Chapter 191 : The Squeamish Bag

Bai Xuan gritted her teeth and forced a strained smile.

“This material I have is for the meeting later, isn’t that important enough?”

“If it’s urgent, you can hand it to me now,” Assistant Wang replied.

Bai Xuan was furious. “I said I must deliver it personally to my senior brother. I won’t give it to you until I see him.”

Assistant Wang smiled kindly. “Since it’s not that urgent, Mr. Fu has more important matters to attend to, so please wait a little longer, Miss Bai.”

Assistant Wang, being someone close to Fu Sichan, had a depth of strategy far beyond the average person.

His words were flawless, leaving Bai Xuan no room to argue.

If Bai Xuan admitted the material was urgent and couldn’t be delayed, then she would have to hand it over to Assistant Wang immediately for him to pass on.

If she refused, it would imply the material wasn’t that important after all.

Now, with Mr. Fu occupied, she had no choice but to continue waiting outside.

Bai Xuan’s legs were aching, her calves trembling from standing.

But what was worse was the mocking glances from others.

Those looks made her feel exposed!

Bai Xuan gritted her teeth. “I’ll keep waiting.”

She refused to believe her senior brother wouldn’t need the material before the meeting.

When he did need it, he would surely call her in.

“Thank you, Miss Bai, for your patience.”

Assistant Wang closed the door.

She wasn’t sure if it was intentional or accidental, but the door was left slightly ajar.

Voices from inside the office filtered through the gap.

Lu Yunyao’s delicate voice rang out, “Mr, I’ve been feeling nauseous every time I smell milk lately, I don’t want to drink it anymore.”

“I had the kitchen make you fresh milk pudding; I guarantee there’s no milky smell. Want to smell it?”

Fu Sichan coaxed softly, holding her on his lap.

Bai Xuan had never heard Fu Sichan speak so gently before.

Never.

Standing outside, she caught a glimpse of her senior brother’s chiseled profile through the door.

That god-like face, which had always been covered in frost, now radiated warmth.

Too bad that warmth wasn’t for her.

Watching the couple inside, exchanging tender words, jealousy and bitterness spread in her heart, and her eyes unknowingly reddened.

Lu Yunyao shook her head repeatedly. “Mr, I really don’t want to eat.”

She pouted cutely, shaking Fu Sichan’s arm.

The girl’s bright, sparkling eyes made it hard for anyone not to feel their heart soften.

“You haven’t had milk in a week; you need the nutrition.”

Fu Sichan scooped a spoonful of pudding and brought it to her lips.

“It has orange juice mixed in, sweet and tangy; you’ll love it.”

But as soon as Lu Yunyao caught a whiff of the milk, she felt uneasy all over.

Even with the spoon at her lips, she tightly closed her mouth and refused to eat.

Fu Sichan felt a pounding headache.

He had never been this troubled even while reviewing the company’s financial reports.

This little girl was driving him crazy.

“Mr, can I skip eating? I really don’t want anything made with milk.”

Fu Sichan replied coldly, “No.”

Lu Yunyao pouted her rosy lips, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, as if she might cry at any moment.

But when it came to her health, Fu Sichan wouldn’t back down.

He ordered Wang Yong and the other assistants in the office, “Turn around.”

Wang Yong and the others looked confused but obediently averted their eyes.

“Mr, why are you making them turn around? What—mmph…”

Before Lu Yunyao could voice her confusion, a warm sensation landed on her lips.

Immediately after, the smooth, creamy pudding was pressed into her mouth.

The pudding was fragrant and sweet, with a hint of orange, melting effortlessly in her mouth.

Lu Yunyao swallowed instinctively, her eyes widening in shock.

But he had clearly said he would never feed anyone with his mouth!

How could he forget his own words so quickly?

What happened to his cleanliness obsession?

Fu Sichan covered her mouth again, forcing her to swallow back her protests.

One spoonful after another, Lu Yunyao was compelled to finish the entire pudding.

The rich milky taste filled her mouth, which she didn’t enjoy at all.

Then Fu Sichan took a sip of juice and fed it to her in the same manner.

The refreshing juice flavor diluted the milkiness, making Lu Yunyao feel much better and preventing any nausea.

To make sure the little girl got some dairy, Fu Sichan was willing to go to such lengths.

A person as obsessive about cleanliness as him had never imagined he would feed someone like this one day.

But suddenly, he found it wasn’t so hard to accept.

The little girl’s lips were sweet and fragrant, a hundred times sweeter than the pudding itself.

Fu Sichan licked his lips, tempted to do it again.

However, the little girl was very averse to dairy, one pudding was her limit.

If he forced her to eat more, she might claw at him like a little kitten.

A trace of regret crossed Fu Sichan’s eyes.

It seemed he would have to wait until tomorrow to try again.

“Mr, you’re not keeping your word.”

Lu Yunyao tugged at his expensive collar, puffing up like a pufferfish.

Tears glistened in her eyes, hanging precariously, but they just wouldn’t fall.

By now, Fu Sichan had figured out the little girl’s personality.

She would act spoiled and mischievous in front of familiar faces, even putting on a show like a little fox pretending to cry.

Despite her soft, pitiful voice, she really wasn’t going to cry.

Fu Sichan’s thin lips curled into a slight smile. “Special times call for special treatment.”

Lu Yunyao was so angry that she pounded her fist against him.

But his chest was just too hard, her little fist barely made any impact and only ended up hurting her hand.

Now she really felt like crying. “Mr, what is your body made of? Are you Iron Man?”

How could his chest be so hard?

It was so infuriating.

Fu Sichan gently rubbed her delicate little fist, his eyes reflecting a mix of affection and helplessness.

He knew that she was a strong little girl.

But in front of someone who loved her, she would let down her guard and become a soft, willful little diva.

Only someone who is loved can afford to act spoiled.

So Fu Sichan hoped she would always feel comfortable being that way with him, remaining his little pampered girl.