Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 34: Dare to Do It Again Next Time

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Dare to Do It Again Next Time

"Come on, explain this to me clearly." Fu Xingzhou turned her face toward him again, his tone had calmed down now, "It’s true I went inland for Nangong Yan’s touring art exhibit, but which eye of yours saw me sleeping with her?"

Damn it, he was strong, but he wasn’t meant to take the blame.

Ye Yan didn’t want to be outdone, at least not in terms of eye contact, she couldn’t lose.

"Nangong Yan posted on Facebook, Russell’s famous paintings, wouldn’t Mr. Fu be interested?"

Fu Xingzhou could be sure that Nangong Yan would never dare to expose his information on a public platform, but Ye Yan’s tone was so certain.

His moment of hesitation appeared as guilt in Ye Yan’s eyes.

"What about now, remember something?"

Fu Xingzhou: ...

"That photo’s bottom left corner, there appeared Mr. Fu’s hand," Ye Yan scoffed coldly, "Presidential suite, alone with a woman, am I just spouting nonsense? If you don’t believe me, go and see for yourself."

Hand?

Fu Xingzhou suddenly laughed, a laugh filled with deep meaning.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Yan felt a bit creeped out, but she couldn’t sense any malice or anger—it really seemed like he was genuinely laughing.

The man’s thumb gently caressed her cherry lips a few times, the smile spreading in his eyes, "You recognized me just from a hand?"

Ye Yan: ...

Wait, is this the point of the argument?

No, she couldn’t be dragged into this mire.

"Do you dare say that wasn’t you?"

"It was me."

Ye Yan had an "I knew it" expression.

Fu Xingzhou couldn’t help but laugh out loud, even bending down to kiss her forehead, as if... comforting a temper-tantrum-throwing child.

This maneuver threw Ye Yan off.

Was this man driven dumb by anger?

Or was he trying to divert her attention?

He definitely had an ulterior motive.

Her guarded demeanor only made Fu Xingzhou’s smile deepen, "Now answer my question, how could you recognize me just by one hand?"

"Watch, that forty-million watch."

"There’s more than one of these watches out there."

"The same watch, the same hand, but only one you."

Odd. Shouldn’t he be furiously embarrassed about being caught cheating? Yet he seemed rather smug.

"Could you recognize any part of my body anywhere?"

Ye Yan was medically trained; she understood human anatomy and structures very well, which made hands and feet, usually indistinguishable to the average person, distinct in her eyes.

Moreover, she was intimately entangled with Fu Xingzhou in bed, he knew her sensitive spots, and she was equally familiar with his body’s traits.

"More or less," Ye Yan replied truthfully.

"So, just because my hand appeared in a photo with Nangong Yan, you think we slept together?"

"Wasn’t that your suite?" She had checked online, International Huan City Hotel had only one presidential suite, usually for distinguished guests.

Nangong Yan could stay there only because she had Fu Xingzhou’s patronage.

"The room was indeed mine, but did you see us lying naked together?"

"Mr. Fu, you’re just arguing for the sake of arguing now, I’m not a surveillance camera. Even if I were a camera, I wouldn’t have the hobby of peeping at others rolling in the sheets."

Fu Xingzhou raised his eyebrow: "Catch cheats in bed; you concluded we slept together just based on a hand, isn’t that too rash? If courts judged like you do, many innocent souls would be wronged."

Ye Yan remained silent.

"The fact is, that night Nangong Yan did indeed visit my room, but it was to discuss something," he said. "She accidentally discovered the famous painting on the wall and asked to take a photo which I agreed to. Whether she intentionally included my hand in the photo or not, you can figure that out yourself."

"Can I believe what you’re saying?"

"I, Mr. Fu, am not the type to sleep with someone and then deny it. If you still don’t believe me, call Sun Ming right now."

Ye Yan huffed, "I’m not calling."

"Then I will."

As Ye Yan tried to stop him, Fu Xingzhou held her hand down, and at the same time, the call connected.

"Mr. Fu," came the respectful voice of Sun Ming.

"Where is Miss Nangong?"

"She’s in her room."

"Which room is she staying in?"

Sun Ming hesitated for a moment, but quickly recited a room number.

Fu Xingzhou’s gaze rested on Ye Yan’s face, his eyes seemingly saying, "Didn’t you check already that this room number is for the presidential suite?"

"What was Miss Nangong doing in my room last night?"

At this point, Sun Ming finally realized that his boss was not in a usual mood. As he pondered, the eavesdropping Assistant Sun, who had exceptional hearing, noticed the breathing of someone other than his boss. All became clear.

"Miss Nangong came to thank Mr. Fu and left after ten minutes."

"Sun Ming, are you sure you’re telling the truth?" Fu Xingzhou paused his tone. "If it’s a lie, I’ll make sure you can only date men from now on."

Sun Ming thought to himself, "Damn, the boss is so vicious."

"I guarantee it."

After hanging up, Fu Xingzhou looked at the young woman in front of him with interest, noticing her cheeks reddening and her gaze darting around.

Good, she’s feeling guilty.

"Dr. Ye, what do you say about this?"

At this moment, Ye Yan no longer had any reason to doubt Fu Xingzhou. With his character, he would certainly not stoop to involving Assistant Sun in a farce just to fool her.

Could it be that she had misunderstood? She was deceived by a photo staged by Nangong Yan.

To be precise, this was exactly what Nangong Yan had intended to achieve with that ambiguous photo, subtly asserting dominance.

After all, anyone who followed the news knew that her inland visit was sponsored by Huangsha Group, and that Fu Xingzhou had personally attended.

If a man’s hand appeared in the photo, it was very likely to be Fu Xingzhou himself.

Nowadays, everyone is cunning, aware of their undisclosed relationship, and surely would give it due consideration.

Ye Yan, unfamiliar with the intricacies of business, couldn’t understand why Fu Xingzhou had sponsored the art exhibition.

"Why are you silent now, got nothing to say?"

Ye Yan bit her glistening lips, her voice muffled as she uttered three words, "I’m sorry."

"Not sincere enough."

"I’m sorry!" This time Ye Yan raised her voice, fearing he might not hear her, and mischievously tugged at his ear, blowing into it, "Did you hear that, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Xingzhou pulled her into his arms and kissed her forcefully on the lips.

The stormy kiss, filled with his ire, caught her off guard as their lush, intertwining tongues created a dizzyingly intoxicating sensation.

Her lips hurt from his biting as he growled in a low, rough voice, "Thank your period, otherwise I’d completely have my way with you today."

His speech in bed was always crude, yet his refined, lazy appearance softened this harshness, turning him from a seemingly genteel gentleman into a marauding beast, while the impression still lingered of him being impeccably suited.

Ye Yan did not dislike this aspect of him.

"It hurts," she protested with her dewy doe eyes.

Fu Xingzhou licked her bruised, swollen lips, as if savoring the taste, "Will you dare to do it again, hmm?"