Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Fu Yuchu looked at him in a daze and couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong? Do you like me?"

"I don't."

He Wenfu's eyes were a little evasive. For thousands of years, no one had ever taught him what liking something was.

"If you don't come downstairs, what are you two doing here?"

The arrival of Master He broke this harmony.

He leaned slightly against the wall, raised his eyebrows, and saw the two people in front of him who were ambiguous.

Fu Yuchu looked at him with extremely resentful eyes.

Master He felt the wolf-like gaze and chose to ignore it.

Fu Yuchu turned around, grabbed Master He and walked downstairs.

After the two men completely faded from He Wenfu's sight, Fu Yuchu directly punched Master He on the shoulder.

"Hey, what?"

Master He cried out in pain.

"Why do you interrupt me every time?"

"This is only the second time, okay?"

He gently rubbed the part that had just been hit and looked up at Fu Yuchu.

"You like him that much?"

Master He spoke again, and the "he" he was naturally referring to was He Wenfu.

When Fu Yuchu heard his name, his eyes suddenly became gentle: "Yes, I like him. No one else can make me fall in love with him."

"why?"

"Because he is He Wenfu, I like every look of him."

"Ok."

Master He spread his hands, then approached Fu Yuchu gently as if he had thought of something: "Then I will help you chase him."

"How to help?"

Fu Yuchu raised his eyebrows slightly, clasped his arms, and leaned his body gently on the golden handrail of the stairs.

Master He approached him and whispered in his ear.

Only the two of them could hear this sound.

The banquet officially begins——

He Wenfu then put down his official duties, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

At this time, the banquet hall was already full of people.

He Wenfu noticed Fu Yuchu, who was standing in the crowd shining brightly, at first sight. It was as if he had magic power, and He Wenfu's eyes could not leave him.

After Fu Yuchu finished chatting with an elder in front of him, he raised his eyes and met his gaze.

With a slight curl of her lips, she looked like a captivating enchantress.

He Wenfu quickly turned his eyes away and slowly walked downstairs.

As soon as He Yuanbo saw He Wenfu coming down the stairs, he immediately walked over and pulled him to a small platform in the center.

There is a microphone in front of the stage.

He Yuanbo shouted to the crowd: "Please stop for a moment and listen to me."

The whole place fell silent in an instant.

He Yuanbo stood on the stage and spoke in a calm and leisurely manner, introducing He Wenfu to everyone using the speech he had prepared in advance.

Most of the eyes in the audience were focused on He Yuanbo.

But there was one person who wasn't.

Fu Yuchu's gaze always stayed on He Wenfu.

Finished.

The banquet hall began to become lively again.

He Wenfu stood beside Master He and received guests together. He didn't know why Master He always led him to Fu Yuchu's side intentionally or unintentionally.

Suddenly, a girl wearing a black dress and with long hair down to her waist walked up to Fu Yuchu and stopped. "Hello, Master Fu, would you be able to dance with me tonight?"

The girl's eyes were full of smiles, and her beautiful and delicate face was particularly dazzling under the light.

Fu Yuchu wanted to refuse, but he suddenly saw He Wenfu looking at him from the corner of his eye, and the words that Master He had just said to him emerged in his mind.

He extended his hand, bowed slightly and made a very gentlemanly gesture: "Of course, miss, it's my honor."

When the girl saw that he agreed, a blush appeared on her face. She stretched out her slender white hand into Fu Yuchu's hand, and the two of them walked to the center of the dance floor together.

In an instant, they became the focus of the whole audience.

As He Wenfu listened to the guests speaking their matching words, a gloom suddenly flashed across his eyes, and the only remaining hypocritical smile on his face faded away.

He walked behind Master He.

"Brother, it's boring here. I'm going to go out for a walk."

Master He pretended to know nothing, and asked with a concerned expression, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I just want to go out for some fresh air."

"Then I will accompany you."

"Ah."

After saying that, the two of them walked out the door.

Master He turned around and winked at Fu Yuchu who was dancing.

The plan was successful.

He Wenfu walked in the yard, feeling the cold wind, and let out a long sigh.

"Brother, when you blush when you see someone, it means you are afraid to see him, but you also want to see him. What is this?"

Master He listened to his doubts, and the usual nonchalant expression on his face was gone.

Instead, there is a steadiness that comes from his brother.

Teacher He gently raised his hand and touched He Wenfu's head, just like when they were little: "Silly brother, you are afraid to see him but you also want to see him, what is this, this is love."

He Wenfu didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"I feel the same way towards your sister-in-law. I felt the same way when I first met him. You are talking about Fu Yuchu, right?"

He Wenfu was silent for a while, then nodded: "Does that mean I like him? But he's just an NPC."

Master He raised his hand and tapped the back of his head gently: "Why is there still racial discrimination?

"It's not racial discrimination." He Wenfu retorted.

"NPC is NPC. Your sister-in-law was just a tasker before, and so was Xiao Xier. But you can share your soul."

He Wenfu listened to the term and searched frantically in his mind before he remembered its meaning.

As the name suggests, sharing of the soul means sharing God's own soul with his lover, thus achieving eternal symbiosis between the two parties.

However, successfully completing soul sharing is not as simple as imagined, and there are certain risks.

Master He looked at his appearance and spoke again: "You have always been cold since you were a child. What charm does he have that could attract you?"

He raised his hand and patted He Wenfu on the shoulder: "If you like someone, you should admit it generously. If you miss it, you won't be able to meet her next time."

He Wenfu seemed to understand and figured it out. He nodded firmly with a relaxed smile on his face: "Okay, brother."

"what are you guys saying?"

Shen Xi's voice suddenly sounded behind them.

But neither of them was scared, after all, they were so familiar with this voice.

Master He turned his head and looked directly at Shen Xi, then suddenly burst into laughter, as if trying to cover up something with his laughter.

"Stop laughing. I heard something about soul sharing. Who has a crush on whom?"

Shen Xi looked between Master He and He Wenfu with a gossipy look.

Finally, after being watched by him for two or three minutes

He Wenfu couldn't stand the pressure and told everything.

After Shen Xi heard this, a gratified smile appeared on his face: "Not bad, you have finally found a home after all these years. Since you like her, then chase her to the end!"