After Transmigrating into an ABO World with My Rival - Chapter 34.2

Technically, he was the eldest grandson of the eldest son, and he should have been the first to kowtow. Simply because he was an ordinary Alpha, his rights as the eldest grandson had been stripped away.

He had harbored resentment for years and finally found a reason to vent, so he naturally wasn’t going to let it go.

The grandfathers exchanged looks, but none of them spoke.

Fu Tingyue narrowed his eyes at Fu Lin, his tone cold: “Chen Yanzhi is my boyfriend. What is the problem with him kowtowing with me?”

Fu Lin felt a chill from Fu Tingyue’s gaze, but after receiving a look from Fu Baiyu, he straightened his chest to bolster his courage. Since the grandfathers didn’t speak, he assumed they shared his thoughts and became even more confident:

“It’s just not right. On what grounds does an outsider get to? He’s a parentless orphan. If it weren’t for latching onto you, he wouldn’t even have the right to step through the Fu family gates. You ask me what the problem is? Fu Tingyue, ask yourself, as the family head, have you truly been responsible to the Fu family? Using Fu family money to support such a useless Omega, are you worthy of the Fu family ancestors?”

Moving from personal attacks to the family level, anyone with eyes could see that Fu Lin was intentionally looking for trouble.

Fu Tingyue looked at Fu Lin expressionlessly. “Since Big Brother has so many grievances, why don’t I hand over the Fu family to you to manage? I happen to be tired and want to rest.”

Ever since he arrived here, he had been developing his own business. Even if he left the Fu family, he could afford to support Chen Yanzhi. It just so happened that he was tired of managing things; whoever wanted it could take it.

Lately, he had been so busy he had no time to accompany Chen Yanzhi, and the resentment in his heart was no less than Fu Lin’s.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone began to gasp. The old men, who had been acting as if it were none of their business just a moment ago, hurriedly spoke up. “A-Yue, you can’t just say things like that. The Fu family is doing well under your management, and we old bones are satisfied. Fu Lin was muddled and spoke out of turn; don’t lower yourself to his level.”

Fu Lin also panicked once he realized what he had said, but the words were already out and there was no way to take them back. He could only stiffen his neck and stare at Fu Tingyue.

“Elders, Chen Yanzhi is the most important person to me. Since you feel he shouldn’t be here, I’ll just leave with him.”

As Fu Tingyue spoke, he stood up and pulled Chen Yanzhi up, taking his hand to leave.

Chen Yanzhi didn’t say a word the entire time, obediently following Fu Tingyue as they took two steps toward the exit.

Old Master Fu finally spoke: “Stop.”

Fu Tingyue didn’t stop his pace, but Chen Yanzhi did. Fu Tingyue was pulled to a halt by him, and the Old Master’s steady voice drifted from behind.

“What do you think you’re doing on the first day of the year?” Old Master Fu said to Fu Lin. “I’m the one who asked Yanzhi to come. Does that mean I should leave with the two of them as well?”

Fu Lin instantly lost his composure. “Grandpa, that’s not what I meant…”

The Old Master didn’t listen at all, his hawk-like eyes sweeping over everyone. “What? While I, this old man, am still alive, you want to climb over my head to decide who manages the Fu family?”

Fu Lin’s mother quickly spoke up to defend her son. “Dad, Xiao Lin drank some wine last night and hasn’t fully cleared his head today. He didn’t mean it that way.”

On the first day of the year, Old Master Fu didn’t want things to get too tense. After exchanging glances with Fu Tingyue and Chen Yanzhi, he snorted coldly and said to Fu Lin: “Apologize to Yanzhi.”

Fu Lin looked completely defiant, but after his father gave him a smack on the back of the head, he settled down. He buzzed like a fly: “So-wy.”

The Old Master suddenly slammed the table. “Louder! Have you not eaten?”

Everyone present shuddered, and Fu Lin was so frightened he stood bolt upright. “I’m, I’m sorry!”

Chen Yanzhi remained silent, and Fu Tingyue’s expression was still very cold.

Old Master Fu spoke at the appropriate time: “Alright, A-Yue, Yanzhi, come to Grandpa.”

Fu Tingyue stood still, but Chen Yanzhi tugged him forward.

The two went straight to the cushions in front of the Old Master, knelt, and kowtowed twice. They then offered New Year greetings to the other elders, collecting a fair share of red envelopes in one round.

Fu Tingyue also handed out red envelopes to his younger siblings and the younger generation, but the children in the family were all afraid of him. Fu Tingyue rarely returned, which meant the younger ones weren’t familiar with him; they only knew he was the head of the Fu family, that all matters large and small required his approval, and that even their own parents were like this. Over time, he had become a presence that inspired both respect and fear.

The children took the red envelopes, called out their greetings properly, and hid behind their parents, yet they couldn’t help but peek out curiously.

Chen Yanzhi made faces from behind Fu Tingyue to scare the kids and accidentally made one cry. He was so embarrassed he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

After finishing breakfast, Chen Yanzhi went back to his room to catch up on sleep, sleeping so soundly he didn’t even eat lunch.

When he woke up, it was already past 3:00 PM. He was a bit dazed and instinctively looked for Fu Tingyue.

Just as he was about to message Fu Tingyue, he suddenly saw a reminder from Jiang Tang: “Surprise.”

Chen Yanzhi scrambled out of bed in a panic, not even having time to put on shoes, and quickly grabbed a set of clothes to change into.

Dead, I’m dead. How could he have slept for so long? He hoped he could make it to the restaurant they had pre-booked.

Chen Yanzhi hurriedly finished getting ready and pushed the door open to leave, just as Fu Tingyue appeared at the doorway.

Chen Yanzhi grabbed Fu Tingyue’s hand and pulled him toward the exit, complaining: “Why didn’t you wake me up? I overslept.”

Fu Tingyue let Chen Yanzhi lead him along and explained: “I went to the office for a bit and called you, but you didn’t answer.”

“I was dead to the world, I didn’t hear it at all.” Chen Yanzhi pulled his hair in frustration. “We should make it; the reservation is for 6:00 PM.”

Fu Tingyue asked in confusion: “What?”

“The restaurant! Didn’t we agree you’d take me out?” Chen Yanzhi circled behind Fu Tingyue and pushed him toward the garage. “We’re eating out tonight, just the two of us.”

Fu Tingyue stood by the car, opening the door for Chen Yanzhi to get in first. Then he called Old Master Fu to say they wouldn’t be back tonight. Hearing that the two were going out, the Old Master transferred money to Fu Tingyue, telling him to take Chen Yanzhi on a proper date and that it was fine if they stayed overnight.

Fu Tingyue shook his head helplessly and got into the car with Chen Yanzhi.

He thought Chen Yanzhi wanted to go out shopping; he hadn’t expected it was for dinner.

And it was a restaurant Chen Yanzhi had secretly booked behind his back; he had no idea beforehand.

Seeing Chen Yanzhi’s excited expression, Fu Tingyue couldn’t help but be curious. “Why did you suddenly think of eating out?”

Chen Yanzhi was lazy and hated thinking for himself, so usually if they were eating out, he would tell him in advance and let him arrange it. This was the first time he had pre-booked a restaurant himself.

Chen Yanzhi glanced at Fu Tingyue and then continued looking ahead, lying without a hint of guilt: “What other reason could there be? I wanted to get some fresh air. There are too many people at the Fu residence; my face was going to freeze from smiling.”

Fu Tingyue remembered that there had indeed been many people these past few days. Chen Yanzhi was polite and smiled at everyone he met; it was no wonder his face was stiff.

He naturally held Chen Yanzhi’s hand, squeezing his palm to comfort him. “We don’t have to come back here after dinner today. Once this period passes and there are fewer people, we’ll come back to visit Grandpa.”

“Mm,” Chen Yanzhi answered absentmindedly, his mind busy trying to figure out how to lure Fu Tingyue to the manor while giving himself time to prepare the confetti.

Since Fu Tingyue returned to their usual villa every day, he would eventually discover the surprise Chen Yanzhi had prepared, so he had moved everything to the manor.

After some thought, Chen Yanzhi felt it was best to just be direct, so he gave Fu Tingyue’s hand a tug. “Fu Tingyue, can we go to the manor after dinner? I want to stay there for two days.”

Fu Tingyue had no objections. “Alright, we’ll go straight there afterward.”

Chen Yanzhi turned to look at Fu Tingyue and couldn’t help but smile.

A hint of a smile also appeared on Fu Tingyue’s face. “What is it?”

Chen Yanzhi turned back to look at the scenery passing outside the window, his clear voice laced with laughter. “Nothing, I just suddenly felt you’re very good, listening to whatever I say.”

Fu Tingyue laughed along. “If I don’t listen to you, who else would I listen to?”

And yet, there were times when he wasn’t so obedient.

They rushed and managed to arrive at the restaurant by the reservation time. Chen Yanzhi hadn’t eaten lunch and was starving, but even in his hunger, he was very elegant. Fu Tingyue fed him unhurriedly and didn’t stop until Chen Yanzhi was half-full and urged him to eat too.

Full and satisfied, Chen Yanzhi leaned back in his chair, patting his stomach. “Ah, so full.”

Fu Tingyue elegantly wiped his own mouth and then wiped Chen Yanzhi’s. “You can’t skip lunch next time; it’s bad for your health.”

“This was an exception. I woke up too early this morning and didn’t sleep well.” Chen Yanzhi didn’t forget to complain as he spoke: “The Fu family has too many rules.”

Although he had also grown up in a wealthy family, there weren’t so many rules at home. His parents followed his lead, and he could do whatever he wanted.

So those restrictive rules were what Chen Yanzhi hated most. He could follow them of his own accord, but he couldn’t stand being forced.

Fu Tingyue said with a smile: “True, that’s why they’ve raised so many brain-dead people.”

They were all suppressed by those rules until their brains weren’t right. Fu Baiyu was one, and Fu Lin was another.

Fu Baiyu’s face was the first to pop into Chen Yanzhi’s mind. He grabbed Fu Tingyue’s hand excitedly. “You still haven’t told me when you beat up Fu Baiyu.”

“After he bullied you at school, I went back to Fu Youmin’s house,” Fu Tingyue said vaguely.

At that time, Fu Baiyu had been beaten half to death. Fu Youmin and his wife made a scene in front of the Old Master, but the Old Master brushed it off and suggested sending Fu Baiyu abroad to be reformed, lest he cause trouble all day long.

Fu Youmin and his wife wanted Fu Baiyu to join the company after graduation. Hearing the Old Master’s words and fearing Fu Baiyu would be abandoned, they had no choice but to agree.

However, Fu Tingyue hadn’t told Chen Yanzhi about this, fearing he would worry.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Chen Yanzhi felt a late surge of worry. “Did you get hurt?”

Fu Tingyue was going to say no, but seeing the atmosphere, he couldn’t help but act a bit “green tea.” “I had some minor injuries; they healed in a few days.”

“The next time I see him, I’ll help you beat him back.”

Chen Yanzhi waved his fists in the air indignantly. Seeing that it was about time, he suggested going home. Fu Tingyue stood up to help him with his coat and scarf, as if it were long-established habit.

After returning to the manor, Chen Yanzhi wouldn’t let Fu Tingyue go upstairs. He went back to the room first to prepare. Once everything was ready, he held a confetti popper in one hand and typed a message to Fu Tingyue with the other, telling him to come up.

A moment later, footsteps came from outside the door. Chen Yanzhi excitedly gripped the confetti popper and stood by the door.

“Bang—”

As Fu Tingyue pushed the door open, he set off the confetti popper; the timing was perfect.

Fu Tingyue looked at the room, which had been decorated like a fairy-tale world, and froze in shock.

“Fu Tingyue, Happy Birthday!” Chen Yanzhi stood on his tiptoes to place the birthday hat on Fu Tingyue’s head, cupping his face and giving it a rub. “Today is your real birthday. No one knows, but I do, so I wanted to give you a surprise…”

He spoke for a while without seeing a reaction from Fu Tingyue. Chen Yanzhi couldn’t help but feel nervous. “You don’t like it? I…”

Before he could finish, Fu Tingyue suddenly pulled him into his arms, burying his head in the crook of Chen Yanzhi’s neck, his breathing heavy.

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