After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"Fu...Fu Yanchuan..."

Su Yaoyao's voice was trembling a little, her eyes flickered, trying to find a reasonable excuse to break free from the heavy hand that was tightly holding her slender waist.

Her heart was beating a little faster, and she felt a little at a loss as she felt the man's body temperature and strong presence behind her.

"Yaoyao, I don't want to hear any excuses."

Fu Yanchuan's voice was low and firm, with unquestionable majesty, "Your period is not coming these days."

His words revealed his understanding of her, as if all concealment in front of him was in vain.

The corners of Su Yaoyao's mouth twitched slightly, and she was speechless.

She secretly complained: "Is this Fu Yanchuan a pervert? How can he remember such things so clearly!"

However, she did not dare to speak and could only respond with silence.

Fu Yanchuan didn't seem to care about her reaction, but hugged her even tighter.

His lips gently touched the back of her earlobe, and the warm touch made Su Yaoyao shiver involuntarily.

He breathed softly into her ear, his voice low and full of temptation: "Yaoyao...you are mine, and you will be mine forever."

The air around him seemed to freeze, leaving only his low and magnetic words echoing in his ears.

Su Yaoyao could clearly feel his strong possessiveness. She widened her eyes, feeling an inexplicable emotion in her heart, not knowing how to respond to this overbearing man.

The moonlight shining on them added a touch of romance and mystery to the scene.

Fu Yanchuan's eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they wanted to suck her whole body into them.

Su Yaoyao's heart beat faster. She knew she could no longer escape the control of this man.

Su Yaoyao accepted her fate and closed her clear eyes.

A crystal teardrop, like a pearl that had broken off the string, quietly slid down from the corner of her eye, reflecting the helplessness and sadness in her heart.

This subtle sound seemed to touch Fu Yanchuan's heartstrings, and he gently and tenderly licked away the hot tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Yaoyao, don't cry," Fu Yanchuan's low voice was full of tenderness and reluctance, "I will be sad if you do this."

This was the first time that Su Yaoyao behaved so well since her rebirth, which made Fu Yanchuan unable to suppress the desire in his heart any longer.

He once respected her and gave her freedom, but she could never accept his feelings.

At this moment, he decided not to be patient any longer. He wanted to return to his original indifference and protect her in his own unique way.

He bent down slightly, and his strong arms gently wrapped around Su Yaoyao's slender waist, then he effortlessly lifted her up horizontally.

Su Yaoyao's body was so light that she seemed to have no weight, and she looked so petite and cute in his arms.

He held Su Yaoyao in his arms and slowly walked towards the large and soft bed in the room. He took every step very carefully, for fear of startling the person in his arms.

When he reached the bed, he gently placed Su Yaoyao on the bed, his movements extremely gentle, as if she was an invaluable treasure.

Looking at Su Yaoyao's appearance, he couldn't help but feel endless love and pity in his heart.

He gently placed her on the bed, sat beside her, and gently ran his fingers through her hair.

The silky smooth touch made him feel an inexplicable emotion.

He slowly leaned over and gently kissed her forehead, his affectionate eyes filled with cherishment and love for her.

His kiss was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, gently falling on her eyes, moving to the wings of her nose, and finally stopping on her tempting red lips.

At this moment, he seemed to want to kiss away all her sorrow and give her all his tenderness.

Su Yaoyao's hands were tightly grasping the bed sheets, her fingertips turning slightly white due to excessive force, revealing her inner tension and anxiety.

There was a hint of fear and helplessness in her eyes, as if she had already foreseen what was going to happen next but was powerless to resist.

Fu Yanchuan stood up and looked down at her.

He began to unbutton his suit one by one. Every time he unbuttoned a button, Su Yaoyao's heart beat faster.

As the buttons were undone one by one, his shirt and belt were thrown onto the sofa next to him, making dull sounds.

These sounds echoed in Su Yaoyao's ears like the footsteps of death, making her feel extremely heavy and depressed.

Finally, when Fu Yanchuan was left with only a pair of shorts, his hand slowly reached out for Su Yaoyao's clothes.

Su Yaoyao subconsciously wanted to stop him, but her hand was gently held by Fu Yanchuan.

"Yaoyao is not behaving well again?"

Fu Yanchuan's voice was low and threatening, causing Su Yaoyao to shudder involuntarily.

She knew that she couldn't resist this man, and she didn't dare to provoke him because she was afraid that he would attack Luo Ying and the others.

So she reluctantly let go of her hand and let Fu Yanchuan continue his actions.

When Fu Yanchuan saw that she gave up resistance, a smug smile appeared on his face.

He continued his movements, and each one seemed to announce his victory and Su Yaoyao's helpless surrender.

Su Yaoyao could only close her eyes and endure it all silently, her heart filled with fear and despair, but she knew that she had no other choice. For Luo Ying and the others,

The night is as blue as water, the moonlight is as bright as a silk thread. In the quiet night, two people meet each other frankly. Their clothes have been taken off, and their naked skin is faintly visible in the faint moonlight.

His fingers gently touched her skin, and at that moment, time seemed to stand still.

She trembled slightly, and a trace of surprise and panic flashed in her eyes.

He whispered, "Yaoyao, I will be responsible for you."

The voice reveals infinite tenderness and expectation.

Su Yaoyao's tears slid down her cheeks. She bit her lower lip, trying hard not to cry out loud.

Seeing this, Fu Yanchuan wiped away her tears distressedly and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will be very gentle."

Before he could finish his words, he leaned over and kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally her lips.

His kiss was gentle and passionate, making Su Yaoyao gradually lose herself.

Just then, Su Yaoyao's cell phone suddenly rang.

She pushed Fu Yanchuan away, picked up the phone and saw that it was Luo Ying calling.

Su Yaoyao was about to answer the call, but Fu Yanchuan snatched the phone from her and threw it aside. "Yaoyao, even if the sky falls tonight, don't worry. I'm determined to have you."

Su Yaoyao's face turned pale in an instant, and she stared at Fu Yanchuan with pleading eyes.

Fu Yanchuan turned a blind eye to it. He leaned over again, held her lips and kissed her hard.

Just when Fu Yanchuan and Su Yaoyao were feeling affectionate, the piercing ring of the telephone once again broke the silence, but this time, the call was from Fu Yanchuan, not Su Yaoyao.

Fu Yanchuan frowned slightly, and the tenderness and sweetness on his face were disturbed without a trace.

He glanced at the caller ID and saw... He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

He wanted to ignore it and continue to immerse himself in the love between him and Su Yaoyao.

But the phone call seemed to be persistent, ringing one after another and never giving up.

Fu Yanchuan knew that if he didn't answer the call, this rare warm moment would be completely disrupted.

He sighed helplessly and reached out to answer the phone, but his body was still pressed tightly against Su Yaoyao, as if he wanted to express his dissatisfaction with this sudden interruption.

Fu Yanchuan had just picked up the phone to answer it, but before he could say anything, the other party hung up.

He couldn't help but curse under his breath: "Fuck!"

At the same time, Fu Yanchuan leaned down and pressed his body heavily on Su Yaoyao.

Su Yaoyao could clearly feel Fu Yanchuan's weight and his looming anger.

Just then, there was a sudden and urgent knock on the door, the sound was deafening.

Fu Yanchuan frowned, his face full of displeasure, then slowly released the body that was pressing on Su Yaoyao.

After being relieved, Su Yaoyao quickly put on her clothes, rushed to the door, and opened it without hesitation.

Standing outside the door was Qin's mother.

When she saw Su Yaoyao's disheveled clothes and messy hair, a look of astonishment immediately appeared on her face, but soon she smiled meaningfully as if she suddenly realized something.

Fu Yanchuan's face was burning with anger. It was obvious that his inner desires were not satisfied and he seemed a little anxious and uneasy.

At this moment, Mother Qin walked in cautiously and spoke with some trepidation: "Mr.

Fu Yanchuan raised his head abruptly, staring at Mother Qin angrily, with obvious dissatisfaction in his voice: "What are you doing? Can't you see we are busy?"

Mother Qin was shocked by his reaction, but she still answered with a stiff upper lip: "Sir, it was the wife who called. She said she couldn't reach you."

Fu Yanchuan frowned and glared at Mother Qin, as if to say, "Can't you find an excuse to refuse?"

Mother Qin could see his dissatisfaction, but she was also helpless.

She was just a servant, so how could she dare to refuse the lady's call casually?

She could only carefully explain: "Sir, it's so late, and the lady called, I thought there must be something urgent."

Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that he couldn't let his personal emotions interfere with his work.

He waved his hand and took the phone from Qin's mother.

On the other end of the phone, the lady's voice sounded anxious and worried.

After listening to his wife's narration, Fu Yanchuan's expression gradually became solemn.

After he hung up the phone, he immediately stood up and walked out, saying to Mother Qin as he walked, "Get the car ready, I need to go out for a while."

"What...what happened?" Su Yaoyao asked. The lady that Qin's mother mentioned was Fu Yanchuan's mother.

"It's okay. Lingling is feeling a little uncomfortable. I'm going to go back for a while. Please wait for me at home."

Fu Yanchuan said this, took a deep breath, then turned and walked to the sofa, picking up his shirt and belt.

He didn't say anything else, but just put on his clothes silently, as if he was thinking about something.

In the night, Fu Yanchuan's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Su Yaoyao looked at his back as he left, and felt relieved.

Mother Qin looked at his back and didn't know what happened to the little lady.

I prayed silently in my heart, hoping that everything would go smoothly.

At this moment, a sudden cell phone ring sounded, breaking the original quiet atmosphere in the room.

Su Yaoyao's heart tightened, and she quickly reached out to pick up the phone and pressed the answer button.

Before she could speak, Luo Ying's anxious voice came: "Yaoyao, where are you now? Pei Shaoqing just told me that you were taken away by Fu Yanchuan! Are you okay? I'm really worried to death!"

This series of concerned words was like a thunderclap, instantly pulling Su Yaoyao back to reality from chaos.

She suddenly came back to her senses, put on her clothes hastily as if she had just woken up from a dream, and replied in a somewhat panicked tone: "I... I'm fine, don't worry, I'll come to you right away."

Before she finished her words, Su Yaoyao no longer cared about anything else and rushed towards the door without hesitation.

However, how could the bodyguards at Fu Yanchuan's house let her leave so easily? They stepped forward and tried to stop her, but at this moment, Su Yaoyao was like a bird that had escaped from a cage, determined and no one could stop her.

She nimbly dodged a bodyguard and cleverly avoided the arm of another person, then rushed out of the villa like a gust of wind.

Seeing this, the bodyguards knew they couldn't stop her, so they could only quickly call Fu Yanchuan and report the situation to him.

After receiving the call, Fu Yanchuan rubbed his temple helplessly and whispered, "No need to stop her by force, just follow her from a distance."

After saying that, he slowly put down the phone in his hand, "Yaoyao... is being naughty again."

Madam Fu Villa

In the darkness of the night, Fu Yanchuan's car lights broke the silence of the night and stopped steadily at the door of his mother's villa.

The driver quickly turned off the engine and almost rushed into the door, his face full of anxiety.

As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to ask, "Mom, what's wrong with Lingling? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mother looked worried, her brows furrowed. She shook her head and said:

"I don't know what happened. Lingling was sleeping soundly, but suddenly she screamed and woke up crying. After waking up, she kept yelling that she wanted to find Su Yaoyao. I know that your relationship is tense and you are having a conflict. I didn't dare to ask you about Su Yaoyao's whereabouts, so I could only call you back quickly."

When Fu Yanchuan heard this, his heart tightened and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He knew that Fu Lingling's dependence on Su Yaoyao far exceeded that of him and his mother, but he didn't know why. It was obvious that he and Lingling were from the same mother.

Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then turned and walked towards Lingling's room, intending to personally comfort the frightened little girl.

He walked and thought, feeling confused about the relationship between Su Yaoyao and Fu Lingling and angry at his own incompetence.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, his knuckles turned white from the force. He knew that he had to marry Su Yaoyao, not only for Lingling, but also for himself, to atone for his sins in his previous life.

The surrounding environment seemed to feel the tense atmosphere, and it was so quiet that only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard.

The night wind blew in through the window, bringing a little coolness, but it could not calm the heat and anxiety in his heart.

"Lingling, can I come in?" Fu Yanchuan knocked on the door.