Love Me Harder, Mr. Fu - Chapter 98

“So…you are saying you both are in a relationship?”Shuyin questions in disbelief. She is not ready to believe whatever Junjie has said. She thinks he his messing with her and nothing is going on between the two of them.

Junjie nods again looking at Zichen with those dreamy eyes. Zichen’s jaw flexes and he tries to not reveal his anger. He is just waiting for this to get over so he can kick this idiot’s ass once they are out of people’s sight. Junjie has been holding his hand for the past fifteen minutes and his hands are almost sweaty. Zichen struggles to break from his hold but Junjie begs him to act just for their friendship’s sake.

“I don’t believe you. You are joking right?” the woman half laughs, shaking her head continuously to make herself believe.

“Honey, I know I should have told you about this sooner…..but you have to believe me,” Junjie says in a sad fake tone, gently trying to coax her.

The woman is stubborn and she will not believe until and unless she has any proof about him. “Do Dad and Mom know about it?” she asks. Her father is an old friend of Junjie’s father and so when the two arranging their decision of marriage, since then she started calling Junjie’s parents like her own. His parents were more than happy and they encouraged her to call them from then on.

Junjie shakes his head dissapointingly. “I was afraid…..I couldn’t tell them about us. But now that I have gathered much courage…I will tell them as well. But first I wanted to tell you about this because you should be the one to know about this.” Zichen is on the edge of rolling his eyes and choking right there. He does not have any idea how much he has to be a part of this. The people around them have their eyes on their table and Zichen guesses it won’t be that long that his face will be the cover of the hottest news. He looks around anywhere but at them because he is not good at acting and he does not have any plans of acting either.

“Since when?” she demands. Her voice chokes and she is trying to hold back her tears. Her fingernails are dug inside the soft skin of her thighs as she controls herself.

“About four months” he answers and Zichen coughs. It’s getting a lot dramatic now. The grip on his palm tightens and he looks at Junjie to see him widening his eyes and a forced smile on his face. Zichen shoots him a dirty look.

Shuyin cannot hold it any longer and she starts crying. Zichen feels uncomfortable as her wailing grows louder and people start gossiping about them. “Junjie! Why did you lie to me? Why? I loved you so much yet you…..” she sobs, her tears making lines on her cheeks as they fall. “How can you love him?” her voice grows loud and the people in that restaurant definitely hear her.

“Stop her” Zichen grits slowly in his ear as she wails more and more. He is getting irritated by her voice and he grimaces when her makeup gets mixed up with her tears. Black patch stains under her eyes making her appear like a panda. Junjie tries to calm her down but she isn’t stopping.

“Honey, I am really sorry. Please don’t cry, please” he coaxes her gently. “I know you are hurt but this is the truth.”

She then glares at Zichen. She is with fuming with anger and her whole body is shaking. “You!” she points her index finger at him and Zichen cocks his eyebrow. “How could you? Why did you seduce him, my Junjie?” she accuses.

The whole restaurant is silent and they are more interested in the drama that is going on. Zichen does not know what to say. he is looking at her and the next, narrowing his eyes at Junjie. “I did not seduce him” he states, gritting his teeth. He will choke this guy for sure.

“Honey! He did not do anything. We love each other. We didn’t do anything wrong. I get it you are angry and you have the right to, but I never told you I loved you, did I?” Junjie defends, rising from the seat.

The woman’s eyes widen in fury and she rises from her seat too. “So what you are saying? That I am the third woman?”

“No, that’s not what I said! We weren’t even in a relationship so you cannot accuse me that I cheated you or cannot blame him as well!”

The woman scoffs, “Oh really? Did you forgot our parents already decided on our marriage?”

“I never agreed to that and besides I will marry whom I love” he announces. Junjie too thinks that the plan is going overboard but he wasn’t expecting this dumb woman to yell and cry like an eight-year-old child.

“You are so cruel, Junjie!” Shuyin yells, throwing the glass of drink at his face. People’s gasps highlight and Zichen too is taken aback at what just happen. She takes her handbag and walks out of the restaurant with teary eyes. People start whispering and gossiping and it all focuses on Zichen and Junjie.

Junjie sighs and plops down on the seat. Taking the tissue papers from the body kept on the table, he wipes the sticky liquid off his face. “Man, what a dumb woman” he mutters while wiping his face.

“Done with your drama?” Zichen asks, his anger is at the edge. Tilting his head to his right, Junjie looks to meet his face and the scowl falls from his face. He gulps down the lump from his throat and he knows what is coming next. Black aura radiates from Zichen as he glares at him, his mouth in a thin line and his eyes fixed at him.

Junjie half laughs, fear rolling over him, “Bro…chill. Oh yes, yes, we should be going.” Zichen rises from his seat and as he starts walking, he gives a last look to the people and they drop their eyes from him. His icy gaze can give you shivers. He walks but pauses and turns back, gritting his teeth he says to Junjie, “Do not ever hold my hands ever again, get that?”

Junjie nods continuously, his neck hurting as he nods. They both walk out of the restaurant and goes to where they have parked the car.

“You are dead” Zichen states and sits inside the car. Junjie meekly opens the driver seat door and hops inside. Glancing at Zichen with meek eyes, he fumbles with his car keys. After getting the key correctly, he starts the car and heads to Fu International.

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“I am sorry! Sorry!” Junjie shrieks as the punch come on his face one after another. His face is almost red and he is exhausted. His hair is covered with sweat and his red sleeveless jersey is coated with his sweat as well. Zichen is using him as a boxing bag and Junjie is restrained to lift his arms and fight.

“I don’t think you are,” Zichen says, breathing hard as he keeps on punching him with his boxer gloves. Both the men are sweating profusely but Zichen is not done with his anger and unless he has calmed down, he will keep on beating. The vines on his arms bulge and his muscles flex as he forces his arm and shoots a punch at him.

This isn’t the first time, Junjie is getting beaten up. Junjie has done a lot of stupid things for which he got rewarded like this and still, he didn’t stop doing it again. “Ahh! Bro! I am sorry, really!” he begs, supporting himself with the thick rubber strings of the ring.

After they arrive at the Fu International, Zichen straightway ordered him to meet him at the Gym room. They have been here for almost one and a half hours since then. “Fuck with your sorry. You should have informed me about your plan” Zichen snarls.

“Ahhhh! Sorry! Ouch! Fuck, that hurts!” Only Zichen knows for how long he is going to continue beating the shit out of poor Junjie and no one can save him. “C’mon, man, it’s not a big deal!” he manages to say between Zichen’s punches.

“Zichen scoffs, “You really like my shots, don’t you?” Junjie shakes his head but as he does, his head hurts badly. He should have known what will be the consequences of messing with Fu Zichen.

“Do you want to kill me?” he yells, grunting. Blood spills from his nose and he sniffs as his eyelids become heavy.

Giving him one last punch in his stomach, Zichen gets out of the rings and sits on the nearby black couch. He is breathing hard. Dropping his head down, he tries to control his breathing rate and gets back to normal. He looks up to see Junjie who is lying on the surface, his chest rising and falling.