Today is Suitable for Sweetness

Chapter 9: Listen to a heartbeat.

As soon as she saw him, she rushed towards him joyfully, like a bee to honey.

It seems that Fu Chenyan’s heart is about to be filled by the person in his arms, as if he came back early from the social engagements just for this moment.

He embraced her slender waist, which fit perfectly in his grip, and couldn’t help but tighten it slightly, wanting her to come closer to him.

“Husband, you’re finally back. I missed you so much.” She looked up at him, her tone sweet and coquettish.

There was a faint fragrance on her body, like the scent of orange blossoms after rain, vibrant and fresh.

Fu Chenyan: “Did you take a shower?”

Ling Tian hesitated for a moment, feeling guilty. “The wounds have scabbed over, so it’s okay to get them wet.”

Fu Chenyan spoke in a gentle tone, “Let me take a look at your injuries.”

Ling Tian came out of his embrace and extended a pale and tender arm in front of him.

The small abrasion on her forearm had already formed a thin scab, and the other arm was the same. Judging from the situation, it would take less than two days for the scabs to fall off.

Ling Tian obediently sat down again and let Fu Chenyan examine the wound on her leg. The silky hem of her nightgown lifted above her knees, making the bruise on her skin stand out against its snow-like complexion.

Fu Chenyan half-knelt in front of her, gently stroking her knee with his large hand, his eyes slightly lowered, and all his emotions hidden beneath his eyelashes.

How terrifying must it be in the midst of traffic, just moments before being hit by a car? With her delicate and tender flesh, how painful would it be when the car hits her?

He was remorseful, wondering why it was his car that hit her, causing her such pain and suffering. Yet, he was also grateful that it was his car that hit her.

Otherwise, where would she be now, in whose embrace, calling someone else her husband?

His palm was warm and dry, as if gently stroking her tender heart, feeling his tenderness. Her voice was filled with coquetry, “Husband, my knee hurts.”

Fu Chenyan paused for a moment, then lowered his head and gently kissed her bruised knee.

“Does it still hurt?”

The soft touch on her knee caused a slight curl of her lips. “Husband, is it that wherever I say it hurts, you kiss that spot?”

Fu Chenyan raised his gaze and asked warmly, “Where else does it hurt?”

Ling Tian blinked her eyes, and clear ripples spread in the depths of her eyes, gently shaking her head. “No, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

When she’s in pain, he will empathize with her.

She didn’t know why, but from the moment she woke up in the hospital and saw Fu Chenyan, she had a strange feeling in her heart. She didn’t think being hit by a car was a very unlucky thing; instead, she was surrounded by a strong sense of happiness.

Fu Chenyan got up and brought the bird’s nest that was placed on the table to Ling Tian.

“Thank you, husband,” Ling Tian said as she took the bird’s nest soup and delicately scooped it with a porcelain spoon, eating it in small bites.

Fu Chenyan didn’t leave; he sat down beside her, leaning against the sofa with his legs crossed, silently watching her.

Gradually, his gaze shifted from her chewing mouth to her chin, then slid down to her collarbone, and further down…

The neckline of her camisole nightgown was a bit low, with soft and full contours.

Unconsciously, he thought about what she had said in his office earlier that morning.

Fu Chenyan absentmindedly withdrew his gaze and looked down at his phone.

Soon, Ling Tian finished eating the bird’s nest soup and ran into the wardrobe. When she came out, she carried the bag she had bought earlier that day.

“Husband, look at this bag I bought today with your card. Is it nice?”

“It’s nice,” Fu Chenyan nodded, his words filled with admiration. “It looks good on you when you carry it.”

Her joy multiplied instantly due to his praise, and her liking for the new bag doubled.

She put the bag back in the wardrobe and then peeked her head out from the wardrobe, looking at Fu Chenyan. “Husband, come here for a moment.”

Fu Chenyan glanced at her and got up, walking over to her.

Ling Tian stood behind the door, waiting for him to come over, and then pulled him into the cloakroom.

Her thin back leaned against the door, her ears slightly red, and her beautiful eyes looked at him, their pupils shimmering like water.

Fu Chenyan locked eyes with her, “What’s wrong?”

Ling Tian placed one hand on her chest and said, “Husband, you don’t actually want to see my heart, but can’t I take it out for you to see?”

Fu Chenyan’s gaze fell on her hand pressed against her chest, his tone unclear. “So?”

“So, you can listen…,” Ling Tian blushed on her cheeks, “My heart beats for you. You can make it calm or you can make it chaotic, but it doesn’t listen to me at all.”

“Is that so?” Fu Chenyan’s eyes deepened, his voice slightly lower. “How can I listen?”

“Of course, you can listen with your ears, so that you can hear it more clearly…,” Ling Tian paused, “Can you please close your eyes first?”

Make him listen more clearly?

The man’s gaze couldn’t help but sweep across her slender shoulder strap, with a hint of darkness in his eyes.

“Alright.” He closed his eyes.

In front of him was pitch-black darkness, and he could hear the rustling sound of fabric brushing against each other in his ears.

The temperature in the cloakroom seems to be rising, and Fu Chenyan feels a bit stuffy. He raises his hand and unbuttons a button on his shirt collar.

After a moment, a soft and gentle voice falls into his ears, “Husband, lower your head.”

Fu Chenyan pauses for two seconds, slowly lowers his head, but doesn’t touch anything.

Ling Tian’s tender voice says, “Lower a bit more, you’re too tall.”

Faintly smelling the fragrance of the girl, a surge of desire rises in the man’s heart. His Adam’s apple rolls slightly, and he complies.

Then, a pair of warm and soft hands reach over and stuff something into his ears separately.

He opens his eyes and sees Ling Tian still wearing the tea-pink nightgown, but there’s an additional stethoscope around his neck.

Ling Tian’s eyes are clear, “You can use this to listen, and you’ll hear more clearly. I bought it specially for you today.”

Fu Chenyan: “…”

She truly is a thoughtful little sweetheart.

“Husband, can you hear it?” Ling Tian holds the metal earpiece and presses it against her own heart. She has tried it herself in advance, and the sound pickup effect of this stethoscope is very good.

“Thump, thump”…

Her heartbeat resounded clearly in Fu Chenyan’s ears as he looked at her, his eyes filled with deep and shallow emotions.

“I heard it, the heart rate is normal.”

He suddenly took a half step forward, getting closer to her. “Didn’t you say I could make it go wild?”

The mature male voice was deep and mellow like wine, with a magnetic quality, falling upon her ear, causing Ling Tian’s heartbeat to inexplicably quicken. She whispered softly, “Now, it has already started to go wild.”

“Not enough.” Fu Chenyan held her hand that was holding the stethoscope. “Give it to me.”

Ling Tian released her hand in a daze, and the stethoscope was snatched away by him.

His clearly defined large hand held the stethoscope and pressed it against her chest himself.

Ling Tian couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

The stethoscope was made of cold metal, but at this moment, it gradually transformed into a ball of fire, burning and spreading on Ling Tian’s chest.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Her heartbeat became faster and heavier with each passing moment.

“Tian Tian, your heart is beating so fast now.” Fu Chenyan lowered his head, his thin lips approaching her ear. “I really like it.”

His hot and humid breath lightly sprinkled on her sensitive earlobes.

A rush of warmth surged to Ling Tian’s cheeks, making her ears turn red, and her heartbeat quickened. She said somewhat awkwardly, “Husband, I also want to hear your heartbeat…”

Fu Chenyan replied, “Okay.”

He took off the stethoscope, and as Ling Tian reached out to take it, Fu Chenyan threw it to the side on the floor. “You don’t need this, just listen directly.”

He pulled Ling Tian into his embrace, holding her head and pressing her ears against his chest.

“Tian Tian, this is how you listen to a heartbeat.”

Thump, thump, thump… The man’s heartbeat was strong and powerful, like sparks igniting in Ling Tian’s heart, causing her chest to feel scorching hot.

She reached out and hugged Fu Chenyan’s waist, catching a scent of cold sandalwood mixed with hormones, which intoxicated her.

Fu Chenyan asked, “Do you want to hear it more clearly?”

Ling Tian looked up and saw him starting to unbutton his shirt. She was taken aback and quickly blushed, shaking her head. “No, it’s already clear enough. I… I’m tired and want to sleep.”

Fu Chenyan chuckled softly, cupped her face, and gently kissed her lips. “Tian Tian, goodnight.”

. . . . .

The next day, at the Wolong Lake Golf Course.

The weather continued to be clear and sunny, with lush green grass on the field and clouds floating in the blue sky.

Today, the people playing golf together are all big shots in the business circle.

Except for Fu Chenyan and his friend, Zhou Liang, everyone else brought their female companions. These women had different body shapes, some plump and some slim, each with their own charm. Among them, one was a popular rising star in the entertainment industry.

Fu Chenyan was dressed in a black polo shirt, and his overly superior long legs and perfect waistline captured the attention of the opposite sex present.

However, Fu Chenyan’s gaze was extremely cold, and he didn’t even spare a glance at those women.

The rumors about him not being interested in women had been circulating in the industry for a long time. But no matter his social status or physical appearance, he was too outstanding, so there were always some women who couldn’t resist wanting to give it a try.

Just in case they could really climb up this big tree, they would soar to great heights in the future.

Ye Yasu, the popular rising star, was one of those women who overestimated her charm.

Accustomed to being adored by fans, she inevitably became a bit conceited and believed that her looks were extraordinary. Even if Fu Chenyan didn’t fall for her, he would definitely take a few more glances at her.

How could she miss the opportunity to get close to this big shot today?

Ye Yasu gracefully approached Fu Chenyan, her eyes filled with seduction, and her voice sweetly said, “President Fu, you play so well. I’m not very good at golf. Can you teach me?”

She was wearing a body-hugging skirt that accentuated her figure, and she even wore high heels. It was obvious that she wasn’t here to play golf but to cozy up to a wealthy benefactor.

Fu Chenyan seemed oblivious, calculating distance and slope, adjusting the amplitude and intensity of his swing, and finally swinging, landing the ball on the green.

Ye Yasu, feeling ignored, clapped enthusiastically, “Wow! President Fu, you’re amazing!”

Fu Chenyan’s expression turned gloomy as he turned to Assistant Yu beside him and asked, “Who brought her here?”

Assistant Yu glanced at Ye Yasu and whispered, “It was President Liu.”

“Send her away,” Fu Chenyan said in a cold voice, devoid of any warmth.

Ye Yasu didn’t expect him to be so merciless. Her face turned pale, and she quickly apologized, “President Fu, I don’t know what I did to upset you. It was thoughtless of me. I apologize, I’m sorry!”

Fu Chenyan cast a cold glance at Assistant Yu.

Assistant Yu quickly stepped forward, giving a polite yet heartless smile to Ye Yasu, “Miss Ye, I’m sorry to ask, but please leave now. Otherwise, being escorted out by the bodyguards wouldn’t be very dignified.”

Ye Yasu felt embarrassed and finally realized that Fu Chenyan’s indifference towards women was not just a facade. She regretted her actions and knew that she had offended this influential figure in the industry. She realized that she would never be able to climb up the social ladder in the capital’s elite circles.

If she didn’t know how to be tactful, she might not even survive in the entertainment industry.

“I’m sorry, President Fu. I’ll leave immediately,” Ye Yasu left in a disheveled manner, taking a few steps before seeming to twist her foot, but she didn’t dare linger.

The other women who had been observing the situation exchanged glances, instantly dispelling any inappropriate thoughts they had about Fu Chenyan.

The sky is very blue, and the clouds are as white as snow. Among them, there is one cloud shaped like a huge heart.

Fu Chenyan happened to see it unintentionally, and his gaze froze. He looked up at the heart-shaped cloud for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and smiled faintly.

Zhou Liang went to the restroom and came back. He happened to catch the slight curve of Fu Chenyan’s lips and raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Ah Yan, why are you suddenly smiling? It’s as if you’ve been possessed.”