Married A Man I Hate - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Rabbit · Pregnant? Day and Night of Becoming the Spoiled Little Wife of a Domineering CEO…

Fu Li was a person skilled at self-reflection.

He clearly understood his own selfishness and maliciousness. If a stray dog walked up in front of him and he held two ham sausages in his hand, he would choose to eat both ham sausages himself.

After meeting Le Qingfei, he would give both ham sausages to the stray dog. Not out of a sudden burst of kindness, but simply because he didn’t want Le Qingfei to give his own portion away.

It still wouldn’t change his essential nature.

A selfish, profit-seeking, hypocritical, and envious bad person.

Fu Li held Le Qingfei’s…, parting them, pushing them high, selfishly going to lick, going to bite.

Le Qingfei cried.

He tenderly held the person who broke down crying into his arms, “Baby, when it feels good, don’t just cry. You have to tell husband, okay?”

“Our baby is a fierce little tiger, learning so fast. Say it out loud, okay?”

“Say it out loud, and husband will let you sleep.”

Le Qingfei said it.

Yet Fu Li continued to lick him, to bite him, making him say more, saying it without stopping.

Hypocritical.

“Baby, look here.” Fu Li held him from behind, bringing the phone in front of him, “If baby doesn’t reply, do you think he will be so worried that he can’t sleep, hmm?”

Le Qingfei couldn’t see clearly at all, not knowing what he was talking about.

“Baby, husband won’t mess with your phone, and won’t install tracking and monitoring in your phone either, but baby must be honest, understand?”

Le Qingfei leaned in his arms, nodding.

“This person, who is it.”

“Lin… Station Master Lin, it’s just, last time during adoption week, you, you didn’t kiss me… cooperated.” Le Qingfei said sobbing.

“During the day together with him,” Fu Li pressed against his face, “did what?”

Le Qingfei shook his head, “Nothing, Xiao Bai pregnant… ran into each other, pet hospital.”

Fu Li stared at him, “What else?”

Le Qingfei shook his head.

Envious.

Fu Li threw away the phone, cupping his face, “Why is baby unhappy?”

Under the moonlight, Le Qingfei raised his eyes, his wet eyes gazing at Fu Li, an absolute clarity as if washed by clean water.

“Pregnant with a little baby,” Le Qingfei’s hand covered his lower abdomen, “Fu Li, doesn’t like it.”

Fu Li frowned, tilting his head to kiss him, “Nonsense.”

“Whatever Feifei likes, I like; whatever Feifei wants, I will give it to you.”

Le Qingfei: “Really? The little baby is also okay?”

Fu Li didn’t know why Le Qingfei was so obsessed with that little white cat, nodding, “The manor is so big, even if you want to raise thousands of cats, it’s fine.”

Le Qingfei lowered his eyes in disappointment, “Not a kitten, it’s Feifei.”

Fu Li laughed, “I only want one Feifei.”

He kissed his face.

“I only want my Feifei.”

Le Qingfei recovered a bit of strength. Sad and angry, he raised his hand wanting to hit this irresponsible man.

But then he remembered his sister’s instructions, and those three sentences taught to him by the mentors who were proficient in human nature…

Le Qingfei flipped over, kneeling and sitting in Pei Xing’s arms, both hands resting on Fu Li’s shoulders, obediently pasting his own face over, “Husband, Feifei likes you…”

Little liar.

Fu Li ought to expose Le Qingfei’s lie, punish him, punish him for actually lying—when clearly as long as he opened his mouth, he himself would satisfy his everything.

The little liar’s lies cannot be believed.

“Baby, say it one more time, okay?” Fu Li intensely kissed his lying lips, “Baby, say it one more time for husband to hear, okay?”

“Husband likes it so much, baby, say it one more time, okay?”

……

The next morning, Le Qingfei woke up first.

He climbed on top of Fu Li, picking up the pillow to beat him up. Fu Li was perfectly willing, both hands encircling Le Qingfei’s waist, deeply fearing he would fall.

“You bit me again…”

Le Qingfei parted his legs, pointing at the tooth marks at the root of his thigh, “It finally got better with great difficulty, and you bit again. If it’s summer, how am I supposed to wear shorts.”

Don’t know which word struck Fu Li.

Le Qingfei was pounced down by him again, bitten from the thigh to the knee, the calf, and finally the instep of the foot.

“From the first glance of seeing Feifei, I wanted to do this.” Fu Li held his ankle, biting down once.

Le Qingfei lay on the bed, pulling over the blanket, covering his belly to protect it, “How is that possible? I was wearing very thick clothes, you couldn’t see my legs at all.”

Fu Li didn’t reply, kissing all the way up.

Le Qingfei was afraid he would hurt his belly, pushing him, “Don’t press on me.”

“What’s wrong?” Fu Li frowned, “Is somewhere really uncomfortable?”

Le Qingfei turned on his side, stopping talking. After a while, he remembered again that he should treat Fu Li a bit better, flipping back, smilingly hooking onto Fu Li’s neck, going to kiss him, calling him husband.

“Husband, Feifei likes you so much.” Blinking his eyes.

Fu Li stared at him with a half-smile.

Little liar, clumsy fox, even when pleasing people it’s just those few tricks back and forth, will it always be effective if used continuously?

Fu Li didn’t plan to respond, intending to see to what extent Le Qingfei could still go.

One minute later—

“Baby is so good, baby.”

……

“Let husband kiss baby more, okay?”

……

“Not pressing, not pressing, is it okay if husband holds you like this?”

……

“Going to school? Baby is not going to school anymore, just stay at home, husband is not going to the company either, okay?”

Before even learning how to seduce people, he just tilted his tail a little, and the person himself went up.

……

Lately, Fu Li’s commuting times became increasingly punctual.

He hardly stayed any longer at the company. If he absolutely had to work overtime, he would have the driver pick Le Qingfei up from home.

The little liar still had no intention of confessing.

Fu Li didn’t force him either.

Well, it wasn’t that he didn’t force him, he quite liked it.

Fu Li’s office was large enough, with L-shaped panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows. Toward the outside was the sofa reception area, the inner side was the office area, and there was also a rest room.

For the middle area, Fu Li had them newly lay a carpet, and Le Qingfei played right here—a place where Fu Li could see as soon as he raised his eyes behind the office desk.

Le Qingfei lay on the carpet, waiting to check his make-up exam results, tossing and turning, and ran to the restroom to vomit again.

“What did you eat recently?”

Fu Li knelt beside Le Qingfei, holding his hair back for him, one hand patting his back, “Call the doctor to come look.”

Le Qingfei waved his hands repeatedly.

He had newly learned a few tricks and hadn’t used them on Fu Li yet. If he was discovered to be pregnant now, and what if he still didn’t like it?

After rinsing his mouth, Le Qingfei was carried by Fu Li to sit on his lap, a hot water bag tucked against his belly.

Fu Li roughly guessed that Le Qingfei had tension-induced vomiting.

It was also like this during the days of review and make-up exams, and previously before meeting Shi Yun for the first time, he had also vomited.

Worried to this extent?

Fu Li lowered his eyes looking at the person who kept refreshing the educational administration system.

Fu Li drew his phone away, kissing him minutely to distract his attention.

“It will be seen by people.” Le Qingfei leaned and sat beside the wide black office desk, turning his head to look at the office door behind him, pushing him, “Will someone really not come in?”

Fu Li kissed his cheek, “Without my permission, no one will come in.” Then teasing him, “Or rather, baby wants someone to come in?”

Le Qingfei looked at Fu Li with a bit of confusion, saying, “Just like in novels, I would hide right under your office desk, right?”

Fu Li froze.

“Feifei, what did you say?”

“In movies, if being intimate in the office, it will definitely be discovered by people, then I would hide inside below.” Le Qingfei looked at Fu Li, seriously discussing the novel plot with him, “Then, you would pull it open, pressing my head…”

Fu Li covered Le Qingfei’s mouth, his face black to the extreme, “Where did you watch this from!”

Le Qingfei thought for a bit, “I searched ‘what can be done with husband in the office to enhance feelings’, and then this came out—”

Picking up the phone, several large, colorfully vibrant words were on the screen: 《The Day and Night of Becoming the Spoiled Little Wife of a Domineering CEO》

Fu Li was furious, wishing he could throw Le Qingfei’s phone out, and then wash his eyes for him.

“Not allowed to watch these messy things.”

“You don’t like it?” Le Qingfei tilted his head to ask him, “I work hard to learn these techniques, you don’t like it?”

Fu Li took a deep breath, “Nothing good to learn, you’ll know after doing it a few more times.”

Le Qingfei nodded, stroking his belly, “Wait two more months then.”

Fu Li noticed his movement, lifting his clothes, not finding anything abnormal. Rather, Le Qingfei’s reaction was not small, immediately wanting to cover it.

“Covering what?”

Fu Li frowned, capturing his wrist, pinning the person down, “Uncomfortable?”

Le Qingfei lay on the office desk, a slanted piece of light precisely falling on his smooth and delicate lower abdomen, like satin in the light.

“Not uncomfortable, you be gentler…”

Fu Li lowered his eyes looking, stretching out his hand, the slightly curved back of his fingers gently brushing over, the naturally changing curvature, unable to put it down.

“What’s wrong then?” Le Qingfei asked him again.

Fu Li glanced at Le Qingfei’s tightly pinched fingers in front of his chest, not understanding why he was uneasy.

“Very beautiful.”

Fu Li lowered his head, his warm breath scattering there, “Feifei’s belly is also beautiful, can I kiss it?”

Le Qingfei felt that Fu Li was intentional.

He touched his own belly; he had checked, the child was still very, very small, very fragile.

“Gentler is fine.”

Fu Li laughed, “Of course, such a beautiful belly, the most beautiful in the whole world…”

“Aiya, don’t say it anymore!”

Fu Li laughingly grasped his waist, lowering his head to kiss on Le Qingfei’s lower abdomen that he always protected and wouldn’t let him see.

Kissing so lightly, and not doing other things, yet Le Qingfei felt… very different.

He lay on Fu Li’s office desk, looking at the ceiling above his head. It was daytime now. Because Fu Li missed him too much, he picked him up from school. Everyone in the building was working, yet he was lying here having his belly kissed, the little baby in his belly kissed… Mmh, Fu Li was still pushing his clothes higher and higher.

Hmm?

……

Le Qingfei fell asleep.

Fu Li held him, continuing to handle work behind the office desk. The phone interface on the side also finally refreshed out.

Fu Li picked it up, finishing reading Le Qingfei’s make-up exam results.

In the middle of the night, Le Qingfei woke up.

There was no one in the bedroom, but a small night light was lit in the corner.

Ever since that night, all the room corners in the house had small night lights. Even if Le Qingfei woke up alone again, he wouldn’t be too afraid.

“Fu Li… husband?”

Le Qingfei was just preparing to get off the bed to look for the person, when suddenly thinking of something, he hurriedly picked up the phone to check his make-up exam results.

“Please please… definitely let me pass okay, begging you! I will definitely study well in the future…”

When a scream reached the study room, Fu Li was currently in a meeting.

“Before the US interest rate resolution lands, we…”

“—Ah ah ah!”

The employees on the other side of the ocean all heard this scream, raising their heads one after another.

“Fu Li!”

A pink figure, like a rabbit, bounded out from one side of the screen.

Before the person appeared, Fu Li already looked toward the doorway direction with a smile, as if knowing someone would come. A long leg propped, the black leather chair slid backward, making it convenient for the person to sit into his arms.

A very young boy, wearing pink satin pajamas, skin white, long brown hair smoothly scattered, like melted caramel.

Excitedly and skillfully supporting the man’s shoulders, stepping onto the thighs, kneeling and sitting into the lap, holding the phone, happily saying something.

“Fu Li, all the subjects of my make-up exams passed!” Le Qingfei couldn’t wait to hand the phone in front of Fu Li, “Look, look…”

“Really?”

Fu Li was surprised, taking over the phone, “Let me see… how is my Feifei so incredible?”

Le Qingfei was so happy like many little sparrows were inside his head, and the speed of his speech also became much faster.

“Right, right, I also feel I’m so incredible!” Le Qingfei hugged Fu Li’s neck, “I wrote every single exam paper very fully, very fully, oh! The teachers definitely also saw my sincerity and hard work. Although they are all 60-plus scores, I am still so happy…!”

Finished speaking, Le Qingfei leaned his head onto Fu Li’s shoulder, rubbing against him, “It’s a deal, you have to help me transfer majors, husband. I don’t want to study mathematics anymore, I want to go study little animals…”

The hand resting on his waist tapped lightly.

“Of course, this was obtained by Feifei relying on his own hard work. Change it on Monday, Feifei will study what he likes.”

Le Qingfei’s little sparrows flew around his butt again, twisting and turning, moving close to kiss Fu Li’s face.

Fu Li tenderly gazed at him, stretching out his hand to tuck his hair strands backward—

Suddenly, he covered Le Qingfei’s mouth.

Le Qingfei’s eyes were exposed from above Fu Li’s large hand, appearing increasingly large, blinking in confusion.

Following Fu Li’s line of sight, Le Qingfei turned his head and saw a full screen of foreigners.

Under the light, behind the desk.

Fu Li’s right hand encircled the waist of the person in his arms, his left hand covering his mouth; Le Qingfei knelt and sat on Fu Li’s thighs, both hands encircling his neck. The two of them doubly gazed toward the screen that lit up with a red light on the side.

“Hi!”

The employees in the screen waved hands to greet.

Le Qingfei stiffly raised his hand, bending his fingers, and then like a fish slid down from Fu Li’s legs.

Bit by bit, bit by bit disappearing from the lens.

Fu Li let out a laugh.

He didn’t like to display the moments of Le Qingfei belonging only to him to anyone, but he was truly cute.

Fu Li sat on the black leather chair, looking at Le Qingfei who knelt and sat on the carpet, not having recovered his senses yet, stretching out his hand to stroke his sleep-messed hair, lowering his head to kiss his face.

“Within ten minutes, I’ll return to the room to accompany Feifei.”

Le Qingfei nodded, supporting on his sturdy thighs, raising his head to kiss his cheek.

“Okay husband, bye-bye husband.”

Finished speaking, Le Little Snail pouted his butt, cautiously moving away.

Le Little Snail’s butt was like a peach.

Fu Li watched for a while, ending the meeting within five minutes.

On the weekend, Le Qingfei bought many new stationery items with great interest.

Beautiful notebooks, highlighters, loose-leaf binders, and colored gel pens… filling up the four shopping baskets in Marcus’s hands.

“Marcus, you don’t understand, there is a reason for me doing this.”

Le Qingfei continued to try pocket pens, writing felt so comfortable, buy one for Fu Li.

“This is just what tool… what matter,”

Le Qingfei pulled out his phone, looking at the words of praise Fu Li sent him today for buying stationery, “‘A craftsman must first sharpen his tools if he is to do his work well’* You are a foreigner, you don’t understand.”

Marcus shrugged his shoulders.

In his three months of being Le Qingfei’s private bodyguard, the words of coaxing children and sweet words he heard from the boss were already more than what he had said in his lifetime from his own father, and to his own wife and children.

Buying stationery would also be praised; it seemed he should get used to it.

Today Fu Li had an interview. Le Qingfei held the stationery bought for him, and also the very cute baby shoes he saw at GUCCI, going to the interview location to find him.

The cherry blossoms on the banks of the Jiyun River were all in bloom.

The entire riverbank had turned into reefs by the sea, and the pink-white flowers blooming along the coast were just like little seashells crawling all over the reefs.

So small, so many, when the wind blew they would even ring like wind chimes.

Le Qingfei lifted the camera, closing an eye—oh, closed the wrong one, change to the other.

The parameters were adjusted for him by Fu Li right when he received the camera, telling him he must go out for walks more in spring, to look at tall trees and beautiful flowers.

There were tasks too: every day he had to take seven photos for Fu Li to see, and there would even be selections and awards.

Le Qingfei aimed the lens at the spring sky that left airplane clouds, the river where petals drifted, and Fu Li under the tree.

Fu Li was not wearing a suit today, but rather a light gray Loro Piana cashmere sweater, inside the collar was an inner layer of the same color as his brown suit trousers. Retro and scholarly, more elegant and easygoing than usual.

“No wonder you picked this one for me.”

Le Qingfei lowered his head and glanced at the light brown silk scarf around his neck.

Fu Li’s clothes were all arranged; every week a team would come to the door, selecting the clothes he would wear in the coming week, including watches, pocket squares, and even glasses.

So, Fu Li would occasionally also want to dress him up.

But it was just some small accessories, such as bracelets, silk scarves, and hats, as if finding the last bit of remaining freedom on his body.

In the few seconds of Le Qingfei’s mind wandering, the man in the viewfinder discovered him.

Fu Li raised his eyes, the eyes behind the lenses keenly capturing the lens. Upon seeing the strawberry hair clip on the top of his head, the corners of his lips hooked.

The interviewer opposite delivered a look to the photographer, capturing a photo of Fu Li—a photo completely different from those previous ones.

Le Qingfei didn’t go disturb him, squatting under the cherry blossom tree on the side to study whether it would rain tomorrow.

He broke the bread very small, following the army of ants to find their nest, placing it beside the hole entrance. When the bread crouton was lifted up, he captured a photo.

Just at this time, clearly no wind arose, yet the cherry blossom petals rustled down like rain.

Le Qingfei looked up. Fu Li released his hand that was propping the flower branch, turning to cup his face, kissing down.

After parting, the petal on the thumb stained Le Qingfei’s wet lips.

Fu Li caught Le Qingfei’s hand that wanted to pluck it away, kissing one more time.

Fu Li’s left hand encircled him, his right hand organizing the somewhat slanted hair clip and small braid on the top of Le Qingfei’s head, “Did my Feifei buy the stationery he likes?”

Le Qingfei nodded, pulling out a very short, very short black pocket pen that could easily fit into a pocket from his pocket, “This is what I bought for you.”

Fu Li was surprised, “For me?”

“Right, I see every time you want to sign, you will stretch out your hand, and the assistant sisters will deliver the pen into your hand.”

Le Qingfei imitated his action of stretching out the hand, “If you have it, you can take the pen yourself.”

Fu Li: “Mm, then your assistant sisters might lose their jobs because of this.”

Le Qingfei was dumbfounded.

Fu Li was amused, leaning close, kissing his slightly opened lips, “Teasing you.”

At this time, the interview team on the side that hadn’t left yet stepped forward, inquiring whether they could take a joint photo of them.

Fu Li looked toward Le Qingfei. Le Qingfei almost subconsciously took a small step backward.

A very small step, yet it crushed countless petals.

Fu Li lowered his eyes slightly, politely declining the request.

March was the best time for viewing flowers on the banks of the Jiyun River. At twilight, people jostled.

Fu Li held Le Qingfei’s hand walking into such a subtly restless flow of people. He didn’t understand where such a feeling came from, thinking about it: this seemed to be their first date.

No purpose, no other people, only them. It was just that Le Qingfei thought of him while shopping, bought something for him for the first time, and even came to find him.

His Feifei would now think of him, would actively approach him, would say he liked him… even if it was a lie.

But he still treasured it.

Fu Li lowered his head to look toward Le Qingfei. He was currently greeting a little baby held in its parents’ arms; the seven- or eight-month-old baby very much cooperated by waving its small fist, smiling at him, exposing two small front teeth.

He lied too; he wanted more.

Le Qingfei let down his right hand that was greeting, suddenly feeling his left hand that was being held being forcefully squeezed once.

A very fast squeeze, so fast that even Fu Li himself didn’t perceive it.

Fu Li, seemed unhappy.

Le Qingfei looked at Fu Li’s stern and cold profile, slowly, leaning his head on his upper arm, his right hand entwining his arm.

Mm, every time he and Fu Li pasted a bit closer, Fu Li would be happy.

This time too, Fu Li’s thumb gently rubbed on the back of his hand, like a kiss.

The lights on the street turned on.

They sat down on a secluded step. Fu Li wanted to kiss him. Le Qingfei looked around—people might come—shaking his head, yet he was encircled into his arms by Fu Li.

Half of Le Qingfei’s face was exposed from above Fu Li’s shoulder, panic still inside his eyes, like being prepared to escape at any moment.

Fu Li rubbed his hair strands, comforting him that it didn’t matter.

Le Qingfei set his mind at rest, yet at the instant of being released from the embrace, he was kissed.

The cherry blossoms and the deep blue night sky gradually blended, making people forget the original color of the daytime, leaving only the tranquility of the night scene at this moment.

Le Qingfei’s tension also dissolved inside this kiss.

He tilted his head up in Fu Li’s arm bend, his neck slender, like a cloud blown by the wind. The tip of his nose touched Fu Li’s cheek, leaving a shallow shadow, which was another piece of cherry blossom falling on Fu Li’s face.

The warm breath lingered between the two people’s noses and lips, the hazy fragrance of cherry blossoms drilling from their tongue tips into each other’s bodies.

Le Qingfei could not describe the specialness of this kiss.

Different. Until he was released by Fu Li, he was still longing for this kiss.

Why? Was it because he was pregnant with the baby, so he specially needed it, specially liked it?

“Still want to kiss?”

Fu Li used a disinfectant wipe to wipe his hands, the corners of his mouth carrying a smile, “Eat something first, otherwise you’ll blame me again for making you starve.”

Le Qingfei also didn’t know what was wrong with himself.

He shook his head, continuing his plan, hugging Fu Li’s arm, “I won’t blame husband, I like husband best.”

Fu Li really was made to have no temper at all by him.

Right, I am just pretending; you expose me then, then I won’t pretend, bye-bye.

“Yes,” he raised his hand to encircle Le Qingfei, “husband also loves you most.”

Le Qingfei blinked his eyes. “Love” and “like” seemed different. Fu Li said love, should he say it too?

“Husband, I…”

Fu Li sealed his mouth, not allowing his lying mouth to say that word.

The two people sat under the jacaranda tree that had just brought forth new sprouts, beneath their feet was the riverbank crawled with cherry blossoms, unwrapping the cherry blossom dumplings Le Qingfei bought.

“Not delicious at all, food made of these beautiful flowers is not delicious…”

Just as the voice fell, a child’s crying sound came from not far away.

Le Qingfei threw away the dumpling and was about to stand up, but was grabbed by Fu Li. Fu Li turned his head slightly, and the bodyguards behind him ran over.

“They look so fierce, they will scare the little kid.”

Le Qingfei ignored Fu Li, standing up and patting his butt, walking to the side of the lost child.

Just like what he said, as soon as the bodyguards went, the person cried even more fiercely, until Le Qingfei squatted down his body, only then soothing the frightened child.

Fu Li walked over, looking at the little boy who cried messily, both hands inserted in his pockets, no expression on his face.

“Don’t kneel on the ground, knees will hurt.”

Fu Li supported Le Qingfei up.

Le Qingfei looked at Fu Li, who was tenderly patting away the dust on his knees for him, yet from beginning to end had not looked at the child beside him even once.

Fu Li, really doesn’t like children?

Le Qingfei let out a sigh, his hand unconsciously stroking his lower abdomen again.

Hearing the sighing sound, Fu Li raised his head to ask him what was wrong.

Le Qingfei turned his face away slightly, shaking his head, wiping the kid’s dirty small face, not speaking.

Not long after, the child’s parents found their way over after receiving the phone call.

Le Qingfei checked the photo information in their phones, and after the little kid nodded to admit it, said bye-bye to the child.

The night wind fanned uneasiness.

The moon floated on the water surface of the Jiyun River, along with Le Qingfei’s disappointed profile, rarely dimmer than the moon.

“What’s wrong?”

Fu Li stretched out his hand to encircle him, kissing his forehead and cheek, “Feifei is unhappy, why?”

Le Qingfei lowered his eyes, “Fu Li, do you really hate children?”

Fu Li was honest, “Indeed cannot talk of liking them.”

Le Qingfei raised his eyes, red all over, “Then, do you also not want children?”

Fu Li instantly became alert, asking, “Did you hear someone say something?”