Rose Manor: Tycoon's Relentless Chase-Chapter 375 - 351: Deepening Feelings (Part 2)

"I don’t believe you anymore."

Shen Jianian gave him a hint: "It’s true, it’s about us."

Fu Jichen was taken aback. Since she said so, he decided to give the video another chance. If anyone still criticized Shen Jianian, he would consider having someone delete it...

In the video, Shen Jianian had just taken a step after getting out of the car when Fu Jichen called out to her.

The blogger laughed and pounded the table: "Shen Jianian, you forgot your husband."

Barrage: "No, blogger, look at sister’s confused face. It’s like she had no idea her husband would walk the red carpet with her. I bet Boss Fu planned this surprise deliberately!"

"It’s totally possible!"

Shen Jianian showed Fu Jichen the content on the barrage. She had already seen these comments, but she still couldn’t help laughing again: "Do you think today’s netizens are amazing? They can guess anything. You did it on purpose, didn’t tell me beforehand, and I was genuinely surprised. What a mischievous streak. You say Fu Feibai is immature, but you’re not much better."

Fu Jichen didn’t think it was mischievous; he’d rather call it a surprise.

The blogger in the video suddenly became serious: "I tried turning up the volume, but I still can’t hear what Boss Fu said to catch up with his wife. Can any lip-reading friends help me out? I’m so curious!"

Barrage: "Seems like he said, ’Honey, you’re walking too fast.’ I’m not sure, not a professional, but I’ve watched it many times — that should be it."

"Ah, I hate that the onsite audio equipment isn’t advanced enough! I really wish I could hear Boss Fu say ’honey’. "

"Imagining it is so sweet!"

"Waaah, my imagination’s not vivid enough, can’t picture it at all. Did Boss Fu hear my plea? Can he publicly say it again?"

"Which couple can be this sweet? I’m totally engrossed."

"Can’t compare, can’t compare. They’re certified, this is truly locked on, unlike the CPs I follow where all the sweetness is squeezed from between cracks."

Fu Jichen scanned through those barrage comments and finally began to find the video interesting, offering a rare smile. Shen Jianian glimpsed the curve of his raised lip from the corner of her eye, as if catching hold of his weakness, her expression instantly turned proud: "You were talking about me just now, but you’re smiling too."

"Mm, I concede."

Fu Jichen no longer restrained himself, the curve of his lips gradually widening.

The video played to the scene where they were at the signature board, and the blogger exclaimed: "Boss Fu, don’t think I can’t see through your little scheme, deliberately writing your name next to your wife’s!"

Watching this scene, Shen Jianian turned to ask the party involved: "I didn’t even notice this at the time, so, were you really deliberate?"

Fu Jichen slightly pursed his lips, and let out a slight nasal "mm-hmm." Shen Jianian tapped the screen twice, pausing the video, and persistently asked: "What do you mean by ’mm-hmm’? Please answer directly."

"Are we watching the video or not? If not, let’s sleep, it’s late."

"Are you going to say it or not?" Shen Jianian stared at his face.

Fu Jichen truly couldn’t argue with her, surrendering, "Yes, it was deliberate."

Getting the answer she wanted, Shen Jianian’s eyes curved in a smile.

Fu Jichen: "And you asked if I invested in this movie because of you..."

"Alright, let’s not bring that up again; I know I was being self-centered." Upon hearing the topic was off, Shen Jianian immediately stopped him, collecting her smile.

He had already explained to her that the decision to invest in "Western Palace Banquet" was from the company’s analysts and evaluation team, unrelated to him.

"You weren’t being self-centered." Fu Jichen smiled, and slowly explained, "It was my decision first that prompted them to evaluate the project."

Shen Jianian’s brows knit slightly. That’s not what he said before. It’s hard not to suspect he’s just trying to make her happy deliberately...

Before her thoughts could complete, Fu Jichen spoke again: "Earlier I was teasing you; now I’m being honest."

Shen Jianian tilted her head and puffed out her cheeks: "Teasing me is fun?"

Fu Jichen found her expression incredibly cute and couldn’t resist pinching her nose, saying, "Occasionally teasing is good for boosting marital affection."

Shen Jianian: "Who told you that nonsense?"

Fu Jichen: "I did."

Shen Jianian sternly lined up her face and lectured: "You’re the company leader, why are you only coming up with messed-up ideas and nonsense? Can you convince employees and lead them to a glorious life this way?"

Facing his wife’s "condemnation," Fu Jichen’s response was to lean over and kiss her until she was dizzy, unable to argue further.

When Shen Jianian was rendered defenseless and limp in his arms, Fu Jichen finally murmured, "Of course, I wouldn’t say these to employees—" The tone paused for three seconds, giving Shen Jianian plenty of time to catch her breath, before kissing her again, finishing the latter part of the sentence in a muffled tone, "I would only say ’messed-up ideas’ and ’nonsense’ to my wife."

"My phone... fell."

Shen Jianian didn’t know how the two went from genuinely watching videos to ending up like this.

Fu Jichen fumbled to find her phone on the bed, casually tossing it onto the nightstand, the kisses uninterrupted, only growing deeper.

Shen Jianian was swept into a wave of fiery passion, her last bit of sanity kicking in at the crucial moment: "There’s... no... protection here."

The sentence was fragmented, but Fu Jichen understood, closed his eyes, buried his face in her neck, and heavily exhaled, feeling overwhelmed.

Shen Jianian hugged his neck: "Should we have a child?"

Fu Jichen paused for a second, lifting his head from her neck, deeply gazing into her eyes, then soberly declined: "We don’t do things without preparation. We’ll wait until after the wedding, and I’ll schedule a specific physical check-up for you before deciding."

Shen Jianian responded with an "oh," quite right; the wedding hadn’t been held yet, wearing a wedding dress with a big belly wouldn’t be convenient...

Fu Jichen rolled off her, lay flat, staying still for a long while, finally slightly recovering, then pulled her back into his arms. Just before falling asleep, Shen Jianian mumbled: "That line ’Occasionally teasing is good for boosting marital affection’ seems to have some truth."

Fu Jichen kissed her eyelids and chuckled lightly: "Someone just said it was nonsense."

"Mm... I take it back." Shen Jianian was so sleepy that her voice was slightly blurred.

Fu Jichen’s big hand gently stroked her back, his voice unconsciously lowered as if murmuring, "Sleep."