Chapter 116 : Special Favor

Mu Qianqian pouted playfully and said, “Mr. don’t buy me such expensive necklaces in the future. Nine thousand can buy a lot of things, it would last me a long time.”

In her old home, nine thousand dollars could support her whole family for two or three months.

Though she was reluctant about the money, there was a gleam of joy in Mu Qianqian’s eyes.

After all, who doesn’t like being pampered by their spouse?

“How long are you going to complain about such a small amount of money?” Fu Sichan asked.

He still wasn’t being completely honest.

If he told her the truth, wouldn’t it be enough to make this little girl faint?

Mu Qianqian felt sweet inside and pretended to be angry as she gave him a light punch.

“Mr. you really don’t know how to manage money.”

After the auction, there was a banquet.

With the priceless pink diamond necklace around her neck, Mu Qianqian attracted countless envious glances.

The female guests looked at her with admiration.

Such an expensive necklace, Mr. Fu bought it without even blinking.

Moreover, Mr. Fu was tall and handsome, always cold and distant to other women, but he would rarely show tenderness when looking at the young girl by his side.

Such a powerful, handsome man who was devoted and loving to his wife, who wouldn’t fall for him?

Soon, many women began to feel discontent with their portly, aging bosses.

These old men were not only old and ugly but also had so many annoying quirks, and they were stingy even when buying things.

Even a single finger of Mr. Fu was worth more than them.

A dashing foreign prince came over, raised his glass, and asked, “Mr. Fu, is this your girlfriend?”

He spoke in English, which Mu Qianqian understood.

Fu Sichan swirled his wine glass and denied it.

“No.”

This response drew curious looks from many women.

If she wasn’t his girlfriend, how could Mr. Fu buy such an expensive gift?

Would they also receive such precious rewards if they spent the night with Mr. Fu?

Many women’s eyes began to wander, casting frequent glances this way.

Mu Qianqian’s eyes darkened.

It seemed like Mr. was unwilling to admit her status.

But before she could feel upset, she heard Mr.’s deep voice say, “She is my wife.”

Fu Sichan’s voice was rich and inviting, even more enticing than aged wine.

His pronunciation was impeccable, with a very pleasant London accent.

Mu Qianqian understood immediately.

She linked her arm with his and nuzzled her cheek against him.

The young girl was bare-faced and unadorned, not worried about smudging any makeup.

Fu Sichan lightly brushed her nose with his finger.

Their affectionate gestures were filled with sweetness.

The prince who had come over to greet them was unwittingly fed a mouthful of dog food.

Thinking of the beauty he desired but couldn’t have, the prince felt even more frustrated and downed a glass of wine.

By the time the banquet was halfway through, Mu Qianqian felt bored.

Fu Sichan asked, “Tired?”

Mu Qianqian yawned, “A bit sleepy.”

“Should I have my assistant take you back?”

“No,” Mu Qianqian shook her head firmly, “I want to stay with you.”

Moreover, being alone in a foreign country made her a bit scared.

Especially since there were frequent gunshots downstairs, which frightened her even more.

Fu Sichan socialized with a few important guests, had a drink, and then decided to leave.

When he decided to go, no one dared to stop him.

The driver parked the car at the entrance of the banquet hall, while several bodyguards in black suits stood guard nearby, holding their guns.

Fu Sichan took Mu Qianqian’s hand and led her down the ornate crystal staircase.

It was Mu Qianqian’s first time wearing high heels, and her feet were sore.

She gently tugged at Uncle’s sleeve and said, “Mr. could you please walk a bit slower? My feet really hurt.”

In front of so many important figures, her words seemed quite out of place.

Several executives frowned, ready to reprimand the woman for her lack of decorum.

But to everyone’s astonishment—

The distinguished and aloof Mr. Fu, who was usually untouchable, actually bent down to check her ankles.

“Did you hurt yourself where you bumped into something yesterday?”

In the public eye, Mu Qianqian’s face turned slightly red as she shook her head.

She shyly whispered, “No, I’m just a bit tired. Mr. let’s hurry up.”

The gazes from others felt like knives, almost piercing through her.

After descending a few more steps, Mu Qianqian’s face turned pale, and sweat began to bead on her forehead.

Seeing this, Fu Sichan simply picked her up in a horizontal carry.

“Whew—”

Everyone around was stunned, staring in disbelief at the scene.

Mu Qianqian was extremely nervous and embarrassed, quickly burying her head in Mr.’s embrace.

This way, no one could see her face clearly.

Fu Sichan slightly curved his lips, holding his delicate and timid wife as they left the banquet hall.

After they left, discussions about them continued unabated.

…

Back at the hotel, Mu Qianqian took off her high heels and discovered that her heels were sore and swollen.

No wonder it hurt so much; every step felt like being pricked with needles.

Fu Sichan looked at her injury and immediately threw the expensive high heels into the trash bin.

“Don’t wear these shoes again.”

Mu Qianqian nodded, “Mm-hmm.”

“Hang in there a bit longer, Assistant Wang has already called the doctor.”

Mu Qianqian bit her lower lip in pain, on the verge of tears.

After a long wait, Fu Sichan called his assistant, “Where are they? Why aren’t they here yet?”

There was a sound of commotion on the other end.

“Mr. Fu, we’ve encountered a group of robbers. We might need to take a detour. If things go badly, our people could get involved as well, which would delay us even more.”

Fu Sichan rubbed his forehead, “Be careful.”

He saw the young girl’s tender feet were red and the heels had been worn raw, with blood seeping out.

Mu Qianqian kept hissing in pain, her feet suspended in the air, unwilling to put them down.

Fu Sichan sat down beside her.

Before Mu Qianqian could react, he picked her up and placed her on his lap.

Mu Qianqian let out a soft “ah.”

Sitting in Mr.’s embrace, all her attention was drawn to him.

Mr.’s broad chest and the masculine scent surrounding him.

With her face pressed against his chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, her injuries seemed to hurt less.

Fu Sichan’s hand rested on her waist, silently giving her strength.

After more than twenty minutes, the doctor with the medicine box arrived, albeit late.

As Mu Qianqian was about to get off Mr.’s lap, Fu Sichan pressed down on her shoulder.

“Don’t move. Just get the bandages done while you’re on me.”

Mu Qianqian’s eyes were misty, her shyness evident.

“…Okay.”

She wrapped her arms around Mr.’s neck, turning her head away, not daring to face the doctor.

As the wounds were treated, Mu Qianqian gritted her teeth and burrowed further into Fu Sichan’s embrace.

Fu Sichan’s deep voice instructed “If it hurts, cry out. Don’t hold it in.”

Mu Qianqian blinked, feeling a gentle touch on her forehead.

It was Mr. using a tissue to tenderly wipe away the sweat from her forehead.