C5

Fu Yating suddenly stood up. "Lan'er, I'll go call Grandfather first to inform him."

"Alright."

Fu Yitian went to the stairwell and called the Old Master of the Fu Family. Unsurprisingly, he was reprimanded by the Old Master.

Fu Yating could not understand the old man of the Fu family, so he hung up the phone. Old Man Fu, who was on the other side of the phone, was extremely furious.

Fu Yanting finished his call and stood by the smoking area. Just as he was about to return, he heard a burst of sobbing.

Song Wanqing went to find a nurse to bandage her wound, but did not return to the ward immediately. She was afraid that she would hear the tender and affectionate words Fu Yating had said to Song Qinglan. And there was also Song Weiye and He Wanping. As long as she passed a bit later, she would be able to face them later.

She hid in the stairwell to catch her breath, but when she was alone, her tears couldn't help but fall. Finally, when she thought about the grievances she had suffered all these years, she couldn't control herself.

"People like you can even cry."

Song Wanqing raised her head and saw Fu Yating, who wore a mocking expression on his face.

She wiped away her tears in a flustered manner.

"Only into the sand."

"Is that so? You must be disappointed because you didn't see the old tutor today, right? You can't wait to marry me now, can you? "

Song Wanqing raised her head to look at Fu Yating. "Not at all."

"No?" We've already done things like climbing out of the bed. Because of you, my wedding with Lan'er is also gone. Don't you want to use this opportunity to ascend to the next rank? "

As Fu Zhaoting closed in on her, Song Xianqing retreated step by step. Her black eyes met with his ice-cold gaze, causing her body to tremble slightly. However, she was unable to shift her gaze away.

Suddenly, Fu Yanting extended his hand and grabbed onto Song Wanqing's lower jaw. "Are you afraid of me?"

Seeing Song Wanqing like this, a trace of displeasure appeared in his heart.

"Why are you hiding? Since you have the guts to climb onto my bed, shouldn't you use this opportunity to please me?"

When Song Wanqing was forced into the corner, Fu Zhaoting didn't stop moving. Instead, he used his body to block her retreat path. His left arm supported the wall, forcing Song Wanqing between his arms and the corner of the wall.

Fu Yanting's deep eyes stared fixedly at Song Wanqing. Suddenly, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. They flowed down the contours of her cheeks until they reached her rosy lips. Her lips were like the cherries of April, exuding an endlessly enticing luster.

Song Wanqing was so nervous that her body stiffened. She didn't even have the courage to look Fu Yating in the eye.

"You … What do you want to do? "

Fu Yating didn't reply her. Suddenly, he bent his head down and pressed down on her lips.

Song Wanqing's eyes widened. The moment her lips were blocked, all her breath was taken away, and she could barely breathe.

"Mmm mmm …"

All the words that Song Wanqing wanted to say were blocked by Fu Zating.

She had even forgotten to think.

Even Fu Yanting had not expected that he would lose control of himself like this.

He couldn't stop this kiss. Just like that night, when he had touched her, he had no control over it.

With Fu Ting's kiss causing her to be unable to breathe, Song Wanqing's consciousness started to blur.

The sound of footsteps could be heard. Fu Yitian suddenly released Song Wanqing and gently caressed her lips with his fingertip. Song Xianqing's body trembled. Before she could react, Fu Zhaoting had already left.

When she came to, Song Wanqing sat on the ground and did not come back to her senses for a long time.

Fu Yating left the stairwell and returned to the ward.

"Yan Ting, how long has it been?" Song Qinglan lay on the sickbed as she watched Fu Yating return.

"A little quarrel with grandpa."

"No wonder. Grandfather has always disliked me. It wasn't easy to get this opportunity to let you marry someone else, so Grandfather naturally won't let this opportunity go by."

As she spoke, Song Qinglan cried again.

"Yan Ting, you should bring elder sister to see grandpa. Don't start a fight just for me and grandpa."

After he finished his call, He Wanping heard Song Qinglan's words and was instantly infuriated.