was rather surprised—do directors also need to cultivate acting skills? But why did she insist on playing the role of a… sarcastic and passive-aggressive woman?
Seeing no reaction from him, Xu Ni even lifted her slender leg to show him.
“See? Aren’t they bruised?”
Fu Guidu lowered his gaze. “Yes.”
Xu Ni immediately pushed her luck. “Then rub them for me. Blowing on them would work too.”
He looked at her again, the corner of his mouth seeming to quirk slightly—a subtle, ambiguous expression.
Xu Ni felt both guilty and creeped out by his gaze but still maintained an air of unjustified boldness. “Oh, I knew you’d be shy. A reserved man has more masculine virtue.”
She quietly backed off on her own.
Fu Guidu checked his watch before speaking. “I never said I would go. And how did you know I’d enjoy that kind of show?”
Xu Ni: “Any straight man would.”
Fu Guidu: “…”
Xu Ni saw no issue with that.
Those were supermodels with long legs, slim waists, perky butts, and beautiful faces—wearing lingerie, no less!
Besides, her investigation was absolutely accurate. He did enjoy watching shows and admiring long legs—unless he wasn’t Fu Qibai’s cousin, unless he’d undergone some drastic transformation.
Fu Guidu’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Are you pursuing me?”
Xu Ni blinked, cupping her face with both hands. “Oh, what are you saying~”
Fu Guidu: “That’s enough.”
Xu Ni sensed he was difficult to handle and simply walked up to him, placing one hand on the edge of the desk beside him. She said seriously, “I want to explore the mysteries of human reproduction with you, Mr. Fu. Are you willing to cooperate?”
In short.
She was determined to win over Fu Guidu.
To strut triumphantly with Fu Guidu in tow and make a scene in front of Fu Qibai!
After a moment.
Fu Guidu showed no reaction. Xu Ni wondered inwardly—wasn’t she charming and alluring?
Why wasn’t he responding?
“Give me an answer,” Xu Ni said impatiently, pouting and feigning fierceness.
Fu Guidu raised his hand, pointed at her eyes, and said cruelly, “Your eyeliner is smudged.”
Xu Ni’s pouted lips lost their momentum, like a defeated rooster: “??”
Fu! Gui! Du!
Are you the devil or what!