Ch57 - Little Sugar Cake’s Crisis

Sunnyshies: Haha, sorry for the wait! Here’s Chapter 57! I deflated earlier than expected. I shouldn’t have read this series again…what, I think I’ve read this part 4 times already…so I went to wash my eyes before tling it again…haha. No, I’ll say it, I’m lazy again…

Here it is! 

Little spicy chicken get out of the way

…

 

 

In the tightly closed study.

Fu Xiao stared at the monitor screen of the computer without moving. 

The fake Little Sugar Cake that was supposed to sleep in the villa turned into a light spot and disappeared.

 

Under the camera, his assistant appeared out of thin air in the room. In the room, the usually high-spirited teenager collapsed on the bed, which used when he was young, exhausted. His messy black hair was scattered on the back of his neck. He rolled and buried his head in the pillow without defense and took a deep breath. His shirt was pulled out of his suit pants due to his movement, revealing a delicate and slender waistline, with indescribably fragile beauty.

Fu Xiao couldn’t refrain the indescribable light in the bottom of his eyes.

Then a burst of indistinct light flashed.

 

In his bed.

A snow-white fluffy dumpling emerged from a pile of clothes. Looking at the scattered clothes on the bed, the white cat squatted on the spot for a long time. With a sigh, he slowly took all the clothes back to the dressing room, feeling unloved.

In the end, the thief walked to the window and looked around, then disappeared into the camera with guilty conscience.

 

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and stood up. 

After all his conjectures were confirmed, his heart was unexpectedly calm.

He thought of the bits and pieces after meeting Little Sugar Cake.

Everything is explained.

It was already dark outside, and under the dim light through the heavy curtains, Fu Xiao’s profile was indistinguishable. His slender fingers deleted the surveillance video without hesitation, and then asked the butler to find a time to remove the camera. 

He didn’t tell anyone about it.

Because he figured it out clearly, no matter if Little Sugar Cake is a ghost, or some supernatural product, the less people know about the kind of thing, the better for Little Sugar Cake.

He has a lot to do now.

Little Sugar Cake will always stay by his side in the future, and he will also give old master Fu an explanation. 

The identity of Little Sugar Cake is also full of loopholes. Where is the real Yi Ning really? He has to help Little Sugar Cake to make up for this loophole.

And what exactly is Little Sugar Cake?

 

But he didn’t dare ask Little Sugar Cake.

It seems that Little Sugar Cake doesn’t want him to know his secret. If he knows, will Little Sugar Cake simply disappear from his life. 

And the most unacceptable thing for him is that once Little Sugar Cake disappears, he doesn’t even know how to get Little Sugar Cake back.

Snap——

The small door below the study door was arched opened from the outside by Little Sugar Cake.

Little Sugar Cake looked suspiciously at the dark room because there was no light on, and when he saw Fu Xiao, who was sitting at the desk in deep thought, his eyes lit up. He spread his paws and jumped on Fu Xiao, then flexibly lay in Fu Xiao’s arms. He stretched out his paws and lay on Fu Xiao’s shoulder, and was about to rub Fu Xiao with his fluffy head. 

But Fu Xiao’s cold face turned slightly to the side, and glanced to the other side, as if unintentionally dodging him.

Little Sugar Cake was stunned for a moment, and without thinking much, he stretched out his paws and forcibly pushed Fu Xiao’s face back, rubbing him contentedly.

Does Fu Xiao just want to avoid me? Dream on! No way!

When Fu Xiao was finally full of his scent, he curled up contentedly in Fu Xiao’s arms, and flicked his tail leisurely. 

…

The next morning, Fu Xiao looked at the unsuspecting Little Sugar Cake in his arms, a little helpless.

A cat in his arms is nothing.

But what if it’s a teenager? 

This means something different.

Fu Xiao closed his eyes, and in his mind, the picture of the teenager with messy hair lying on his bed, showing his fair and slender waist linger for a long time. The age of the real Yi Ning is just nineteen, and Little Sugar Cake is not even a year old.

Judging from the usual behavior of Little Sugar Cake, Little Sugar Cake is also just a little fool who has not yet experienced the world.

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand and slightly pulled the dumpling off his body. 

Little Sugar Cake let out a dissatisfied meow, and crawled back.

He has no doubt that Little Sugar Cake trusts him with all his heart, maybe even more than just trust——

 

Then he inexplicably thought of the origin of Little Sugar Cake’s necklace a long time ago, Little Sugar Cake’s monopoly on himself, Yi Ning’s attention to himself, and everything finally has an answer.

But does the naïve Little Sugar Cake really know what this means? 

Fu Xiao sighed.

…

In the office.

Secretary Zhang saw that President Fu was looking out, not knowing what he was thinking. 

Following his line of sight, Yi Ning was holding a pile of documents and looking in the direction of President Fu.

The corner of Secretary Zhang’s mouth couldn’t help twitching. If he didn’t know that no one can see through the inside that glass from the outside, he really thought that the two were looking at each other affectionately.

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Fu Xiao’s eyes couldn’t help turning a bit deeper, and there were some crazy thoughts in his heart that were uncontrollably breeding.

“Mr. Fu?” Seeing that Fu Xiao didn’t respond, Secretary Zhang asked a few more questions.

Fu Xiao regained his senses, and his eyes were calm again: “You don’t need to check his identity anymore, he——” 

“He is an old friend of mine.” Fu Xiao’s voice was extremely low, with an indescribable meaning.

Secretary Zhang was stunned.

Then he realized the amazing amount of information in this sentence.

He pondered for a while, and didn’t ask any further questions. His professional conduct left him with no expression on his face. 

But his always keen heart has set off a stormy sea.

Mr. Fu has been single all these years. Countless men and women came to approach him, and only Feng Jiaming was a little different. But now that Feng Jiaming is out, Mr. Fu seems to be a bit unusual towards this Yi Ning, ah?

 

Could it be that Mr. Fu is really going after the people around him? Yi Ning is so young, so it’s not good for them if word spreads out. He could almost imagine the headlines of those gossip posts on the Internet——utterly heartless! A president in the entertainment industry actually had unspoken rules with a certain small assistant ten years younger than him!

The omnipotent Secretary Zhang has already begun to struggle. In case Mr. Fu is really involved with Yi Ning, how will he be able to help them with PR. 

Fu Xiao was still looking there, frowning slightly.

Someone outside reached out and rubbed the teenager’s hair, making him puffed out his cheeks angrily.

Click——

The door to Fu Xiao’s office opened and closed. 

Secretary Zhang walked out with an expressionless face and said to Su Zening: “Mr. Fu, let you go in.” After speaking, he looked at the people gathered together and said: “What are you doing talking together during working hours.”

Hearing too much already, the naughty crowd dispersed with a smile.

Only Su Zening looked at Secretary Zhang nervously and said: “Secretary Zhang, is there any problem with the report I sent this morning?”

These couple of words could already say a lot. 

Secretary Zhang: …

For a moment, Secretary Zhang, who didn’t know what to say, just waved his hand and motioned Su Zening to go in. Don’t ask questions.

Su Zening, who was in an uneasy mood, walked in.

Fu Xiao only wore a shirt inside. With wide shoulders and narrow waist like a clothes hanger, he sat at his desk and glanced at Su Zening. 

With that one glance, the movements in Fu Xiao’s hands stopped.

He recognized that the shirt the boy was wearing was indeed the one he had worn when he was young.

When he was young, he was still a little taller than the thin teenager in front of him. The shirt was slightly bigger, making the teenager look a lot thinner, and the teenager was not as meticulous in his clothes as he was. With the unbuttoned button in his shirt, when he raised his head slightly, he could already see his slender neck, his thin collar bone that formed a vortex, and his snow-white skin that dazzled his eyes.

The clothes that once tainted his smell were now worn by the teenager in such carefree manner with innocent eyes. 

Does he even know what that means?

Fu Xiao’s eyes flashed deeply, and his breathing couldn’t help but stagnate.

 

This man was really born to rule him.

Seeing that Fu Xiao didn’t speak for a long time, Su Zening defended himself fearfully: “Mr. Fu, is there any problem with that report? If it doesn’t work, I’ll go back and change it.” 

Su Zening, who is already well versed in the rules of the office, said with a strong desire to survive: “Although I have never made a report before, and I have worked overtime and changed it many times in private, I have also asked the seniors, but it is my fault that I didn’t do it well.”

Leaving myself clean, simply perfect. 

Fu Xiao was so angry and amused.

This cautious appearance is completely different from the unbridled appearance of the Fu family’s only overlord, Little Sugar Cake.

Thinking of the fact that the teenager did come to the company and suffered no less scorn, and in order to test him, Secretary Zhang also deliberately made it difficult for him.

Fu Xiao, who has always been hard-hearted, even felt a little distressed. 

No wonder Little Sugar Cake was always sulking at him during that time.

Fu Xiao looked at the report in front of him. It was well organized and much better than before. The teenager has been making rapid progress, which made him a little gratified.

He looked at the teenager and asked in a soft voice: “It’s been so long since you came to Xingchen, do you want to change your position?” Other interns don’t have this kind of treatment. In any position, they naturally have to stay honest. Little Sugar Cake is naturally not the same. He felt that although Little Sugar Cake is serious, he has no interest in this job.

His soft voice made Su Zening vigilant. With a strong desire to survive, he said without even thinking: “Of course, I’ll do it according to Mr. Fu’s arrangements.” 

Fu Xiao: “…”

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and said nonsense without changing his face: “Each intern can adjust his position once.”

Su Zening was relieved. After thinking about it, his eyes could not help but drift to Fu Xiao’s rest room. The assistants are also responsible for the upkeep of the rest rooms.

His eyes lit up, wouldn’t he have a chance to get his money back? 

Su Zening glanced at Fu Xiao’s face secretly, thinking that Fu Xiao didn’t seem to be lying, and said boldly: “I’ll help President Fu take care of personal affairs.” The lounge is also in personal affairs, for fear of Fu Xiao misunderstanding. He also specifically added: “For example, cleaning the lounge or something.”

Maybe because of his guilty conscience, his voice lacked confidence, and it sounded a little soft and inexplicably had a bit of tenderness.

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Among all the duties of an assistant, this one is the closest to him personally.

The tip of Fu Xiao’s heart was like a burst of spring water, he sighed and said: “Since you want to, do it. The rest of the time you can learn from Secretary Zhang, and follow him to deal with some things.” He can learn the most from Secretary Zhang. 

Su Zening was so excited that he almost jumped up, but when he thought that he was still in Fu Xiao’s office, he quickly pursed his lips and said: “Thank you, Mr. Fu, can I go now?”

Fu Xiao looked at the teenager, who couldn’t hide his smile, and nodded.

Is he so happy to be with him?

He sighed inwardly. 

The innocent and ignorant teenager is very fond of him. But does he really know what he’s doing?

But he himself has to be responsible for his own actions.

He has seen too many young and ignorant and tragic love endings, no doubt he had to be more cautious.

Fu Xiao’s eyes became solemn, should he distance himself with him temporarily. 

And the old man, he will definitely not return Little Sugar Cake. Previously, he thought accompany him occasionally, but within two days it is estimated that Little Sugar Cake will reveal himself.

He wondered, should he send the old man another cat?

…

Indulging in a weekend of leisurely Little Sugar Cake found a strange thing. 

Fu Xiao seems to be a little strange recently.

He couldn’t tell where exactly.

Just like sleeping at night, he has always been lying in Fu Xiao’s arms.

But last night Fu Xiao actually took a pillow and let him sleep on that pillow alone. 

And now.

The sound of water splashing in the bathroom came.

 

At the door of the bathroom, a white cat with a heavy expression squatted in front, then cautiously stretched out his paw, and pushed open the door.

The door was locked from the inside? 

Didn’t Fu Xiao come in and out of his room casually?

Something must have happened that he didn’t know.

The snow-white dumpling looked left and right, he glanced around the room, and then his eyes fell on the tablet placed on the bedside table.

He opened the table in a familiar way, and the Sherlock Holmes-Little Sugar Cake began to look up Fu Xiao’s browsing records—— 

En?

What kind of cats have a docile personality?

Little Sugar Cake: !!!

He knew it! 

Following the browsing record, he found the conversation between Fu Xiao and Secretary Zhang.

The last sentence is clearly “Choose a docile kitten as soon as possible.”

Like being struck by lightning!

Little Sugar Cake looked at the bathroom in disbelief! Sure enough, the indifference these days is not without reason. 

Is he not cute enough? Or is he not likable enough?

Is he not docile?

Fu Xiao actually wanted to buy other cats?

He really is a big pig’s hoof! 

He looked at these few pictures of cute kittens sent by Secretary Zhang.

Thinking of Fu Xiao taking a few kittens home, those kittens are about to take over his own cat toys, grab his own food, and with innocent eyes, share his own cat nest.

 

He’s about to explode!

Then there was a click. 

Fu Xiao came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

There was still water vapor in the bathroom.

The collar of the bathrobe was slightly low and water droplets flowed down Fu Xiao’s chin along his broad chest. Fu Xiao’s shoulders are broad and firm, with deep muscle lines, and standing there with slender limbs, perhaps he’s not inferior to the top models under Xingchen.

Little Sugar Cake didn’t move, his blue eyes looked at Fu Xiao expressionlessly. The long-haired cat ignored Fu Xiao, then jumped on his bed and silently took the pillow that Fu Xiao “specially” prepared for him. He dragged it to the carpet not far away, and acted as if he was going on top of it. 

Fu Xiao, who was wiping his hair, was stunned for a moment, and watched Little Sugar Cake move.

Who made him angry again?

He walked beside Little Sugar Cake and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Little Sugar Cake’s back. But just as his fingers touched Little Sugar Cake’s back, what came to his mind was the waistline of the lively and flamboyant teenager lying on his bed.

Fu Xiao sighed imperceptibly, and retracted his hand. He went back to the bed and lay down, turning off the light by the bedside. 

In the darkness.

Little Sugar Cake is going to faint!

Fu Xiao didn’t even come to coax him?

All kinds of grievances came to his mind for a while. Fu Xiao wanted to keep other cats. He doesn’t disagree, he is not a stingy person, but Fu Xiao didn’t even say a word to him. He just inexplicably distanced himself from him, and let him sleep to the side? 

If he says that it isn’t because of the kitten, how could he not believe it?

The cat hasn’t come yet, so should he just let it take his place? And when it comes, what then?

In this case, he will do as Fu Xiao wishes!

Little Sugar Cake opened his eyes aggrievedly, and opened the bedroom door from the inside in a fit of anger. The white cat picked up the small pillow and walked to the living room without looking back. 

There is no problem for him to sleep in the living room, right?

Even if Fu Xiao wanted him to go to his room in the future, he won’t go!

 

In the pitch-black living room, the marble floor was icy cold, and the sound of the wind whistling outside came from the huge French windows. The shadows of the trees in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows are like monsters with claws and teeth.

Little Sugar Cake squatted in the living room, amidst the loneliness and desolation, and couldn’t help but feel the sadness coming from it. 

It’s okay to say he’s stingy, but when he thinks of Fu Xiao taking care of other kittens, he doesn’t know why he feels so sad.

There was no way he could live peacefully with those kittens. Rather than driving the kitten away and being misunderstood by Fu Xiao, he might as well take a step forward. Anyway, Yi Ning’s identity can still be around to protect him.

He still has some prestige in the cat group, and he should be able to make a living as a stray cat.

Think of it this way. 

Little Sugar Cake pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, ready to return to the cat group.

Just after walking a few steps, he gnashed his teeth and turned back to his cat nest.

If he goes wandering by himself, he can’t just let those spicy chickens get his toys, that’s too cheap. These were all bought for him by his fans! Only he can play it.

With his paws, he put all the toys into the cat’s nest, and Little Sugar Cake took a cat’s nest with toys out of the yard with difficulty. 

Then he thought that he still had some toys in Fu Xiao’s room.

He returned to Fu Xiao’s room. Fu Xiao was still asleep and unaware.

Little Sugar Cake got angry when he saw him. He jumped to Fu Xiao’s pillow, and patted Fu Xiao’s face with his meat pad to relieve his anger.

Fu Xiao frowned, and subconsciously reached out and touched him. It wasn’t until he touched the hot dumpling and he hugged him in his arms, did fell asleep peacefully. 

Little Sugar Cake in Fu Xiao’s arms looked at Fu Xiao’s profile. He thought about how Fu Xiao hugged him and comforted him these days.

His heart softened.

He and Fu Xiao are also friends, ah, not to mention that he has protected Fu Xiao till now and he has a sense of responsibility towards Fu Xiao.

There was a firm look in Little Sugar Cake’s eyes. 

He is not a child, he must focus on the overall situation. If Fu Xiao doesn’t like him the most anymore, then he doesn’t like him the most. Anyway, he still has grandpa, the butler, and countless fans on the internet, who call themselves his mom fans.

He wants to be cool. So running away from home or something is unacceptable.

 

So he ran back outside panting again, and laboriously took the toys from the cat nest back to the living room.

Lying in the cat nest that was dragged back with difficulty, Little Sugar Cake decided to sleep here tonight. 

He still has this bit of pride, so let that big pig’s hoof Fu Xiao sleep alone.

When he closed his eyes, the wind outside the living room whistled and came with a strange sound, which made people utterly horrified.

The image of various plots of horror movies Fu Mingming made him watch together with Fu Mingming popped out of Little Sugar Cake’s mind at the wrong time. This is the high-risk moment for early morning horror movies.

The white cat suddenly stood up, then grabbed the seat cushion with stiff limbs, and walked hesitantly towards Fu Xiao’s room. Suddenly there was a gust of wind behind him, and the shadows of the trees on the wall next to him shook, as if some monster was about to run out. 

Little Sugar Cake turned upside down, then spread his claws and ran back to Fu Xiao’s room.

Lying on the warm bed, feeling Fu Xiao’s body temperature, Little Sugar Cake stretched out his paws expressionlessly, and patted the cushion to the ground. The innocent cushion slid on the ground and bounce a few times before it stopped.

Little Sugar Cake then contentedly lay in Fu Xiao’s arms. He smelled Fu Xiao’s unique fragrance of clear forest after the snow, and yawned tiredly.

Damn those kittens! Fvxk that over all situation! 

If those goblins dare to come, if one comes, he will throw one out.

He didn’t get the title of “King Cat of the Fu family” for nothing.

He doesn’t mind letting those goblins experience what the real world feels like!

The next day, Fu Xiao, who knew nothing, looked at the cat lying in his arms and showed a helpless and satisfied smile. 

For some reason there was a loud yell from the butler outside the half-open bedroom door.

“Who didn’t close the window last night?”

Sunnyshies: Haha, Fu Xiao almost lost Little Sugar Cake…ch 58 will be post today too…

After confirmation: Summary… 

Su Zening lying in Fu Xiao’s bed.

Fu Xiao: “…” Does he know what that means?

 

Su Zening wearing Fu Xiao’s clothes.

Fu Xiao: “…” Does he even know what this means? 

Su Zening caring for Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao: “…” Does he even know what he’s doing?

All this time, Fu Xiao with dark eyes…
Brewing dark schemes to lure his prey inside…

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