We’re a Perfect Match for a Stand-in Marriage

Chapter 39: Chapter Thirty-Nine: Don’t Appear Before Me If There’s Nothing Important!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Hua Tang returned home and was researching on the computer after dinner.

Fu Yong took a peek curiously. He didn’t expect to see Yu Chidong’s photo on Hua Tang’s computer screen!

Hua Tang studied Yu Chidong’s information and photos for an entire night and memorized Yu Chidong’s preferences…

Fu Yong silently walked to the balcony and closed the sliding door. His sandbag and boxing gloves were on the balcony, and he began punching the sandbag to clear his mind.

But the more punches he threw, the more stifled he felt. He looked into the room and saw that Hua Tang was still focused on the computer and sent the sandbag flying with a violent punch! Then, he took out his phone and thought for a moment before calling Yu Chidong.

“Fu Yong?” Yu Chidong was partying at the bar when he received the call. He was slightly surprised and asked, “What can I do for you?”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Yu Chidong checked the screen; the signal was good, and the call was still connected, so he asked again, “Fu Yong?”

Fu Yong still didn’t speak.

“Fu Yong, if you have anything to say, just say it. I…”

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the phone. “Stay out of my sight if you have nothing to do!”

Yu Chidong quivered in fright. When he looked at the screen again, the call had been disconnected. He couldn’t believe that Fu Yong, who never took the initiative to contact him, called him at night just to yell at him.

Yu Chidong was confused and looked at Su Cheng. “I haven’t done anything recently. How did I offend ‘His Eminence’ just now?”

However, Su Cheng couldn’t help him this time because he wasn’t aware of the problem. “Could it be… Did something go wrong with the recipe you gave him last time?”

Yu Chidong patted his head in realization, “Was Hua Tang not as fierce as a wolf or a tiger in bed? The passion has faded?”

“Maybe the concoction was too powerful, and Fu Yong was so spent that he couldn’t get out of bed?” Su Cheng asked.

Yu Chidong almost spat a mouthful of wine on his face! The gallant boxer, Fu Yong, couldn’t be that weak, right?

…

Fu Yong entered the room and met Hua Tang’s surprised gaze.

“What’s wrong?” He remained calm.

“When you were on the phone just now, your tone…” Hua Tang asked carefully.

“That was… my cellmate from before. He hasn’t been doing anything proper after he got released,” Fu Yong said lightly. “He keeps asking me to lend him money. I told him not to contact me anymore.”

Hua Tang nodded. “No wonder you shouted so loudly. But you did the right thing. Don’t contact those people in the past if you can. You’re married now; we must live our best lives in the future.”

Fu Yong’s heart was moved by her words. However, she was still staring at the computer when she said this. It was a photo of Yu Chidong, and that made him very unhappy.

Hua Tang looked at it for a long time and rubbed her eyes. Her stomach was hurting again. She went to look for painkillers, but at this moment, Fu Yong strode over and closed her laptop.

Hua Tang froze and stared at him with wide eyes. “I still need to look over the information!”

“What’s there to look at?!” His face darkened.

“This is a client. I have to familiarize myself with his habits and interests first, and then…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Mu Chi packing his pillow and blanket and carrying them into the bedroom. He swiftly laid them on the other side of the bed.

Hua Tang’s face heated up slightly as she asked him softly, “What are you doing?”

“Going to bed,” Fu Yong stiffly said with a cold face.

Hua Tang’s face turned red. Her small hands tugged at her clothes nervously. Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible as she murmured, “N-Not today.”

“What?” Fu Yong frowned.

Hua Tang stomped her feet in embarrassment. “You know, THAT! And no means no!”

Fu Yong looked at her apple-red face and realized that she had misunderstood. He stretched out his hand and dragged her over, hugging her to his chest.

The two of them fell onto the bed.

Hua Tang’s body stiffened when he hugged her from behind, and then she felt his hand sliding down to her lower abdomen…

Alarmed, she was about to stop him when his hand paused and gently rubbed her belly. His palm was very warm, and the heat he emitted eased her stomach ache slightly.

Hua Tang felt much better. Then, she heard his deep and magnetic voice ring in her ear, “I’m not doing anything else. You make it sound like I’m a pervert!”

Hua Tang couldn’t help but smile as sweetness seeped into her heart.

“Is your stomach feeling better?” Fu Yong asked.

Hua Tang gave a soft affirmative noise.

“If it hurts again in the future, don’t take painkillers. I’ll keep your belly warm with my hands. It’s a better option than taking medicine. It’s not good for your body to keep eating those things.”

Hua Tang nodded and subconsciously cuddled against his chest. Her fluffy hair brushed against his Adam’s apple, making his throat tighten. Her body’s fragrance constantly drifted into his nose.

Fu Yong bit his lower lip hard. Only this kind of pain could keep him clear-headed and rational for the time being.