Ch59 - Little Sugar Cake’s Lowest Limit

Fu Xiao, who was shocked by Little Sugar Cake’s operation.

… 

In the evening, the setting sun shone into the top floor, casting a golden glow on the desk.

Su Zening stretched and stood up from the desk.

 

 

This afternoon!

He finally got his money! 

Looking at the stack of cash in the drawer, Su Zening secretly planned what to eat for lunch tomorrow.

 

The desserts in the old shop that the jiejie ordered last time were all delicious. He heard that some of their desserts are not for takeaway. The store is not far away and he can try it tomorrow at noon, and later in the afternoon.

In the office, Fu Xiao looked at the watch in his hand and asked Secretary Zhang: “Which restaurant is the best nearby?”

Secretary Zhang moved, while screaming in his heart, but his face did not show anything at all, and said very professionally: “Liu Ying Restaurant next to us has recently received three Michelin stars for its annual inventory. You have a private room there all year round, so you can go there whenever you want.”

A workaholic who usually has no requirements for food asks which one is the best restaurant, what else could it possibly be?

This is killing me, ah!

 

Secretary Zhang pushed his glasses expressionlessly and continued: “If you don’t want to go there, the home-cooked dishes in the private restaurant in Bohang District taste good too.” 

“Is that so?” The always cold president suddenly coughed softly: “Tonight, I want to read the plan sent by Manager Wu. I will stay in the office, and you should get off work first.”

Secretary Zhang looked at the plan that had been pressed on Mr. Fu’s desk for a whole month. That program plan was already evaluated by Mr. Fu as something intended for a play. He went silent for a moment, and kindly said: “How can you do it alone, I will let Yi Ning stay too.”

Heh.

Fu Xiao hummed, and then said: “It’s not good to always ask people to work overtime.”

Secretary Zhang: … 

Wasn’t it Mr. Fu who once put them on call 24/7?

Now that you say this, have you found your conscience?

 

He was speechless for a moment, thinking for a long time, before he reluctantly replied while hiding his embarrassment: “It should, after all, Yi Ning is your assistant.”

Fu Xiao nodded. 

After a moment, when he saw that Secretary Zhang hadn’t left yet, he asked: “Aren’t you going out yet?”

Secretary Zhang didn’t react for a while and asked back: “En?”

Fu Xiao said: “Inform Yi Ning to work overtime tonight.”

It seems that he is afraid that Secretary Zhang will not understand. 

He said: “If Yi Ning asks why he is working overtime——”

So this is to have a date with the assistant in the name of overtime, so logically, and as a matter of course, let the assistant work overtime with him, but he doesn’t want the assistant to know that it’s his intention to work overtime?

So throw the pot on him by the way?

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The welfare of Xingchen is very good. The catering center will also provide dinner for employees who do not want to go home to cook dinner. Yi Ning often eats dinner and goes home early.

So Mr. Fu must act quickly. 

Otherwise, he’s afraid that the bamboo basket will be empty.

Secretary Zhang closed the door very thoughtfully and left.

“Staying in the office to have a dinner——”

Fu Xiao faintly felt that something was wrong, but he didn’t think too much about it—— 

Fu Xiao rubbed his forehead with a headache.

He didn’t mean it either.

 

He actually noticed that Little Sugar Cake has his fur exploded these days. He knew a big part of it was because he hadn’t thought it through.

Before, Little Sugar Cake was simply a pet. He petted him, accompanied him, and owned him without any guilt. 

He can control Little Sugar Cake’s every move, limit his thoughts, teach him to listen to his own words, and make him exactly the way he wants him to be.

But now——

He couldn’t deceive himself anymore, Little Sugar Cake was a human being with his own consciousness, ah.

Is he still doing the right things? 

He felt a little guilty.

Little Sugar Cake has always liked to eat, but because of his status as a cat, he controlled many things for Little Sugar Cake not to eat. If he can take Yi Ning to eat food, Little Sugar Cake should be happier.

There was only so much he could do now.

… 

Outside the door, Su Zening burst into tears when he heard the news that he has to work overtime, but seeing Secretary Zhang, he dared not speak out.

For the first time, Secretary Zhang, who has been holding his subordinates to work overtime for so many years, has an unspeakable sense of innocence.

The people in the office are almost gone.

Su Zening sighed, propped his chin with one hand, and opened the document with the other. He flipped over his pen absentmindedly, and his thoughts slowly drifted. 

The teenager was only wearing a white shirt, with a slender figure, his whole body was pressed against the table, his shoulders are graceful, and the curved of his back hidden in the slightly concave shirt is beautiful. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the side of the teenager’s face.

Fu Xiao pushed open the door of the office and saw this scene.

Quiet and beautiful.

Fu Xiao couldn’t help thinking that this kind of young man in white would be the dream of many people in their youth. 

He sighed and took a step closer.

Then——

 

The teenager, who he thought was a dream just a second ago, squinted his eyes, and his head with messy black hair fell forward heavily, and then he slammed back, and with a blank eyes, he asked: “What’s wrong?”

Fu Xiao:  … 

Su Zening, who almost fell asleep just now, saw Fu Xiao who was standing in front of him at some point, and was dumbfounded for a moment, then rubbed his eyes and said: “Can we get off work?”

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His voice was gentle and soft.

The teenager’s black hair was a little messy, but he himself didn’t notice it.

Fu Xiao’s figure formed a graceful silhouette under the setting sun. The cold man silently stretched out his broad hand and pressed the teenager’s hair down. 

Su Zening did not escape.

Everyone has their own comfortable social distance.

For him, such a level of closeness from Fu Xiao has long been something he has adapted to.

It doesn’t even matter if Fu Xiao is closer. 

The well-behaved and docile teenager is under Fu Xiao’s palm, which can easily give people a misunderstanding. The teenager was already in his grasp.

However, Fu Xiao put his hand back, and said with imperceptible tenderness in his eyes: “Are you hungry?”

Su Zening nodded, then glanced at him secretly, and quickly shook his head again.

Fu Xiao’s tone was stagnant, and all the tender thoughts in his heart turned into helplessness: “I’ll take you to eat.” 

Although it was to seek Su Zening’s opinion, there was not much room for rejection in his tone.

Su Zening’s blue eyes lit up, as if there were stars in it: “Are you going to take me to that dessert shop?”

The “no” in the mouth disappeared in Fu Xiao’s mouth. The cold man has deep eyebrows and a shallow smile like a fresh snow in early spring.  It seems that it has become a very difficult thing to reject the teenager: “Good.”

The teenager smiled, and put his money back in his drawer. 

It’s great to save some money again!

…

 

In front of a not-so-upscale store. A variety of desserts were displayed inside the window.

Su Zening widened his eyes and looked at the various cute desserts inside against the glass. 

The store is very warmly furnished, with various dolls placed beside the pink curtain, and Fu Xiao, who is out of tune with this store’s temperament, stood beside Su Zening.

The young girl in the window looked at the two men in front of her with a slight blush and asked softly: “Have you chosen?”

Su Zening said without hesitation: “Give me the same for each.”

The young girl: … 

Fu Xiao: …

The young girl couldn’t help but look at Fu Xiao.

Su Zening hurriedly said: “You promised me, you can’t go back on it.”

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and said: “Give it to him.” 

If he can’t finish it, just take it away.

Thus——

The small white iron table is covered with various desserts.

The teenager happily stuffed the dessert into his mouth. 

Fu Xiao with a cup in his hand took a sip of the scented tea, and looked at the happy teenager with tenderness in his heart.

However——

This kind of tenderness continued until the teenager ate the dessert with a completely different appetite from his body, and there was not even a single bit of dessert left.

Su Zening couldn’t help but stretch out his hand to get a small snack, and made a sound with his mouth: “Hiccup——” 

Fu Xiao: “…”

Fu Xiao couldn’t help it, he held down Su Zening’s hand and said: “Don’t eat it!”

 

Su Zening withdrew his hand full of regret.

He can still eat, ah! 

Back at home.

Fu Xiao glanced at the living room and asked: “Where is Little Sugar Cake?”

He didn’t forget Little Sugar Cake’s “hiccup” along the way. He doesn’t know if he feels unwell now.

The butler said: “It just ran out.” 

Fu Xiao knew in his heart that it was probably Yi Ning who was going to change back with it.

Then there was a meow at the door.

The snow-white fur ball burst through the flap door,  meowing with a pleasant pace and running straight towards the butler, rubbing around at his feet, very dog-legged.

Fu Xiao just wanted to go and see how Little Sugar Cake’s stomach was. 

Unexpectedly, the butler brought a plate full of cat rice at this time, and said lovingly to Little Sugar Cake: “Don’t worry, Little Sugar Cake, your grandpa keeps it for you.”

Little Sugar Cake happily raised his head and meowed at the butler, and then happily buried in it.

Still eating?

Fu Xiao quickly grabbed Little Sugar Cake and said: “Why is Little Sugar Cake eating now.” 

Little Sugar Cake went to war with Fu Xiao’s broad palm for unknown reasons, desperately waving his paws towards the cat rice.

The butler said in marvel: “Little Sugar Cake refused to eat just now, so it was delayed until now.”

A light flashed in Fu Xiao’s mind——

Secretary Zhang said that Yi Ning will go him after diner. 

And Little Sugar Cake accompanies him to eat cat rice again every day?

So——

 

Does he eat dinner twice?

As a human once? Then as a cat again? 

Fu Xiao looked at Little Sugar Cake feeling angry and amused!

He was simply stunned by Little Sugar Cake’s operation.

Angry and regretful, he turned Little Sugar Cake over, and sure enough, his belly was bulging.

The white cat looked at himself innocently with his eyes open, meowing both coquettish and soft. 

However, Fu Xiao’s heart was not disturbed. Looking at the chubby body of Little Sugar Cake, he slapped Little Sugar Cake’s butt heavily. He had no more thoughts left in his mind, only this one thought left——

How could controlling Little Sugar Cake’s every move, restricting his thoughts, and teaching him to listen to his own words be immoral?

Little Sugar Cake is already like this, if he doesn’t teach it well now, what will happen in the future?

Sunnyshies: Hahaha, Fu Xiao finally made up his mind! Blame it on food! 

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