Chapter Thirty-Three: Brother-in-law, You Smell Nice

"Don't underestimate others," Fu Yong smiled. "When I was sixteen, I…" He stopped talking halfway through the sentence.

"Go on, what happened when you were sixteen?" Hua Tang looked up at him.

When he was sixteen, the three major business schools in the world fought to have him attend their institutes. He was the heir to whom the Fu family placed high hopes. If he hadn't been schemed against later, he would have taken control of the Fu Corporation long ago. 

Now, facing Hua Tang's questioning gaze, he only smiled.

As Hua Tang regarded his silence, a thought flashed through her mind. 

'Don't tell me he met his first love who he regretted being unable to be with when he was sixteen?!'

It was said that a man would never forget his first love. He was pretty excited when he brought up his younger days but then he stopped halfway. It was obviously something he didn't want her to know… Other than his first love, there was no other explanation.

A trace of loneliness flashed through Hua Tang's eyes. Since he didn't want to tell her, she wouldn't ask any more questions. 

However, this matter still left a mark on Hua Tang's heart. 

She silently walked back to the bedroom and changed the bedsheets. Then, she took out a blanket and laid it on the sofa.

Fu Yong suddenly felt something was wrong and asked, "Why did you put the blanket on the sofa again?"

"What else do you expect me to do?" Hua Tang turned to look at him.

Fu Yong tried his best to restrain himself and keep his expression calm. "Didn't you say that I could sleep in the bedroom tonight? We…"

"My brother has already been beaten up to such a state, and you're still in the mood for…" Hua Tang glared at him. Added to the fact she was angered by the matter of his 'first love' just now, her attitude got even worse. 

"Zhiyuan definitely can't go back tonight. If I don't take him in, are you going to let him sleep on the streets?"

Fu Yong didn't know that Hua Tang misunderstood, and her thoughts had come to a twisted conclusion. He only felt that her attitude had changed… a little too quickly.

"You and Zhiyuan will sleep in the room tonight. I'll take the sofa," Hua Tang said calmly.

"But there's only one bed in the room!" Fu Yong cried.

"It's enough for the two of you to sleep in." Hua Tang stuffed a pillow into his hands. "While you're at it, the two of you can have a good talk about 'things that men only share with each other!'"

Fu Yong was speechless and took a few deep breaths. In the meantime, Hua Tang had already called Wei Zhiyuan back from the balcony to wash up and rest.

While Fu Yong was a little reluctant, Wei Zhiyuan, on the other hand, followed her orders. He went straight to the bedroom and laid on the bed.

Fu Yong could only brace himself and walk in. Since they married, this was the first time he had slept on the bed in the bedroom, but a man was lying beside him! The hour or so in the bathroom was all in vain!

Wei Zhiyuan heard his brother-in-law toss and turn in bed. Since he also had trouble falling asleep, he sat up and leaned against the headboard to chat with his brother-in-law, "Mu Chi, don't you think I'm pretty useless? I'm always bullied."

Wei Zhiyuan had a kind heart and excellent academic results, but because of his family, he always felt inferior and had little self-esteem. He didn't dare raise his head no matter what he did. 

When Wei Zhiyuan first saw Mu Chi, he was afraid of him. However, when Mu Chi called him to the balcony, he patiently asked him about his troubles and gave counsel. Mu Chi even offered to help him get revenge... Wei Zhiyuan suddenly felt that this stern-looking man was very reliable.

"Mu Chi, you're right. People should be self-reliant," he said in a low voice. "I want to learn from you and protect my sister and mother in the future."

Fu Yong's back was facing him, and he remained silent.

Wei Zhiyuan leaned closer to look at him. "Mu Chi, why aren't you saying anything? Are you not used to having someone other than my sister lying beside you?"

Fu Yong snorted coldly in his heart, 'Well, duh!'

However, he still forced out the sentence, "No, I'm fine."

"That's good," Wei Zhiyuan smiled foolishly. "I'm really sorry for disturbing both of you tonight… I didn't want to trouble my sister, but I was beaten up. My body ached, and so did my heart. Aside from my sister, I don't know where else to go… Mu Chi, you don't blame me, right?"

"I don't." Fu Yong closed his eyes tightly and prayed that his brother-in-law would stop talking.

"Mu Chi?" Wei Zhiyuan sniffed and wrinkled his nose. "Hey, Mu Chi, that smell came from you. What did you put on? It smells so nice!"

Fu Yong was speechless.

"Do you usually wear such a nice fragrance?" Wei Zhiyuan asked sincerely.

Fu Yong growled, "Shut up and go to sleep!"

That night, Hua Tang did not sleep due to a couple of thoughts plaguing her. One, she was worried about Wei Zhiyuan; second, she was troubled by Mu Chi's 'first love.' She only just fell asleep when it was almost dawn. 

However, she was woken up by a sound not long after. She opened her eyes and saw that Mu Chi had already changed his clothes and was ready to go out. Wei Zhiyuan had also packed his bag…