Jiang Guosheng and others were quite frightened by the scene before them.
"Moxi, come down!" The mask of a smile on Jiang Guosheng's face could no longer hold.
But Jiang Moxi still clung tightly to the man's clothes, even though she knew the man's eyes were nearly seething with icy fragments.
Because that cat was right in front of her.
Squinting its noble blue eyes, it looked at her coldly.
At this moment, the man's harsh voice came to her ears: "Planning to spend New Year's on my leg?"
While he spoke, his breath tantalizingly teased Jiang Moxi's ears, unavoidably causing her to recall his heavy panting while he was buried in her the previous night.
She trembled violently, but still managed to turn her head calmly and said to Fu Youhan, "At most till Qingming Festival. It's still here, I won't come down."
Fu Youhan's mind, disturbed by the scent of cherry blossoms, suddenly recalled the image of a young man.
That young man, afraid of nothing in the world, just like Jiang Moxi, feared small furry animals.
Lost in thought, he once again forgot to push Jiang Moxi off.
At this moment, Jiang Weiwei quickly picked up the cat: "Moxi, I've caught the cat, don't be afraid."
Fu Yiming, with a cold demeanor, finally spoke to Jiang Moxi for the first time today.
"Jiang Moxi, get down now. If my uncle gets hurt because of you, beware I might kill you."
Seeing that the cat was behaving well in Jiang Weiwei's embrace, Jiang Moxi then got off Fu Youhan's leg.
"Sorry, Third Master Fu. Moxi is scared of cats, that's why she intruded upon you," Jiang Guosheng hastily apologized.
Yu Man chastised sharply, "No matter how scared, you shouldn't climb onto an elder's lap! Did your brain get kicked by a donkey? What if you had hurt Third Master Fu?"
Although this man no longer controlled the Fu's corporation, no one could forget his ruthless tactics back then; they were still very afraid of offending him.
Fu Yiming also glared at Jiang Moxi angrily, then asked: "Uncle, are you alright?"
This eyesore really is good for nothing but screwing things up!
Even the first time he brought elders from the Fu Family to visit, he managed to mess things up.
Luckily, his engagement with her has been annulled, otherwise he would be even more irritated now.
"Uncle, how about going to the hospital to check? See if anything was hurt?" Jiang Weiwei also chimed in timely.
Fu Youhan glanced at Jiang Moxi, seeing her lowering her gaze, a look of knowing her mistake yet daring to do it again next time, reminiscent of that young man.
Though he also understood that she ultimately wasn't that young man, his anger mysteriously disappeared.
"Never mind. It didn't hurt."
With his words, everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief.
They scolded Jiang Moxi again, and then courteously welcomed Fu Youhan inside.
Jiang Moxi seized the moment to operate on her computer back in her room, ate a few biscuits, washed off the stickiness from last night in the bathroom, and then slipped out of the house neatly dressed.
But she hadn't walked far when a luxury car slowly pulled up beside Jiang Moxi.
As the rear window slowly rolled down, Jiang Moxi saw Fu Youhan's nearly perfect profile.
"There are no cabs around here, I'll give you a ride."
The man glanced at her, his expression as cold as usual.
Jiang Moxi, remembering that she hadn't apologized to him yet, also got into the car.
As the car started moving forward, Jiang Moxi apologized:
"Uncle, I'm sorry about earlier. I'm really afraid of cats, but the more you ignore that kind of creature, the more it likes to challenge you."
"So you mean, the fault is on that cat?" The man gently stroked the beads on his wrist, his deep voice sending chills.
Jiang Moxi mustered her courage to explain: "Of course, I should take half the responsibility."
"Sharp-tongued!" The man glanced at her coldly, his presence dominating and chilly.
She somewhat regretted having taken the initiative to apologize.
But then, the man asked, "What shampoo do you use?"
His nose was still lingering with the scent of cherry blossoms.
The closer he got, the more he felt the scent was identical to that of the woman.
Jiang Moxi hadn't expected Fu Youhan to bring up this topic. Startled, she turned to face his profound and inscrutable dark pupils.
Jiang Moxi quickly turned her face away: "My shampoo is a very common brand, probably used by many people."
"Is that so?" The man turned back, eyeing the woman.
The limitless darkness in his black eyes filled the car with a suffocating oppressiveness: "So where did you go last night?"