Chapter 63 : Mr. Gets Angry

When Mu Chenghui saw the aura emanating from Fu Sichan, he immediately recognized that he was not an ordinary person.

After all, Mu Chenghui worked as a security guard at a major company and occasionally encountered high-ranking individuals. Naturally, he could discern the difference between them and ordinary people.

Mu Chenghui patted the driver on the shoulder. “Go out and check the situation first.”

The driver opened the door and tumbled out of the driver’s seat.

He asked nervously, “What are you all planning to do?”

Fu Sichan’s cold, stern gaze swept over the back seat of the van, where he saw Mu Chenghui and the frightened young girl huddled together.

Mu Qianqian seemed to be unharmed for now.

Fu Sichan, who had been anxious the entire way, finally began to relax slightly.

Assistant Wang said, “Let everyone in your car get out. Our president’s house was robbed and we suspect you are the thieves.”

“We’re innocent! I’m just a delivery driver, how could I possibly be stealing anything?”

“You may not have stolen anything yourself, but are you sure no one else in your vehicle has? Let them all come out for inspection.”

The driver returned to the van and informed Mu Chenghui of the situation.

Mu Chenghui said viciously, “Someone stole something, how did they find out about us? It’s really unlucky.”

However, when he learned that the other party was not targeting Mu Qianqian, he more or less relaxed his vigilance.

The driver advised him, “Just get off. There are so many of them. If we check them out early, we can leave earlier.”

Mu Chenghui threatened Mu Qianqian “Be careful. If I hear you say something you shouldn’t, I will cut your face! Do you hear me?”

“Y-yes, I hear you.”

The three people from the van all got out.

Assistant Wang instructed, “Search them thoroughly.”

Hearing that familiar voice, Mu Qianqian instinctively looked up.

Could it be… that Mr. came to rescue her?

The thought made Mu Qianqian’s breathing quicken.

She looked at the man in the center of the crowd.

That tall, upright figure looked almost exactly like her Mr. , could it be him?

As a few black-clad bodyguards approached and prepared to search them, one of them suddenly took action, grabbing Mu Chenghui’s wrist and twisting it forcefully.

With a sharp crack, the bone broke.

A concealed dagger fell to the ground with a clatter.

Mu Chenghui let out a pained howl, his face turning pale with shock.

“What are you doing?” he asked in fear.

“What are we doing? You dare to kidnap someone in broad daylight, do you have the courage of a bear and the heart of a leopard?” Assistant Wang reprimanded coldly.

“Who says I’m kidnapping anyone? Do you have any evidence?”

“Save those words for the police.”

Fu Sichan extended his hand towards Mu Qianqian. “Qianqian.”

“Mr, it really is you.”

Mu Qianqian beamed with a radiant smile and ran towards Fu Sichan, like a little butterfly fluttering into his arms.

She wrapped her arms around Fu Sichan’s neck, still trembling with fear.

“That really scared me just now.”

Fu Sichan patted her back soothingly. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

As Mu Qianqian leaned into his embrace, the familiar scent of sandalwood on him helped calm her racing heart.

“Mr, weren’t you very busy today? How did you have time to answer my call?”

Fu Sichan said solemnly, “If it weren’t an urgent matter, you wouldn’t have called me so easily.”

Even if he were in the middle of an important meeting, receiving her call would have made him answer without hesitation.

Hearing this, Mu Qianqian felt warmth spread through her heart.

She sincerely praised him, “Mr, you’re really smart.”

Not only did he immediately understand her situation and stay silent during the call, but he also pretended to search them, causing Mu Chenghui to let down his guard and allowing him to rescue her successfully.

Fu Sichan was pleased with the simple praise from Mu Qianqian and smiled, his mood visibly improved.

The next moment, Mu Qianqian was lifted off the ground as Fu Sichan swept her up in his arms.

Mu Qianqian instinctively clung to Fu Sichan’s neck, calling out, “Mr?”

“Hold on tight.”

Fu Sichan’s calm voice was reassuring in her ear.

She held on tightly as he carried her to the back seat of the luxury car.

Her cheeks flushed with a deep red, feeling a bit warm.

Being carried in front of so many people naturally made her feel embarrassed.

“Wait here for me.”

“Okay.” Mu Qianqian nodded obediently.

Fu Sichan ruffled her hair, took off his expensive watch, and placed it in her hand.

Mu Qianqian sat quietly in the car, waiting.

The clock’s hands ticked steadily, but Mr. had not returned yet.

What could he be doing?

……

After about ten minutes, Fu Sichan returned to the car.

“Mr, you seem to have… a smell of blood on you.”

Mu Qianqian wrinkled her brow, detecting a faint, almost imperceptible scent of blood in the air.

“Do I? You must be mistaken,” Fu Sichan replied coldly.

“Help me put on the watch.”

Mu Qianqian fastened the watch from her hand onto his slender wrist.

The cold watch warmed up to her touch.

Her small hand also fell into his large, warm grasp, enveloped by his rough, warm palm.

“Let’s go,” Fu Sichan instructed calmly.

The driver, terrified, started the car.

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Assistant Wang had a slightly unusual expression, and his demeanor was more cautious than usual.

After all, Fu Sichan’s behavior just now had been… completely unexpected.

Since taking control of the Fu family, Mr. Fu has rarely been seen in such a state of rage. In fact, the perception of him as cold-blooded and heartless mostly stems from the ruthless power struggles in the business world.

But this time, Mr. Fu actually took matters into his own hands, and not lightly at that.

Mu Chenghui was almost incapacitated.

Recalling the scene, Assistant Wang couldn’t help but shiver.

It seemed Mr. Fu was unusually concerned about Miss Mu… whether that was a good or bad thing was unclear.

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Mu Qianqian asked about Mu Chenghui’s fate, and Fu Sichan calmly replied, “He won’t be showing up again.”

As for the rest, he wasn’t willing to tell her, and Mu Qianqian naturally had no way of knowing.

“I was actually going out to feed stray cats, but it’s all his fault. I lost the cat food I just bought.”

Mu Qianqian sat on the sofa, looking deeply distressed.

Her face was fair and tender, and her lips were a cute pink, making one want to give her a gentle pinch.

Fu Sichan couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her cheek.

“Just buy more.”

“But that bag of cat food cost several hundred dollars. I didn’t even get to feed the strays a single bite before it got lost.”

To Mu Qianqian, that was quite a bit of money, especially since her monthly allowance used to be only a few bucks.

Mu Qianqian angrily pounded the cushion a few times.

It was all Mu Chenghui’s fault! All his fault!

Fu Sichan was rarely concerned with sums of money in this range.

Several hundred.

He was stunned for two seconds before realizing it wasn’t billions, or millions, just a few hundred dollars.

Fu Sichan’s lips curled into a smile. “Just buy more next time. Don’t get upset over such a small matter.”

Mu Qianqian puffed out her cheeks and said seriously.

“Mr, earning money isn’t easy for you, so I shouldn’t spend it so recklessly. We should save a bit, just in case in the future…”

Fu Sichan asked, “In the future, what?”

Mu Qianqian ticked off on her fingers, her cheeks slightly flushed. “…In the future, if we have children, there will be more expenses.”

Fu Sichan was at a loss for words.

Since he was born, he never had to worry about money, so Mu Qianqian’s concerns were never on his radar.

“Mr, I forgot to tell you earlier. Don’t buy so many limited-edition clothes for me. I have more than enough already, my wardrobe is almost full.”

Fu Sichan replied without a second thought, “Then get a bigger wardrobe.”

Mu Qianqian was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

How come Mr. doesn’t care about money at all?