Ch3 - The Emergence of Fu Family’s Little Overlord (3)

Fu Xiao, where is your conscience?

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Fu Mingming reached out to touch the kitten. After all, she was also a girl, who likes cute and fluffy creatures.

Considering what he did just now, Su Zening obediently let her touch and consciously rubbed Fu Mingming’s hand.

 

 

Fu Mingming’s eyes suddenly lit up, she took out her mobile phone and took pictures of this beautiful little white cat with unique pupils, and Su Zening also cooperated in various poses.

This year’s poop shoveling official was really hard to serve. 

It wasn’t enough for Fu Mingming to have a good time sucking the cat, she also posted many beautiful photos of Little Sugar Cake on her weibo.

 

As soon as the photo of Little Sugar Cake was posted, there were old fans commenting.

[A little white cat with mandarin duck eyes, cute, I want to suck.]

[The cat-stealing team begins to assemble.]

 

[Picking up the little white cat in a flash.]

[The anchor has time to suck cat, but not time to live broadcast? The anchor is a big pig’s hoof.]

Fu Mingming, who was supposed to live broadcast today, withdrew from Weibo with a guilty conscience. Then she finally remembered her own business and asked the butler: “Uncle Zhang, where is my cousin?”

 

She ran away from her live broadcast today to find her cousin for some business. When she arrived her cousin had official business to deal with, so she came to play with Little Sugar Cake first. 

It was not because she wanted to see Little Sugar Cake.

The butler did not speak and just had a decent smile on his face.

Fu Mingming immediately understood: “Feng Jiaming is here, right?”

Feng Jiaming was the only one who could make his cousin make an exception. 

Butler: “Miss Feng and the young master are discussing things in the study. Is Miss Mingming staying for dinner?”

The kill mat girl hurriedly shook her head and said: “Feng Jiaming came to see my cousin, she must have something important to settle with him. I will definitely run into her if I stay for dinner. I’m not in a good relationship with her, and we will definitely just quarrel when we meet.” 

After Fu Mingming knew that it was hopeless to see Fu Xiao in a short time, she tried to abduct the kitten, but was firmly refused by the butler before she reluctantly said goodbye to the kitten and left.

Su Zening, who had regained his freedom, made a small calculation in his heart.

 

He was curious about the heroin in the story. What kind of person is Feng Jiaming?

While the butler was not paying attention, Su Zening sneaked to the study, and looked up at the closed door of the study. With difficulty, he tried to use his small body to squeeze in the opening of the door. 

The study was simply comprised of black and white, and a whole wall was filled with all kinds of books. It was no wonder that Fu Xiao was also an honorary graduate of an international famous school, and he has two master’s degrees.

Fu Xiao sat at the white minimalist desk casually flipping through a contract in his hand.

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As expected of Feng Jiaming, who was known as the soul singer. 

Anyone should praise the two of them for their talent and looks, and they were a natural pair.

However, Su Zening felt that Feng Jiaming was not suitable for Fu Xiao.

Feng Jiaming always felt that Fu Xiao was too cruel and ruthless. But Fu Xiao was originally a person who grew up in the dark, and he was used to seeing the evil of human beings. So how can he be warm and affectionate?

The world has never given Fu Xiao a chance to be affectionate. 

The white kitten walked straight towards the two of them. Of course, Feng Jiaming and Fu Xiao noticed the kitten that slipped in, but Feng Jiaming obviously didn’t have the heart to think about this little white cat that suddenly appeared. She was filled with thoughts about her business with Fu Xiao.

Seeing that Fu Xiao was looking at the contract for a long time and didn’t give her an answer, she said urgently, “How is it? My uncle’s project is short of funds, so I have no choice but to ask you for help. My uncle said that once the capital is injected, the project will be successful if it is restarted. ”

The Xingchen Group in Fu Xiao hands control the largest film distribution and production company in the country. He has a record production company, more than 50 percent of the country’s television stations, as well as various paper and emerging news outlets, and countless artists under his management. 

And Fu Xiao is the head of this media group. The Xingchen Group is developing in an unstoppable manner in his hands. Not long ago, he also completed the acquisition of their biggest rival, Chenxiao Group.

He was the well-deserved king of country A’s media industry.

As long as he nodded, her uncle’s problem would be solved head on.

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows indisputably, he did not speak, just turning over the contract. 

Su Zening clearly knew who his owner was and on whom his intimate value depends. The little white dumpling walked to Fu Xiao’s trousers and jumped up confidently.

Although his posture was right, the effect is very poor.

 

He was so embarrassed that he could only jump to Fu Xiao’s calf.

Fortunately, his claws caught Fu Xiao’s pants. 

The expensive hand-tailored suit pants were visibly pulled out and scrapped under Su Zening’s claws.

Su Zening’s two hind paws were swaying in the air, unable to care much, Su Zening raised his head and meowed at Fu Xiao.

Come and save me, ah.

Fu Xiao lifted the sticky Little Sugar Cake onto his lap before closing the contract, and said to Feng Jiaming, “Are you sure you want me to help your uncle?” 

Feng Jiaming felt her face burning, but thinking of how her uncle had taken care of her over the years, she nodded firmly, “Yes.”

Fu Xiao touched Little Sugar Cake in his arms, and Little Sugar Cake’s two paws unconsciously stepped on his thighs, so light and soft. The little one’s undisguised liking and preference for him greatly pleased Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao had a rare kindness towards Feng Jiaming and said: “Your uncle has no talent or ability in business, even if he gets through this time, he will encounter other problems next time, and the problems tend to only get bigger. This time it failed but only this project is gone, next time it might even be the Feng family.”

“Or put it this way—your uncle doesn’t fit in the business world.” 

“No–” Feng Jiaming stood up, her face turning red with humiliation, and said in general: “My uncle just couldn’t recognize people this time.”

Fu Xiao held the Little Sugar Cake on his palm. Little Sugar Cake’s blue with a bit of brown almond eyes looked up at him, meow-wu, meow-wu. Fu Xiao stroked the back of Little Sugar Cake with satisfaction, then raised his head, looking at Feng Jiaming, and repeated interestingly: “Just this time?”

Feng Jiaming knew that Fu Xiao had always looked down on the Feng family, or rather with Fu Xiao’s proud and conceited character, he couldn’t look down on anyone, but this time the mockery in Fu Xiao’s tone made her proud self-esteem can’t bear it any longer.

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It was like this every time. Every time she stepped into this study, she felt that her dignity was being tormented. The existence of this room was a mockery of her personality and a denial of her ability. 

This place was a constant reminder to herself of what she has relied on to get to where she was today.

Maybe she shouldn’t have made that deal with Fu Xiao at all ten years ago.

She had originally thought about getting to know Fu Xiao well, until she saw Fu Xiao’s opponent being chased and killed by Fu Xiao again, and then jumped down from the top floor of the building in despair.

The uncle, who originally would still be smiling at her, turned into a puddle of mud in front of her eyes, and only then did she realize clearly that she and Fu Xiao were people of two worlds, and that she could never truly accept Fu Xiao. 

How could a person like Fu Xiao who was ruthless and only has interests in his eyes show kindness? Why did she come here to humiliate herself?

Feng Jiaming stood up, picked up the contract that Fu Xiao put on the desk, and was about to leave.

 

Fu Xiao suddenly said: “I agree to inject capital this time, but I have conditions. If the project still fails to meet expectations, the project will be mine, how about it?”

Feng Jiaming was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Fu Xiao changed his mind, but thinking about his uncle’s current embarrassing situation, Feng Jiaming couldn’t care less, she thought that as long as there was capital injection, her uncle’s project would be successful, and said with joy, “Good.” 

Feng Jiaming got what she wanted and left with the contract, then she walked to the door. The butler, who had no sense of existence, then asked: “Dinner is almost ready, is Miss Feng staying for dinner?”

In the past, the butler would not have asked Feng Jiaming so ignorantly if she would stay.

It was just that today’s day was really special.

Every year today, the young master Xiao would be in a bad mood, so he would ask Feng Jiaming with a glimmer of hope. 

“No need.” Feng Jiaming refused without thinking, and after refusing she found that it seemed a bit too strong, so she explained awkwardly, “I have a job tonight.”

The butler still had a decent smile on his face, but his voice became colder: “It’s a pity, I specially let the kitchen prepare Miss Feng’s favorite dishes. Recently, the young master always eats dinner alone. I thought that Miss Feng could stay today.”

Feng Jiaming smiled uncomfortably and said: “The job has long been set.” In fact, her work tonight is not important at all. It’s insignificant, she just does not want to stay here for one more second. Feng Jiaming always felt that the butler seemed to see through everything in her eyes, and she couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

“That’s natural, work is the most important thing.” The butler said with a smile on the corner of his mouth. 

Feng Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief, she always felt that Fu Xiao’s house was cold. Everyone here wore a decent smile, especially the butler, who was at a loss every time she came.

She subconsciously always refused to stay here for even a second longer.

The driver outside, who was ready to take her, was already waiting outside the door at the order of the butler.

Just as she was about to get into the car, the butler suddenly said: “Miss Feng.” 

Feng Jiaming was startled: “What’s wrong?”

“Miss Feng, L company will deliver the latest dresses in a few days. You can come and try it when you have time.” The butler said respectfully.

Families like the Fu family, have all the latest models of major brands sent over by specialized people for them to choose from.

When Feng Jiaming found out that the styles and quality that Fu family could see were far more than what she could see in shopping malls or to a partner, almost all the dresses she attended for major events were chosen from Fu family. 

After so many years, she has formed a habit, she doesn’t think much about it anymore, but the thought of the upcoming awards ceremony, and the variety of people she had to deal with, she nodded with irritation in her mind.

A mocking smile flashed across the butler’s eyes.

 

Su Zening felt that what Fu Xiao said was very reasonable. If Feng Jiaming’s uncle is really unsuitable for business, Fu Xiao would only hurt himself by helping him. Just like a sheep entered the world of lions with the help of a lion, but a sheep was a sheep after all, and it will be swallowed by other lions sooner or later.

But what does this have to do with this little kitty? 

He stood up from Fu Xiao’s lap, and shook his head, then his small paws tried to grasp the edge of the desk. His action brought about the sound of bells, making Su Zening couldn’t help but frown.

The sound is so annoying.

He scratched his neck twice with his paws but to no avail.

“Little Sugar Cake.” Fu Xiao called out this name for the first time. 

The cloud-like kitten scratched the necklace and looked up at Fu Xiao.

Poop shoveling official, what are you calling me for?

Fu Xiao made a move, he grab Little Sugar Cake’s paw and press it on the cat’s necklace, and squeeze it in his palm: “This necklace was specially prepared for you by your grandfather, and there is a locator inside in case you get lost, so don’t scratch it.”

Okay then. 

Su Zening reluctantly accepted this and coexisted with the annoying cat’s necklace.

Outside the door, someone has already called Little Sugar Cake again.

Someone was probably looking for him.

Su Zening wanted to jump down from Fu Xiao’s knees, but unfortunately, he fell flat on his face. 

Fortunately, the ground was covered with a soft carpet, and the kitten was well fed and fleshy, and it doesn’t hurt to fall.

Climbing up from the carpet, the kitten looked left and right, preparing to leave as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, the faint increase of intimacy value comforted him. It seemed that when he was close to Fu Xiao the intimacy value would increase very quickly.

“Little Sugar Cake.” Fu Xiao suddenly said. 

Su Zening turned his head to look at Fu Xiao.

Is there a problem? Poop shoveling official.

 

Fu Xiao thoughtfully said: “You can understand your name.”

Su Zening tilted his head innocently and meowed, but he was betrayed by his stiff pace of leaving quickly. 

Fu Xiao shook his head amusingly.

He has never owned a cat, but Little Sugar Cake seems a little too smart?

The butler finally found the study room and was obviously relieved when he saw Little Sugar Cake. The butler held Little Sugar Cake and asked for Fu Xiao’s instructions: “Where will Little Sugar Cake live, Mr. Fu?”

Fu Xiao thought about it and said: “There is a house next door to the villa, and it is still empty, right? Little Sugar Cake has so many things, so just live next door.” 

Su Zening stared at Fu Xiao in disbelief, and immediately jumped out of the butler’s body. He stood on the butler’s shoulder, meow, meow, meow in accusation.

What?

I worked so hard to sell you meng for so long, so you treat me like this?

Live next door? 

What about your conscience?

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