Ch70 - Is it possible that Fu Xiao will still fall in love with himself?

Hahaha, how is that possible

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Little Sugar Cake looked up at Fu Xiao worriedly.

Just what’s going on, ah?

 

 

He looked at the light blue knitted sweater. It should be hand-knitted. The sweater has soft yarns, delicate stitches, and has a classic style. It suits Fu Xiao’s temperament very well, but Song Mingwei sent it when Fu Xiao’s birthday was approaching, what does this clothes mean?

A gift for Fu Xiao? Expressing her concern as a mother? 

She can’t be so naïve as to think that hypocritically giving a little bit of dispensable love to Fu Xiao can even out everything in the past, right?

 

What does this sweater mean?

The funny thing is that Song Mingwei didn’t know that Fu Xiao never wore clothes other than black and white.

This blue knitted sweater is like a joke.

 

Now that Fu Xiao’s life has finally calmed down, if Song Mingwei still has a little affection for Fu Xiao, she should stay far away from Fu Xiao’s life and never appear again.

Little Sugar Cake is very distressed about his poop shoveling official, not everyone is qualified to be a parent.

The snow-white, smooth and silky cat walked to Fu Xiao’s side worriedly. He stretched out his furry front paws, and pressed it on Fu Xiao’s leg.

 

Fu Xiao looked down at the card, and at a glance he recognized that the card was indeed written by Song Mingwei. Song Mingwei, as the treasure that old master Song, was naturally taught by old master Song himself. Her handwriting was exactly the same as that of the Old master Song. When he was in the Song family, the place he stayed the most was the Song family’s study. 

Old master Song’s handwriting, and that gorgeous but gloomy study, he will never forget them in his life.

He knew Song Mingwei’s nature too well. She will never see her fault.

Feeling wrong and wanting to make amends, something like that will never happen to Song Mingwei.

What does she want to do this time? 

There was a cold smile on Fu Xiao’s mouth, his hand holding the card slowly tightened, and a trace of violent emotions was gathering and surging in my heart.

Obviously he no longer cares about those, why don’t they let him go?

Do those people have to force themselves to get his hands dirty?

Suddenly, there was a careful touch under his feet. It was just such a slight touch. As soon as Fu Xiao lowered his head, he saw Little Sugar Cake’s blue and gentle eyes, and those eyes were staring at him intently at the moment. 

In an instant, the violent emotions all over his body scattered, afraid of scaring the little thing on the bottom of his feet. He looked down at the little thing, which was Little Sugar Cake, rubbing against his body, and his person couldn’t help softening.

The world that once made him sick and tired finally gave him the one wonderful thing.

 

All the negative emotions in Fu Xiao’s heart suddenly disappeared, and his heart unexpectedly calm down. He unceremoniously crumpled the card into a ball, then casually threw it on the blue knitted sweater, and said to the butler: “Threw it away.”

The butler looked very bad and said: “Yes.” 

How could such a thing appear in front of the young master? Was he being too forgiving? It was surprising that the people of this villa would make such a mistake, and he wanted to see just who had the audacity to put this thing in.

The butler went to deal with the so-called gift with a cold face.

Little Sugar Cake followed behind him. The butler was very efficient, and quickly figured out the matter. This gift was sent from Grandpa Fu’s side, so after the person in-charge of checking the items made sure that the thing was not dangerous, it was sent together with the other things for Little Sugar Cake without thinking too much.

Grandpa Fu? 

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Little Sugar Cake knew that Grandpa Fu had always hoped that Fu Xiao and Song Mingwei would be reconciled, so he was not surprised that Grandpa Fu would help Song Mingwei.

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But—— 

Fu Xiao never wears clothes other than black and white. People who are a little closer to Fu Xiao know this.

But Song Mingwei didn’t know yet.

Thus, it seems that she also didn’t pay much attention to this knitted sweater.

But what Little Sugar Cake and the butler did not expect that since Song Mingwei had brought this clothes, and wanted to restore the mother-son relationship with Fu Xiao, how could there be no follow up? 

Outside Fu house, Little Sugar Cake squatted at the door, looking at Song Mingwei through his gritted teeth.

Why can’t this person let Fu Xiao be in peace?

The butler negotiated with Song Mingwei coldly: “Miss Song, the Fu family does not welcome you, please leave.”

“You also watched me grow up. You can just call me Ah Qin. I still remember that when I was a child, I got lost in Fu’s garden again, and it was you who took me out.” Song Mingwei glanced behind the butler and smiled softly: “You don’t have to be so nervous, I just want to see Ah Xiao.” 

Song Mingwei’s nickname was Ah Qin. Everyone called her that when she was a child. The Song family and the Fu family have been friends for so many years. It can be said that Song Mingwei also grew up in the Fu family.

“Don’t dare.” The butler looked at Song Mingwei and snorted coldly. After years of absence, Song Mingwei was no longer as bright and wild as when she was young. She was wearing a blue dress, and her temperament was much gentler. For a moment, the butler almost really thought that the one in front of him was a gentle mother, who missed her son, but when he thought of what Song Mingwei had done, all that remained in his heart was anger: “Young master doesn’t need you. If you still have one point of sincerity for the young master then stay away from him.” The butler didn’t tell Fu Xiao about this, since it’s almost Fu Xiao’s birthday.

 

Every year before this day, young master Xiao acted like he was completing a task, cold and indifferent, and he didn’t care at all.

But this year, for the first time, the butler saw Fu Xiao becoming interested. He also quietly instructed himself to prepare a lot of things, as if to surprise someone. 

The butler didn’t want Song Mingwei to affect young master Xiao’s rare good mood, so he wanted to solve the matter by himself.

But he never thought that Song Mingwei would be so stubborn.

The nanny next to Song Mingwei saw the attitude of the Fu family, and said: “Who are you? Does out Miss Ah Qin still needs your permission to see her own son——”

“Don’t say that.” Song Mingwei waved her hand and restrained the nanny. She took out the insulation box in her hand and said softly to the butler: “I really just want to see Ah Xiao. This is what I cook for Ah Xiao. I just want to meet him once.” 

She paused, and the gentle woman said sadly: “After all, he is my only child.”

The butler sneered.

Only child? Song Mingwei dreaded that she wished she never had this child, ba.

Song Mingwei didn’t care, she still held the insulation box gracefully, and said: “I know he doesn’t want to see me. But I am Fu Xiao’s mother after all. I will not embarrass you, but I will wait here today, and I will not leave no matter what. I will wait for two days if I fail one day, and Ah Xiao will always have to go out.” A ray of light flashed in Song Mingwei’s eyes. The plan could not be delayed any longer. She must gain Fu Xiao’s trust as soon as possible. If it wasn’t for the inexplicable things that happened in the Song family some time ago, she would have found a way to get in touch with Fu Xiao long ago. 

“You—” The butler’s expression turned cold. Soon, young master Xiao will go out, and this is the only way to get out. Young master Xiao will definitely see Song Mingwei.

His expression was a bit cold, and he just wanted to let Song Mingwei, this vicious woman, be forcibly taken away.

Song Mingwei seemed to sense what he was thinking, and she curved her mouth and said: “I am Ah Xiao’s mother after all. He has legal responsibility to me, and it is one thing for him to ignore me now, but if he does something else and it spreads out, it will also affect Ah Xiao’s reputation, right?”

Song Mingwei fixed the hair between her forehead and stared at the butler with a gentle smile. 

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The butler was angry, but he understood what Song Mingwei meant.

No matter how bad this woman is, she is still the mother of the young master. If they force her to leave here, there will definitely be conflicts if they take action. If she wants to make a big fuss at that time, outsiders will know, and it will be bad for the young master.

Even though the butler already knew what kind of person Song Mingwei was, at this time, he couldn’t help but think how could there be such a mother in this world.

But unfortunately, they have to refrain from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases. 

The butler was so angry that he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood, but the next second.

A white shadow jumped off the wall and rushed towards Song Mingwei.

 

No one can bully Fu Xiao in front of him!

Little Sugar Cake angrily raised his head to the sky and meowed, then smashed into Song Mingwei’s face from top to bottom, stepped on Song Mingwei’s head and waved both paws without mercy. 

It’s not good for Fu Xiao to move his hands.

But he does not have anything to do with it!

After all, he is an “undirected” little kitty ah.

“What is this? Ah help, it hurts.”  Song Mingwei exclaimed, her hands desperately trying to tear Little Sugar Cake out of her. The nanny beside her hurriedly came to help, but the cat was so powerful that no matter what they did, the cat did not move at all, and even suffered a few cuts on the arm. 

Except for the help of the nanny brought by Song Mingwei, the others around were indifferent.

When the nanny saw it, she hurriedly said to the butler: “Hurry up and help ah.”

After being stunned for a moment, the butler reacted and said with a cold smile: “Help with what? I didn’t see anything. Besides, I think Miss Song is doing very well. Where do you need our help?”

The nanny looked at the white cat squatting on top of her young lady, waving its paws again and again. Without thinking much about it, she hurriedly pulled Song Mingwei and ran outside. 

Song Mingwei screamed, but she could only follow the nanny out. How could she still remember what she just said that she will not leave no matter what.

It was not until she left several steps away that Little Sugar Cake jumped off her body and gracefully came back to the butler’s arms without the fierceness that was seen just now.

After being tossed like this, Song Mingwei was no longer as elegant as before, her hair was messed up, her face was disheveled, and even all the soup she brought was spilled on her skirt, and her dress was still dripping with soup.

Song Mingwei has never been so humiliated in her life. 

The sound of mockery, if any, from the security guards around the Fu family made her want to burrow into the ground. She clenched her palms and gritted her teeth at the butler: “You, you are bullying people too much.”

The butler held Little Sugar Cake and said: “What bullying too much, Miss Song is joking, nothing happened just now, ah.” He looked at Song Mingwei up and down, and said with a light sarcasm: “As for Miss Song, she was attacked by wild cats on the way here, right? We have a lot of wild cats here. If Miss Song still wanted to wait outside, be careful not to be scratched again.”

Song Mingwei said: “You!”

Just as she was about to take a step forward, the white cat in the butler’s arms stood up, its eyes narrowed. 

Song Mingwei knew that as long as she stepped forward, the white cat would never be merciful. She shivered, then looked at her embarrassed self, and said to the nanny: “Let’s go.”

After that, they turned to leave.

 

…

The butler stroked Little Sugar Cake approvingly. 

Little Sugar Cake squatted on the ground and sighed, blowing his paws. How lonely it is to be invincible.

“Little Sugar Cake.” At this moment, Fu Xiao’s voice suddenly came from the inside.

The white cat, who was still proud just now, froze. Just how much of that scene did Fu Xiao see?

He didn’t forget that he still has the poor, weak and helpless image that he worked so hard to maintain in Fu Xiao’s mind. 

He stiffened, and helplessly looked at Fu Xiao, who came over to him, with a look of bleakness on his face that was about to expose him. He hesitated for a moment, but he still did not give up and made the last struggle. He collapsed on the ground in a delicate and feeble manner, and rolled about in a manner that was better than nothing, looking very weak.

Ying ying ying! God will kill him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiao bent down and picked him up from his feet, holding him at eye level. The cat was held up in mid-air, unsuspecting. His whole body was relaxed like a pillow doll that can be manipulated at will, and a pair of almond-like cat pupils were filled with a guilty conscience.

Didn’t he just completely fight for himself full of energy just now? 

Just now, Little Sugar Cake looked even more angry than him, the person involved.

Little Sugar Cake is protecting him, right?

Thinking of this, Fu Xiao’s heart suddenly softened, he turned his head slightly, and couldn’t help kissing Little Sugar Cake gently on the cheek.

Little Sugar Cake: !!! 

Wait a minute!

He felt something was wrong!

Little Sugar Cake, who finally reacted, felt hot on his face. It’s as if Fu Xiao’s body is full of thorns, the kitty’s powerlessness just now can’t be seen anymore, and he quickly jumped off Fu Xiao, spreading his claws and jumping to the side.

Fu Xiao looked at his empty hands, and the corner of his mouth bent. Is he shy? 

The teenager, who has always been bold and enthusiastic, and who broke into his own bathroom, also has this kind of side today?

Fu Xiao looked at the white cat running to one side under the shade of the tree, thoughtfully.

 

As if feeling Fu Xiao’s gaze, Little Sugar Cake’s scalp became cold. His front paws were caught by his hind paws, and he almost fell on his face.

Fortunately, he was able to stabilize in time, and did not fall. 

The white cat braked with a palpitating heart, and stretched out his paw and patted his chest. Before he could let go of his heart, his pointed furry white ears trembled, and he heard Fu Xiao’s laughter.

The white cat’s front paws stiffened.

God ah, why did Fu Xiao become so strange ah.

Under the shade of a tree. 

Little Sugar Cake thought about it seriously for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion——

Fu Xiao must have been intimidated by his own mighty handsomeness, and deeply realized that he couldn’t live without him, and did it just to please himself.

It must be so.

Otherwise, is it possible for him to still fall in love with himself? 

Hahaha.

How is this possible, ah!

In Fu Xiao’s eyes, he was just a kitten, ah.

The author has something to say:  

Mr. Fu, be a person! (Author’s sincere face)

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