Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife-Chapter 73: Give You a Fair Shot

Ye Yan struggled to sit up but was embraced even tighter by him.

The man watched maliciously as she struggled to break free without success, only to end up blushing furiously. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"So, why did you go to Pujing?"

"I stumbled into it," Ye Yan would not admit that she wanted to "bump into" him.

Doesn’t she have any pride?

Fu Xingzhou stared at her stubborn little mouth and suddenly leaned in to give her a kiss. His voice was husky and moist with emotion, "I’m sorry."

Ye Yan stiffened, looking at him incredulously.

Their lips were close, their breaths audible, carrying a familiar and enticing scent.

"This was my fault, I’m sorry," the boss apologized again, his eyes sincere and full of earnestness.

Ye Yan played coy, "What did Mr. Fu do wrong?"

"I shouldn’t have distrusted you." Fu Xingzhou thought about the harsh words he had spoken that day, now realizing they were indeed hurtful, "I’m sorry."

Suddenly, Ye Yan’s nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Don’t cry." Fu Xingzhou panicked. He was not good at comforting girls; her tears made him feel helpless.

His kiss landed on her thin eyelids, "How about you hit me?"

"I can’t beat you," Ye Yan sniffed, and besides, his skin was too thick for it to hurt him.

Fu Xingzhou chuckled lowly, "You don’t want to hit me?"

"It would hurt my hand."

He laughed and handed her a bowl of ginger soup, "Drink it while it’s hot."

The ginger soup was spicy; Ye Yan frowned after a sip. It was extravagant; how much ginger had been added?

"Spicy?"

Ye Yan’s features scrunched together; the taste was really hard to describe.

She asked Fu Xingzhou, "Do you want to try?"

"Sure." He didn’t reach for the soup bowl but instead leaned down to kiss her lips.

Their skillful kiss was a dance of intoxicating intimacy. The spicy taste had already faded, but he wanted to savor it slowly, for a long time.

The poor two bowls of ginger soup were thus abandoned on the coffee table.

On the sofa, the intertwined figures and soft murmurs broke through, and the sky outside had already cleared.

In Ao City, the rain always came without warning and left the skies clear and calm.

The next day was sunny.

The bodyguard drove Ye Yan’s car to the parking spot downstairs and also brought the bag she had left in the car.

Ye Yan was still brushing her teeth. Fu Xingzhou took the backpack from the bodyguard.

The zipper of the bag wasn’t fully closed, revealing a corner of a garment that seemed familiar.

Fu Xingzhou gently pulled it out and revealed a dress, the same one he had gifted, now torn and damaged.

Fu Xingzhou knew how much Ye Yan liked this dress, so it certainly wasn’t the owner who had ruined it.

The man’s expression darkened, and the bodyguard standing beside him was also shocked.

Who would dare cut Mr. Fu’s gifted dress like this?

"Sir, shall I go and...?"

Fu Xingzhou said, "Have someone contact the airport shop in the Capital City to see if they have the same style."

"Yes." The bodyguard closed the door and left.

Fu Xingzhou put the dress back into the bag and zipped it up.

"Who came?" Ye Yan, who had just washed her hair, poked her head out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in her mouth.

Fu Xingzhou walked over and dabbed a bit of foam from her mouth onto her nose, "The bodyguard came to deliver breakfast."

"Has my car been brought back?"

"Mm," he replied, not mentioning the dress.

Ye Yan finished washing up and came out to find Fu Xingzhou standing in the kitchen, pouring water.

Naturally, the facilities here couldn’t compare to a large flat; there was no water dispenser, and the water had been boiled in a kettle last night.

Concerning the overnight, unfiltered water, she didn’t know if he was accustomed to drinking it.

"What were you planning when you ran to the Dangzai Bridge last night?" Fu Xingzhou was standing tall, bringing the cup to his lips for a light sip.

Planning?

Ye Yan blinked a few times before she grasped the implication of his words.

He couldn’t think that she wanted to jump off the bridge to end her life, could he?

After all, she was a mentally sound adult; a setback wouldn’t drive her to joke with her own life.

"I just wanted to clear my head in the sea breeze, didn’t expect a downpour," Ye Yan said truthfully, "I intended to go back to the car, but when it started thundering midway, I found a spot to shelter and didn’t dare move."

"Was your bad mood just because we argued?"

Ye Yan walked into the kitchen, her heart stirring slightly, guessing he might know something.

If Fu Xingzhou wanted to find something out, no one could hide it from him with informants everywhere.

"You ask even though you know."

Fu Xingzhou placed the cup on the counter and slowly approached.

The disparity in their heights gave him an advantage; she couldn’t help but look up at him.

Fu Xingzhou pinched her sharp chin, his thumb gently rubbing it: "Why didn’t you tell me?"

"It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you," Ye Yan met his gaze, "If I told you, you would definitely make sure I won this Employee of the Year award, but how would that be different from Bai Chutong?"

She despised Bai Chutong for leveraging her connections to steal honors; how could she possibly do the same?

"Fool," Fu Xingzhou sighed, "Do you think there’s absolute fairness in this world?"

"I know there’s not, but I don’t want to encourage injustice either."

Fu Xingzhou knew she was stubborn and had lucidity like a clear mirror, "I’ll handle this."

Seeing her anxiousness, he spoke softly to reassure her, "Rest assured, it won’t violate conscience or morality. I’ll provide the fairness you seek."

Fu Xingzhou was inherently an enforcer of ’unfairness,’ but he could also create an environment of ’fairness.’

Ye Yan nodded, trusting him unconditionally.

"By the way, I messed up Grandma’s present," Ye Yan admitted guiltily, "but I have a bold idea."

Fu Xingzhou had already made arrangements for this, so he was very indulgent towards her bold idea.

"Let’s hear it."

~

As usual, Ye Yan went to work, her busy schedule soon distracting her from the award matter.

As the year ended, the hospital was to hold a year-end ceremony which was the perfect occasion for the official award ceremony.

Not everyone would attend the year-end party; some would definitely come to work overtime, and Ye Yan had submitted her application early.

She disliked bustling events and preferred to take care of patients.

That afternoon, the dean, who had initially planned to attend a meeting on the VIP floor, hurriedly left after receiving a phone call.

"It’s said there’s an emergency board meeting," Gossip King Xiao Xiao arrived on the scene on time with gossip in hand.

Ye Yan, who was documenting, didn’t pay much attention.

Board meetings were frequent and irrelevant to them—mere staff like her.

But what Ye Yan didn’t expect was that this rushed board meeting was called for one person.

In the meeting room, a man leisurely spun his chair, a half-burnt cigarette between his fingers.

Several bodyguards stood behind him, adding an intangible sense of oppression.

Mr. Fu always traveled with a grand entourage.

The chairman of the hospital, who was on Luhuan Island, upon receiving the news, raced back.

This unexpected and unannounced visit had the entire board in a flurry, privately speculating what could have caused such a stir.