freenovelworld Chapter 105 If you're a man, charge!
Chapter 105 If you're a man, charge!
An Ying stared blankly at Fu Chengli.
It was hard to tell whether his face showed confusion or sleepiness.
This question seems to have come out of nowhere.
Fu Chengli leaned against the wall and tilted his head.
His expression didn't look like he was joking.
An Ying looked wary and said, "Why are you asking this? Are you trying to set me up with someone?"
Her eyes were full of vigilance.
Fu Chengli was speechless for half a second.
An Ying looked troubled, but quickly refused.
"Forget it, I can't reach your social circle."
That was the honest truth in her heart.
For Lu Qiyao, a man who barely manages to get into Fu Chengli's circle, breaking up with him felt like shedding a layer of skin.
An Ying didn't want to experience that again.
Moreover, people of Fu Chengli's social class are a bunch of monsters and demons.
She's no nobody like her; she's not someone to mess with.
Fu Chengli curled his lip and asked, "Then what is your relationship with Su Jixun?"
An Ying's eyes widened, her confusion growing.
Is someone spreading rumors that she likes Su Jixun?!
An Ying retorted, "We're just ordinary friends. I've known him since college. If I were interested in him, I wouldn't have waited until now."
That makes some sense.
Fu Chengli released his grip on her arm, staring at her without changing his expression: "So you two just bumped into each other by chance?"
An Ying nodded vigorously.
Fu Chengli thought for a moment, then pressed on, "Did he ever pursue you?"
An Ying recalled, "I did chase after him."
Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow: "You like his type?"
An Ying pursed her lips and frowned slightly.
I wouldn't say I like him, but at least Su Jixun looks like a normal man.
In other words, the kind of normal man that many women consider suitable for marriage.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck An Ying.
She remembered that at a previous charity gala, someone had asked her about her ideal type.
What did she say again?
The image she described at the time seemed to resemble Su Jixun somewhat...
That day, An Ying was afraid of misunderstandings, so she deliberately chose someone who wasn't present.
After going around in circles, the misunderstanding still came back!
An Ying turned to look at Fu Chengli.
His face was sharply defined, yet there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
Someone must have spread what she said that day to his ears.
An Ying sighed: "I don't care what type he is, I don't really want to be in a relationship right now."
Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow: "What are you doing? Playing the 'severing ties' card?"
An Ying resignedly, "Yeah, men are all pretty boring. Once I've saved enough money for retirement, I'll go to a temple and become a nun."
Fu Chengli's face fell: "..."
Suddenly, the rock music in the villa stopped, and the sound of a child crying loudly could be heard.
An Ying pushed open the door and entered, the two walking side by side inside.
The room was filled with men and women, creating quite a lively atmosphere.
A group of people were playing cards on the sofa.
At the other end of the living room, a group of people were playing billiards.
A group of beautiful women were drinking and chatting at the bar.
In the center of the brightly lit, spacious living room, there was an extra-long sofa.
In the very center of the sofa, a man was surrounded by a group of beautiful women with large breasts and slender waists.
The man was wearing a brightly colored vacation shirt, pink knee-length shorts, and flip-flops.
She had a colorful flower wreath on her head.
Fu Chengli led An Yingyi into the villa.
Everyone in the living room turned their heads at once to look at the two of them.
An Ying felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.
Looking down and around, he couldn't see Jiang Shuya.
The man held a playing card in his left hand and raised his right hand high, waving to Fu Chengli.
"Fu Chengli, come quick! I really can't play this game anymore."
Fu Chengli introduced, "An Ying, my cousin."
Du Yun pondered, "Surname An? Is it the one the old man adopted?"
Fu Chengli nodded and introduced Du Yun to An Ying.
Du Yun's shrewd phoenix eyes quickly swept across An Ying's face, then glanced at Fu Chengli.
Du Yun wanted to get up and greet An Ying, but found that the two beauties on either side of him were squeezing him so tightly that he couldn't move.
He frowned, exclaimed "Ouch!", and patted the buttocks of the two beautiful women on either side of him, signaling them to move aside.
After finally standing up, Du Yun walked quickly to Fu Chengli and An Ying, and extended his hand to An Ying: "Hello, little cousin, I didn't expect you to be such a beautiful woman."
An Ying smiled politely and was about to reach out and shake hands with him.
Fu Chengli reached out and grabbed An Ying's wrist, pulling her behind him.
An Ying: ? ? ?
Fu Chengli looked at Du Yun and said irritably, "Your hands are dirty."
Du Yun rubbed his palms, looking aggrieved: "You're stingy."
Before he could even get angry for a second, Du Yun took off the rainbow wreath from his head and placed it on An Ying's head.
"This is just a small gift. I just got back from vacation in Hawaii today. I didn't know my little cousin was coming. Otherwise, I would have prepared a bigger gift for you."
An Ying touched the flower wreath on her head and said thank you.
Du Yun smiled warmly, making the large red flower pattern printed on her shirt appear even more vibrant.
And that's paired with his big, white teeth when he grins.
He appeared rather simple and honest, which perfectly softened the shrewdness in his features.
This is Du Yun.
He is known as Boss Du.
Judging by appearance alone, who would guess that this seemingly simple-minded man is actually the heir of the Yuncheng underworld?
An Ying caught a glimpse of Jiang Shuya and her husband Zhuang Haolin in the kitchen and whispered to Fu Chengli, "I'm going to find Shuya."
Fu Chengli nodded.
Du Yun was also tall and strong.
He hooked his arm around Fu Chengli's shoulder, chuckled, and handed him a cigarette. He then turned to look at An Ying's retreating figure, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Fu Chengli took the cigarette Du Yun offered and pulled out a lighter from his pocket.
After lighting it, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said lazily, "Don't get involved with her."
Du Yun understood immediately and gave an OK sign.
"Understood, brother. Don't worry, Yuncheng is my territory. With your words, no one will dare to touch a hair on her head."
Du Yun took the lighter from Fu Chengli's hand, lit a cigarette, and said slowly, "My assistant called me and said you ran away halfway. I thought something had happened."
“I had my assistant take Old Man Fu to his hotel to rest, but Lai Yuqiang insisted on coming along. I guess you ran away halfway, probably because you didn’t want to see her, so you declined.”
Fu Chengli gave a lazy "hmm".
Du Yun blinked: "Does my little cousin have a boyfriend? What type does she like?"
Fu Chengli flicked his cigarette ash: "Who knows?"
Du Yun and Fu Chengli have known each other for many years.
When the Fu family was expanding its business in Southwest China, Fu Chengli and his third uncle Fu Mingyi often traveled to Yuncheng.
From then on, Fu Chengli got to know Du Yun. The two were about the same age and had similar decisive and efficient work styles.
Both men were rulers of their own territories, and wise men would choose to join forces rather than oppose each other.
Du Yun chuckled quipped, "I don't know what kind of person she likes, but I know you're definitely not normal."
Fu Chengli frowned, not really wanting to respond to Du Yun's probing.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Du Yun smiled mischievously and leaned closer to whisper, "Young Master Fu is so fashionable, how come you're even into pseudo-incest? I never knew you had such a big appetite, hahaha."
Fu Chengli rolled his eyes at Du Yun speechlessly: "Watch your words, don't scare her."
Du Yun exclaimed in surprise and disbelief, "When did you become such a coward? If you're a man, then charge forward!"