Transmigrated into a Book and Became a Spoiled Antagonist - Chapter 47
Chapter 47: Take Good Care of Him
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Fu Sichen was about to speak when Mu Hui splashed a glass of cold water on Fu Sichen’s face.
“If you don’t know how to speak properly, I’ll wash your mouth for you. I’m warning you, Fu Siye has a fever and needs to rest. If you continue to chatter, you won’t be splashed with just cold water the next time!”
Fu Sichen was drenched from head to toe. Losing his status in front of so many people made him even angrier.
Fu Sichen gritted his teeth and glared at Mu Hui angrily.
“How dare you splash water on me?”
He wanted to teach the b*tch a lesson, but the image of Mu Hui aiming her gun at him was still vivid in his mind.
Fu Sichen was terrified, but he refused to admit defeat.
“You haven’t even entered the house yet, and you’re already acting like the mistress? What arrogance! Mu Hui, your relationship with Fu Siye hasn’t even been settled yet. Grandfather will never let a woman like you enter the house!”
A smug look flashed across his face as he continued to taunt her, “When the time comes, you’ll have to get out the same way you came!”
Mu Hui suddenly sneered. She grabbed Fu Sichen’s neck and threw him directly onto the wall of the corridor.
She was petite, but her cold and sinister aura enveloped Fu Sichen tightly.
“Are you done?”
Mu Hui clenched her fingers tightly. Fear flashed across Fu Sichen’s eyes. His face flushed red as he desperately tried to grab her hand.
However, her delicate palms were like iron pincers. His face was red as he held his breath. He opened his mouth and breathed with difficulty.
Mu Hui curled her lips into a cold arc and said each word clearly, “What happens to me has nothing to do with you. But I’m not like you. In order to please the Fu family, you lost your surname. I really don’t like to hear anything bad about me coming from your mouth. If there’s a next time…”
She tightened her fingers again. Fu Sichen’s throat made a crack sound as he looked at Mu Hui in horror. His eyes were filled with the fear of death.
“Enough!”
Old Master Fu suddenly appeared in the corridor and shouted, “Let him go!”
Mu Hui glanced at him and gave Fu Sichen a warning look before casually throwing him to the side.
Fu Sichen clutched his throat as he sat on the ground in a sorry state. Tears and snot flowed down his face as he crawled towards Old Master Fu on all fours.
“Grandfather, look at how she dared to commit a crime in front of everyone in the Fu family home!”
Fu Sichen complained in a flustered and exasperated manner, “Mu Hui is just relying on the fact that you owe her a favor. She doesn’t care about us at all! If she continues to be so arrogant, sooner or later, she’ll definitely push her luck. She won’t even listen to you. Sooner or later, the Fu family will be destroyed in her hands!”
Old Master Fu frowned but he did not say anything. Fu Sichen continued to sow discord between them, “She’s so arrogant. Isn’t it all because Fu Siye acquiesced? I’m afraid there’s someone else who wants us all to be kicked out!”
Mu Hui’s gaze turned cold. Just as she was about to retort, she heard Old Master Fu reprimand him mercilessly.
“Shut up! Who is spreading such rumors?”
Under Old Master Fu’s cold and angry gaze, Fu Sichen became very obedient.
“I heard it from others.”
Old Master Fu frowned and snorted coldly. He glared at Fu Sichen and said, “You’re not young anymore. Why are you still listening to what others say? You don’t have any sense of judgment! You’re always listening to the wind and the rain. You’re always acting as a gun for others. When will you become successful?”
Fu Sichen was so embarrassed by the old man’s scolding that he did not dare to speak. Mu Hui’s eyes were filled with curiosity and disbelief.
She had thought that the old man would stand by Fu Sichen’s side without any hesitation, but she did not expect him to speak up for her.
After scolding Fu Sichen, the old man looked at Mu Hui expressionlessly.
Mu Hui only nodded gratefully at him. She then immediately went downstairs to get the servants to prepare porridge for Fu Siye.
Old Master Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Hui’s detailed instructions on what to take note of when preparing the porridge.
He then personally watched her bring the porridge into Fu Siye’s room.
Old Master Fu then muttered unhappily, “You’re quite considerate.”
As soon as Mu Hui entered the room, she bumped into a pair of dark green eyes that seemed to be hiding something.
“You’re awake?”
Fu Siye replied lazily and glanced at the porridge in her hand. He asked, “For me?”
“You have a fever.”
Mu Hui handed the bowl to Fu Siye, but Fu Siye did not take it.
“I’m a patient.”
Mu Hui’s deep eyes were emotionless. She pursed her lips and accepted her fate as she personally served him the porridge.
The two of them went back and forth. There was an indescribable atmosphere surrounding them.
When he was about to take the last mouthful, Fu Siye suddenly leaned forward.
Mu Hui’s eyes widened as she watched Fu Siye’s face gradually enlarge.
He put her index finger into his mouth!
Mu Hui’s fingertips unconsciously touched a soft and slippery object. She retracted her hand abruptly as if she had been electrocuted.
“What are you doing?”
Fu Siye was calm and unruffled as if it was a normal occurrence. He replied, “There’s porridge on your hand.”
