8
Fu Qingheng truly couldn’t hold back any longer. He demanded irritably, “Do you even know what ‘giving yourself to someone’ actually means?”
“Of course, I know! My teacher taught us—you only say that if you like someone.”
Little Yun Li nodded earnestly, her beautiful fox-like eyes sparkling as she looked at him. “Brother Fu, I really like you!”
Fu Qingheng: … He was now starting to think Ding Zhen had been right.
Could this woman have deliberately gotten hit by a car on the road just to extort someone, and he just happened to be the unlucky one?
“Your teacher? Are you still in school?”
Yun Li usually had to both cultivate and attend classes.
She had a lively personality and couldn’t sit still, often dragging her little friends along to skip class and play.
Now, hearing Fu Qingheng’s question, Little Yun Li instinctively shook her head. “N-no, I’ve already graduated!”
She didn’t want to have to keep going to classes even in the human world.
Fu Qingheng gave a cold snort. The way she looked so guilty clearly meant she was lying.
“How old are you?”
“I’m two…” hundred years old. Yun Li stopped herself, nearly blurting out her real age.
She’d heard that humans living past a hundred was rare. If she blurted out that she was nearly three hundred years old, they’d surely suspect she was a demon.
“Don’t tell me you’re twenty?”
Yun Li quickly and guiltily agreed. “Brother Fu, you’re so smart. I really am twenty years old.”
Fu Qingheng shot back, “And you think I believe that?”
He scrutinized Yun Li carefully, wondering if she was even an adult yet!
Yun Li stuck out her tongue. “Brother Fu, how old are you?”
The man didn’t answer. He simply turned and walked away, leaving Yun Li standing there foolishly waiting for an answer.
It wasn’t until he had gone upstairs that Yun Li realized—Brother Fu had never intended to answer her at all.
Still, she was very happy that he hadn’t kicked her out.
No one was happier about Fu Qingheng keeping Yun Li than Yang Qing.
After all, this was the girl who had pledged herself to their young master. It was quite possible they would get married soon.
“What’s your name?”
Yun Li introduced herself. “My name is Yun Li. You can just call me Ah Li.”
You should be polite to the elderly.
“I’m the butler here. Just call me Uncle Yang!”
The Fu family estate was very large, but there weren’t many people living there.
Usually, it was just Fu Qingheng, Yang Qing, and a few older servants.
With a young girl suddenly added to the household—one who might become Fu Qingheng’s wife, naturally, Yang Qing happily showed Yun Li around the estate and introduced her to the servants.
Everyone was very curious about Yun Li’s identity and secretly asked Yang Qing about her.
Yang Qing said with a beaming smile, “She’s the future mistress!”
Ah, his wish was finally half-fulfilled.
Everyone was even more shocked. They looked at Yun Li, this young girl, and found it truly unbelievable.
Their young master was as divine as they come. It wasn’t as if other girls hadn’t liked him before. So why her, of all people?
Yang Qing smiled mysteriously. “The young master likes girls who take the initiative.”
It was the first time he’d seen a young girl bold enough to say “I give myself to you” straight to Fu Qingheng’s face.
So that was why all those well-bred ladies he’d introduced before had never caught his eye—they were just too shy.
After the introductions, Yang Qing made a point of showing Yun Li to the bedroom right next to Fu Qingheng’s.
On the surface, Fu Qingheng seemed a bit disdainful of Yun Li, so now it was time for him, as an elder, to lend a hand.
As the saying goes, the moon was nearer to the water’s edge. If the two lived close together, anything could happen—like dropping by for a chat in the evening, that sort of thing.
“Ah Li, do you like this room?”
The bedroom next to Fu Qingheng’s had always been empty. It was fully furnished, as if it had been specially prepared for someone.
The moment Yun Li stepped in, she was stunned by the room’s decor.
It was even bigger and more beautiful than her own room!
And this bed—it was several times larger than her own bed at home.
Yun Li was overjoyed. “I love it! I really love it! Thank you, Uncle Yang!”
“I’m glad you like it.”
Yang Qing let the young girl get familiar with the room and then excused himself.
As soon as he left, Little Yun Li couldn’t contain the desire in her heart. She flopped down onto the bed and rolled back and forth several times.
This bed was so big and so soft—it felt wonderful to roll around on.
Yun Li was thrilled to death. Hugging a pillow, she let out a joyful howl, so excited that her entire fox self wanted to transform back into its original form.
Not only was Yun Li’s room next to Fu Qingheng’s, but the two rooms also shared the same large balcony.
Both rooms had floor-to-ceiling glass doors. Just a few steps and you could walk from one room to the other.
That was precisely Yang Qing’s intention in arranging this room for Yun Li.
If the front door wasn’t an option, there was always another way.
After returning to his room, Fu Qingheng changed his clothes and called Guo Ziyang upstairs.
He was just instructing him to investigate a few things when he heard Yun Li’s excited scream.
Guo Ziyang made an unnecessary comment. “That voice seems to be coming from next door. It’s Miss Yun.”
Fu Qingheng shot him a cold look, as if to say, “You think I couldn’t tell?”
Realizing he’d said the wrong thing, Guo Ziyang quickly muttered, “Goodbye, President Fu,” and hurriedly left.
On the other side, Little Yun Li was completely oblivious, still rolling around on the bed.
The bed was positioned right in front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Sunlight streamed in, warming the fox to perfection.
Yun Li rolled contentedly into a sunlit spot, closed her eyes, and wore a blissful, satisfied smile.
Fu Qingheng pushed open the floor-to-ceiling door and walked over. He had originally come to warn Yun Li to keep it down and not make so much noise.
But when he arrived, he saw Yun Li lying on the bed, her little belly exposed to the sunlight, looking utterly content.
She reminded him of a lazy cat basking in the sun’s rays. A strange sense of calm washed over him.
Forget it. She was quiet enough now.
Yun Li unknowingly slept through the entire afternoon in her room, while Fu Qingheng worked all afternoon as well.
The sun gradually set, and the twilight deepened. Yun Li was woken up by hunger.
She hadn’t eaten anything the day before, and at noon, she’d only had a bowl of congee, which had long since been digested.
When Yun Li woke up, she was a bit dazed. She pushed open the floor-to-ceiling door and stepped onto the balcony.
Cold gusts of wind blew in waves, lifting her long black hair. Yun Li stared at the big trees in the backyard.
The trees were lush with leaves, looking like they had been there for many years. Flocks of little birds perched on the branches, chirping away. Watching them made Yun Li’s heart itch—she really wanted to catch some birds.
Beneath the big trees was a small pond.
She had already checked it out that afternoon. There were plenty of fish in the pond, each one looking plump and delicious.
Should she eat birds tonight, or fish?
This was such a dilemma for a little fox.
Just as Yun Li was agonizing over the decision, Yang Qing came to call both of them down for dinner.
The moment she heard food was ready, Yun Li rushed outside. As she came out, she ran right into Fu Qingheng.
“Brother Fu!”
Yun Li shouted excitedly and sidled up to Fu Qingheng. “Brother Fu, my bed is so soft and so big. Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”
They were just going down the stairs when Yun Li suddenly blurted this out. Fu Qingheng nearly slipped and fell. Fortunately, he grabbed the railing with one hand, saving himself from humiliation.
Fu Qingheng turned his head and saw Yun Li tilting her head, looking at him with clear, bright eyes that were sincere, clean, and innocent.
Her mouth was boldly inviting him to sleep with her, yet her expression was pure and guileless, making Fu Qingheng feel as if he were hallucinating.
As if Yun Li hadn’t said anything at all, and it was just his own mind twisting things.
Yun Li was a generous little fox who liked to share everything with her friends.
Lailai had said to treat her poop scooper well, so she wanted to give Fu Qingheng half of her bed. What bad intentions could a little fox have?
When Fu Qingheng didn’t answer, Yun Li added, “It really is big. The two of us could roll around on the bed together!”
“…”
The corner of the man’s mouth twitched. He truly regretted bringing her back now.
Yang Qing, following behind, was very pleased. It seemed Ah Li hadn’t wasted the opportunity he’d set up for her.
Look how on the ball she was—already inviting him to sleep together.
Being proactive was good. That way, they’d get married sooner, and the Fu family would have an heir.
At the dinner table, there were four dishes and a soup. Only one dish was vegetarian; everything else was chicken.
Fu Qingheng asked Yang Qing, “Did you buy too much chicken today?”
Why was it all chicken?
There was sweet and sour chicken chunks, three-cup yellow chicken, braised chicken legs, and chicken soup.
“Ah Li likes chicken, so I had the servants make extra,” Yang Qing replied.
After all, this was Ah Li’s first day staying over. Dinner naturally had to be made according to her preferences—and it had to be plentiful.
Yun Li loved chicken more than anything. She had told Yang Qing she wanted to eat chicken legs, and now the entire table was covered in chicken dishes.
She grabbed her chopsticks and took a big bite of the chicken leg she had been craving so much.
Having not eaten a chicken leg for two days, Yun Li was so moved she nearly shed tears.
“Uncle Yang, you’re the best!”
“Since you like it, eat more.”
Yun Li nodded vigorously and took another bite of the chicken leg. Seeing that Fu Qingheng wasn’t picking up his chopsticks, she said, “Brother Fu, aren’t you going to eat? Chicken legs are delicious!”
“No need, you go ahead,” Fu Qingheng replied. It wasn’t that he disliked chicken, but having an entire table full of chicken dishes was a bit excessive.
For a moment, he didn’t know which dish to start with. In the end, he just picked up some vegetables.
Yun Li quickly finished her chicken leg and then tried a piece of the bright red chicken chunks. “Is this chicken too?”
Yang Qing explained, “Yes, those are sweet and sour chicken chunks.”
Sweet and sour? It sounded delicious just hearing about it.
Yun Li didn’t hesitate and ate a piece. The tangy, sweet meat melted in her mouth—it was so good that her tail (metaphorically) almost perked up.
“This is way too delicious!” It was her first time eating this. She stuffed one piece of chicken after another into her mouth, her cheeks quickly bulging.
Being able to eat was a blessing.
Yang Qing then introduced the way to eat the three-cup yellow chicken. Yun Li was astonished. “I didn’t know chicken could be this tender…”
Before, whenever she ate chicken, it was either roasted or braised. She never imagined there were so many ways to prepare it.
It was truly worth coming down the mountain just to taste so many delicious chicken dishes. She could die without regrets.
Yang Qing noticed that Yun Li really loved eating chicken—she had finished almost everything by herself. “Should I make it again tomorrow?”
Yun Li nodded without hesitation. “Yes!”
“What about pickled chicken feet?”
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