Fu Hanye froze for a moment, then immediately pushed the person away the next second.
“Are you sick or something?”
He Sheng was pushed until she felt slightly dizzy. Her pale fingertips clutched the hem of Fu Hanye’s clothes, her crow-feather-like eyelashes fluttering weakly. On her pale little face, her crystal-like eyes were misty.
Fu Hanye could tell that He Sheng was feeling extremely unwell, but that only confused him more.
“If you’re uncomfortable, why aren’t you lying down in your own room? What are you wandering around for?”
“…” He Sheng could not speak, so she could only blink.
She also wanted to lie down and be a useless lump, but if she did not come over and stick close to Fu Hanye, her little life would be gone.
Fu Hanye lowered his gaze to look at the girl’s flushed cheeks from fever caused by catching a chill. Against her black hair, she looked even more pitiful and adorable.
His Adam’s apple moved unconsciously, and he felt a bit impatient.
“Go stay in your room. I’m going out.”
Going out?
No, he could not go out.
She had only extended her life by such a small amount. If he went out and played all night, wouldn’t she be completely finished?
At the edge of life and death, He Sheng could not care about being shy anymore. She suddenly hugged Fu Hanye again, using all her strength to fiercely extend her life.
Fu Hanye only felt a soft bundle pressing against his chest—soft and warm—and not… unpleasant.
He was good-looking and came from a wealthy family. Many girls wanted to throw themselves into his arms.
But Fu Hanye never let them get close. Contact with strong ulterior motives disgusted him. Yet now, he felt something strangely different.
Fu Hanye half-held her as he entered the room. He bent down, picked her up horizontally, then sat down and placed her on his lap.
He Sheng’s mind was a little foggy. It took her a while to realize her position had changed.
But that was not important. What was important was that Fu Hanye’s princess carry had directly increased her life by three hours.
He Sheng truly wished she could become an accessory hanging on Fu Hanye, cling to him for a year or more, max out her life value, and becoming a centenarian would no longer be a dream.
The two stayed quietly for a while. Fu Hanye’s phone kept vibrating. He glanced at it casually and replied to a message.
When he lowered his gaze again, he found that He Sheng had fallen asleep.
Even in her dreams, the girl’s brows were slightly furrowed. Her pink lips were softly pouted, looking very kissable.
Fu Hanye let out a long breath, causing her hair to flutter.
He thought that perhaps falling into the swimming pool earlier had frightened He Sheng. He had saved her, so she felt a sense of security being close to him.
The man raised his hand and casually ruffled her soft hair. However, the medicine He Sheng had taken was taking effect, and she was sleeping deeply, completely unaware.
Fu Hanye picked her up again and walked to the room next door—He Sheng’s room—planning to put her on the bed and leave.
But He Sheng refused to let go.
Although she had succumbed to the side effects of the medicine and fallen asleep, her awareness remained. Her life-charging source was about to disconnect—how could she not know?
Fu Hanye pulled at her hands, but as soon as he pried one off, the other grabbed him again.
After repeating this several times, Fu Hanye grew annoyed. He simply got onto the bed and lay down beside He Sheng, letting the girl cling to him like an octopus.
He wanted to see just how embarrassed she would be once she was fully awake and realized what absurd thing she had done.
Usually, she avoided everyone, especially him. The moment she saw him, it was as if she had seen a wolf.
Fu Hanye could not help but recall the He Sheng from before the car accident—always full of energy, with a dimple appearing whenever she smiled. Relying on being a year older than him, she always made him call her “sister.“ which was especially annoying.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed, and He Sheng had completely become a different person—strange and unfamiliar.
Whether it was the alcohol taking effect or genuine fatigue, he was not sure.
Smelling the faint fragrance from the girl, Fu Hanye also fell asleep. When the maid came in to deliver porridge and medicine, neither of them woke up.
The maid widened her eyes, hesitating whether to wake the two who were sleeping intertwined.
But… since when had Young Master and Miss He Sheng become so close? Young Master clearly did not like Miss He Sheng.
Fu Jingguo returned home after a long day. As usual, he asked about He Sheng’s condition. When he heard that she had fallen into the swimming pool and had been rescued by Fu Hanye, his thick brows lifted.
“How did He Sheng fall into the pool? It’s not like she can’t see at all.”
Butler Uncle Zhou respectfully replied: “We checked the surveillance. It was Young Master’s friend playing a prank.”
Fu Jingguo sneered. “Making friends with such people—has he gone blind?”
Taking pleasure in bullying the weak—how rotten must one’s character be?
Such a person would never accomplish anything significant.
“Where is he?” Fu Jingguo asked.
Uncle Zhou hesitated for a moment but still said: “In… Miss He Sheng’s room.”
“Hm?” Fu Jingguo was surprised. “I’ll go take a look.”
He pushed open the door and turned on the light. Under the soft illumination, the scene of Fu Hanye and He Sheng sharing the same bed entered his sight.
The girl was nestled in the man’s arms, her skin snow-white with the soft pink hue of deep sleep. Fu Hanye’s long arm loosely encircled her, drawing the little girl into his protective space—dominant and possessive.
Fu Jingguo subconsciously rubbed his eyes. After confirming he was not mistaken, he found it utterly absurd.
He Sheng’s eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes.
Because of her weak vision, everything she saw was blurry, but she could distinguish outlines. Combined with the sense of vitality filling her when close to Fu Hanye, she quickly realized what was happening.
She… she had actually slept together with Fu Hanye?
Ah, this… what kind of development was this?
He Sheng did not dare make any large movements. She carefully wriggled out of Fu Hanye’s embrace. Just as she thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, she noticed someone standing by the door. From the height, she recognized him—it was Fu Jingguo.
After all, in this villa, aside from the nearly 1.9-meter-tall Fu Hanye, the only other tall person was his father, Fu Jingguo.
What kind of ridiculous situation was this? She had been caught on the spot sleeping in the same bed as his son. Even with eight mouths, she would not be able to explain it clearly.
Oh, right—she was still mute now.
Seeing that He Sheng had woken up and that a trace of panic flashed across her face, Fu Jingguo suppressed his temper and asked a few concerned questions.
He Sheng responded by shaking or nodding her head. Under the blanket, she quietly held Fu Hanye’s hand.
Sorry. Although this was not appropriate, she really wanted to charge a bit more life.
In the end, Fu Hanye was still woken up by Fu Jingguo’s stern expression and taken to the study.
With her life-charging source gone, He Sheng felt a bit unaccustomed.
She muttered to herself inwardly: “Wasn’t I in his room? How did I end up in my bed?”
【Of course it’s because you clung to him and refused to let go. I told you, didn’t I? The current Fu Hanye isn’t as scary as you think.】
He Sheng’s expression stiffened. Please—being reminded that she had clung to someone so hard that he had no choice but to sleep with her was absolutely unnecessary, okay?
She checked her current life value. From less than a minute, it had increased to fifty-six hours, three minutes, and five seconds.
Great! Her life for the next two days was secure!
This sleep had been worth it!
“Bang!”
In the study, Fu Jingguo smashed a teacup at Fu Hanye’s feet. It shattered into pieces.
“You’re simply not human! Do you even know He Sheng’s condition? And you still dared to treat her like that!”
Fu Hanye’s narrow phoenix eyes glinted coldly. “What did I do?”
“You—!” His son’s carefree and nonchalant attitude made Fu Jingguo furious.
“How do you know it wasn’t her who took the initiative to seduce me?” Fu Hanye let out a light laugh. “I’m not so desperate that I’d stoop to that level. A little mute who can’t even make a sound in bed—I’d find that boring.”