Chapter Ninety-One: What is the most important thing between husband and wife?
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The dramatic, time-traveling soap opera that was unfolding just minutes ago has already come to an end, leaving this family looking like they've been robbed and needing to be cleaned up.
Fu Xiaofan nestled in Fu Hengzhi's arms. She had cried so hard that she couldn't stop, and she was still sobbing and unable to speak clearly.
It was unusual for Zhou Zhou and Fu Hengzhi not to communicate. One was sitting on the sofa holding the child, while the other began to tidy up the messy household items.
Actually, Fu Hengzhi initially planned to clean up himself and not let his wife do these chores, but Fu Xiaofan wouldn't let go of his collar and said in a sweet, childish voice, "Daddy, you seem to have gotten a lot younger~"
"Really?" Fu Hengzhi sat on the sofa with him in his arms, looking at the child's chubby face, and unconsciously reached out to pinch the little face that looked like a soft, white rice cake. "Then what should I be like?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou paused in picking up the wood carving, then continued working, but with even gentler movements, so he could hear the conversation between the 'father and son' on the sofa.
Fu Hengzhi: "Why do you call yourself Xiao Fan?"
Fu Xiaofan: "Because Daddy said that Daddy is a boat, and only with a sail can you go far~"
Zhou Zhou: "..." This is somewhat in line with Fu Hengzhi's naming style.
Fu Xiaofan: "Daddy is the most amazing person I've ever met~ I admire Daddy the most~"
Fu Hengzhi: "Good boy, your dad is amazing too."
Fu Xiaofan: "Dad isn't as amazing as my grandpa~ Dad is only the second person I admire~"
Zhou Zhou: "..." Sycophant.
Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes and continued with his work. He heard Fu Hengzhi start asking Fu Xiaofan how he got here, and then Fu Xiaofan launched into a string of charades. Zhou Zhou was too lazy to listen to any of that, so he focused on tidying up the house.
Everything in the drawers was emptied and thrown on the floor, the wardrobe was ransacked, and even the kitchen was messed up. Zhou Zhou tidied everything up and put it back where it belonged. As he tidied, he wondered to himself if Fu Xiaofan was looking for money or something by making such a mess.
The little thing is small but has quite wild ideas. Zhou Zhou finished tidying up the living room and the kitchen, and then went into the bedroom.
"..." Zhou Zhou looked at the huge family photo hanging above the bed in the master bedroom. The photo framed in gold and white, showed two men and a woman. The couple's faces showed obvious signs of aging. The beautiful memories associated with this photo gradually surfaced in his mind. Looking at his younger self in the photo, Zhou Zhou remembered that this was a family photo taken when he had just been admitted to university.
"Dad, Mom..." After the truth came out, Zhou Zhou felt an indescribable sorrow. He pressed his right hand tightly against the left side of his heart. He was Zhou Zhou, and Zhou Zhou was him. From beginning to end, there was only him.
Fortunately, the complexities of life had diluted the recurring painful memories. Zhou Zhou sat on the edge of the master bedroom bed, his eyes red, and covered his face, sobbing for a while. He dared not cry out loud, afraid that Fu Hengzhi in the living room would hear and worry about him.
After calming down, Zhou Zhou realized that there was actually nothing in the master bedroom that needed tidying up. Fu Xiaofan hadn't touched anything there, and not only that, the dust that should have accumulated on the bedside table had also been wiped clean.
Zhou Zhou went out again and turned into his bedroom. The room was a mess. Zhou Zhou saw that the two drawers under the wardrobe had been opened. He squatted down and found that they were clothes he had kept from when he was a child.
Fortunately, fashion is cyclical. Zhou Zhou picked out a few outfits that fit the current aesthetic, tidied up the other clothes scattered on the floor, and took the few outfits to the living room.
Fu Xiaofan was still standing naked on Fu Hengzhi's lap, gesturing wildly, and the latter seemed quite happy about it.
Zhou Zhou pouted and interrupted their loving father-son moment, saying, "Take these clothes with you, they're quite new and still wearable." As he spoke, he went over and handed the top set of overalls and shorts to Fu Hengzhi.
Fu Hengzhi looked at the clothes in his arms, then at him, and smiled, "Are these your clothes from when you were little?"
“No, I bought it. I bought it for my illegitimate child,” Zhou Zhou said calmly.
"It's okay, I didn't ask clearly at first." Fu Hengzhi knew that the other party was resentful about his outburst into the bathroom earlier. In fact, if things were clear, they would both be victims. Anyone would not be able to stay calm in such a situation, but President Fu was willing to give in to his wife.
He grabbed the other person's wrist, making them sit close to him.
Zhou Zhou knew that this was not the other party's fault. In the end, it was the system that was too busy living a life of luxury and not using its brain. So he didn't make a big deal out of it. Looking at Fu Xiaofan in the other party's arms, he said, "Come on, we're going home. Put your clothes on."
"..." The clothes Fu Xiaofan was wearing were the style he picked out from that drawer. The clothes were created by the system when he transformed into a carbon-based creature based on these styles at the other party's door, but it could only be done once.
Fu Xiaofan frowned, looking at the slightly damp clothes with a troubled expression. He just wanted to wear new clothes, so he bit his lower lip and said pitifully, "Daddy, these clothes smell bad~"
"..." Zhou Zhou had already smelled the clothes when he got them. His room was sunny and well-lit, and not damp, so the smell wasn't too strong. So you're quite picky.
"Put these on first, and Dad will take you to buy new clothes tomorrow." Zhou Zhou held up the clothes, her attitude was clear. Fu Hengzhi hugged Fu Xiaofan and let him put on the clothes himself.
In Mr. Fu's view, his wife is the moon and his children are the stars; how can the stars compete with the moon in brilliance?
Fu Xiaofan reluctantly put on his clothes and, where his good dad couldn't see, made a face at his bad dad.
Zhou Zhou curled the corners of her lips and mouthed something to him.
The meaning is clear: if you provoke me again, you'll continue wearing my hand-me-downs.
Fu Xiaofan has kept quiet for now.
Holding his wife's hand with his left hand and his son in his right arm, President Fu felt that his life was complete and without regrets within just a few hours.
Late at night, thanks to Fu Xiaofan's well-behaved and sensible nature, President Fu continued to enjoy his time alone with his wife. After turning off the lights and getting into bed, Fu Hengzhi hugged Zhou Zhou and said, "He's truly my son. He's so sensible. He's so old and already knows how to sleep alone."
"Yeah, haha." Zhou Zhou smiled, forcing a smirk.
Fu Hengzhi felt that his smile was perhaps too forced, so he touched his face and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Zhou pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "So much has happened, I have a...unreal feeling."
Fu Hengzhi fell silent upon hearing this. It truly felt like a dream. He had come looking for his wife, only to find that she already had a son. This saved him from the most challenging period for newlyweds: the infancy stage. The only problem was figuring out how to explain it to his family.
He didn't dare to use the fantastical explanation that he, at twenty-six, and Zhou, at twenty-five, could have a four-year-old child, fearing his parents wouldn't accept it. Besides, his grandparents were coming tomorrow, and they couldn't afford to be upset at their age.
A silence fell between them. Zhou Zhou turned over, closed his eyes, and said, giving up on thinking, "Let's go to sleep."
"Baby." Fu Hengzhi had no idea that the other person had experienced far more than himself. He hugged Zhou Zhou from behind, pressing his chest tightly against the other person's back, and whispered in his ear, "Can you feel it? It's beating."
Zhou Zhou opened her eyes, rolled over in the other person's arms, and looked at him.
Fu Hengzhi took his hand and pressed it against his heart, slowly saying, "I'll explain to Mom and Dad. It's not untrue, we're all the same... I'll always be your truth." The last sentence was so cheesy that even President Fu's face involuntarily turned red when he said it.
"..."
"If it's true, it's true. If you're going to talk about something, just talk about it. Don't touch me like that."
I'm afraid you won't feel it.
"I can feel it... the child is still next door!"
"It's alright, he's too young to hear."
The room was filled with a warm and intimate atmosphere again. The last time the two of them were intimate was before Zhou Zhou was injured. Fu Hengzhi had been holding back for too long and was easily unable to control himself when he finally released Zhou Zhou, leaving her exhausted and with a sore back.
Zhou Zhou lay languidly on the other's strong arm, almost falling asleep, when she suddenly remembered something and casually asked, "I was in a hurry to leave and forgot to leave you a note. When you called, my phone was in the living room and I was in the bathroom. How did you find me?"
"..." Fu Hengzhi paused for a moment while massaging the other's lower back, but quickly continued massaging it. He said in a serious tone, "I just knew it. We husband and wife are in sync."
"..." The other person said the same thing last time, that he and his phone number were destined to be together. Zhou Zhou sensed something was wrong, sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, stared at him and said, "Tell the truth, or if I find out anything else, you can go sleep next door with Fu Xiaofan from now on."
"..." Fu Hengzhi stood up and hugged him, his voice muffled as he said, "Baby, you have no idea how scared I was when you were in trouble, how scared I was of losing you..."
“I always make you worry, and I feel bad too…” Zhou Zhou couldn’t bear to see him like this, so she reached out to hug him back.
"...So I installed a location tracking system on your new phone."
"It's not comfortable... Set a tracking device?!" Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou's hand, which was holding the other person's, stopped in mid-air.
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"Daddy? What brings you here?"
"Daddy was worried you'd be scared at night, so I came to keep you company."
[Author's note: Fu Hengzhi: It's alright, the child can't hear.]
Fu Xiaofan: I can hear you.
Zhou Zhou questioned: "You installed a tracking device on me?! What's the most important thing between a husband and wife?!"
Fu Hengzhi: [Dare not speak].jpg
Chapter Ninety-Two You guys hid really well
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Zhou Zhou woke up early, staring at the ceiling with sleepy eyes. He fumbled around on the bedside table for a while, then picked up his phone and glanced at the time.
It was only a little past six o'clock. According to his usual wake-up time, he could have slept for another round. He put down his phone, turned over, and put his forearm on the empty pillow next to him. He was in a daze for a while before he remembered where the person next to him was.
Last night, Fu Hengzhi confessed that his new phone had not only been equipped with a location tracking device, but also with a short-range eavesdropping technology. He was so angry that he sent Fu Hengzhi to the next room to keep Fu Xiaofan company. Normally, Fu Hengzhi would have climbed back into bed in the middle of the night.
Zhou Zhou rubbed his temples. His head was throbbing and his eyelids were heavy. He hadn't slept well last night because of what happened yesterday. When he lay down and closed his eyes, his mind started replaying all sorts of messy memories from the past, and he couldn't fall asleep until late at night.
Zhou Zhou had planned to continue sleeping, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she remembered something. So she supported her tired body and got out of bed to wash up. She looked a little haggard in the mirror, with a bit of stubble on her chin. She shaved the stubble with some foam and felt a little more refreshed after washing up.
When Zhou Zhou opened the bedroom door, all was quiet. Usually, there would be some activity in the villa at this time. He quietly closed the door and then quietly opened the door to the guest room next door. The room was peaceful and serene. From the doorway, he could see the sleeping figures of the father and son, and there was a strange sense of tranquility. Zhou Zhou did not go in, but gently closed the guest room door, intending to let the father and son sleep a little longer.
Zhou Zhou went downstairs to the kitchen and found an apron on the coat rack by the kitchen door, which she tied on.
It was too late when they got back from the Zhou family's old house last night. The two of them had forgotten about who would cook the meals after Aunt Feng left. If it were before, it would be fine. He could help with the meals when she was writing at home. But the opening ceremony is the day after tomorrow, and they will most likely be staying on the set after that.
"Tsk." Zhou Zhou put the frying pan on the gas stove, patted his forehead. Right, he'd be spending a lot of time on set the day after tomorrow. Fu Hengzhi was going to the company, so what would happen to Fu Xiaofan? Kindergarten was already on summer vacation. Although Fu Xiaofan was somewhat self-sufficient, leaving a four-year-old at home was too strange. Fu Hengzhi definitely wouldn't allow it.
The people in the kitchen were preoccupied with their own thoughts as they started making breakfast, while President Fu and Fu Xiaofan in the guest room on the second floor had just woken up.
President Fu sat up from the two-by-two bed, looked at the layout of the room, pressed his temples, and realized he had miscalculated. He had planned to take a short nap in the guest room and sneak back after his wife fell asleep, but he was too busy with work during the day and too tired. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He hadn't seen his wife after a beautiful day, nor had he received her good morning kiss. President Fu was clearly disappointed.
"Good morning, Daddy~" Fu Xiaofan quickly adapted to the human way of life. Although not sleeping or eating did not have any real impact on him, sufficient sleep and delicious food made him happy.
President Fu looked at the 'miniature Zhou Zhou' and, out of affection for him, patted Fu Xiaofan on the head, saying in a deep but gentle voice, "Good morning, get up quickly."
Fu Hengzhi took Fu Xiaofan back to the bedroom to wash up. Before opening the door, he gestured for his son to be quiet, afraid that the child would disturb the person in bed. However, when he opened the door, he found that the blankets on the bed were neatly folded. He thought the person was washing up, but there was no one in the bathroom.
Worried that his wife had disappeared again, President Fu strode out of the bedroom and called out from the second-floor railing, "Zhou Zhou!"
"Huh?" Zhou Zhou had just finished plating the three breakfasts and brought them to the dining room when she heard a call coming from the second floor. She shouted back, "What's wrong?"
"..." President Fu, who had thought the person was missing, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Good morning, baby."
Just as Fu Xiaofan walked up to Fu Hengzhi and was about to ask where she put her toothbrush, she rolled her eyes at his words: "..." You're so cheesy.
Breakfast was made up of ingredients that Aunt Feng had left in the kitchen: sandwiches with milk, a simple Western-style breakfast. The ingredients were simple, but the presentation was good and the portions were large. Fu Hengzhi was surprised when he sat down at the table.
"By the way, I'm going to the film set the day after tomorrow. Who will look after Xiao Fan?" Zhou Zhou asked Fu Hengzhi after the meal, looking at Fu Xiao Fan who was still drinking milk with gusto.
"What are you going to the film set for?" Fu Hengzhi noticed first that the other person said he was going to the film set. He didn't know that Zhou Zhou was an editor, and thought that the other person was going to visit the set again. He frowned and said softly, "Something happened when I went to the film set last time."
“This is work,” Zhou Zhou explained the situation to him directly.
Fu Hengzhi knew what was more important and what wasn't. He knew the other person was there for work and not to visit the set, so his expression softened considerably. However, he still couldn't help but remind him, "Take care of yourself... Call me if anything happens."
"Don't worry, the entire crew this time is under YueDong's control. Based on what happened last time, Liu Zong's men are very polite to me."