Chapter 608: Young Master Fu Can Hear Thoughts Again! 24

Fu Muci saw Jin Chen running toward him, retreated half a step, stared at him, lips pressed tight, and only asked one sentence.

Will you leave?

No.

Jin Chen stopped three steps away from him, his tone solemn.

Now there are exactly five people in the living room.

He didn't know how much of the Young Master Fu's thoughts the young master had just overheard, but for now… it wasn't a bad thing.

Really?

Really.

Jin Chen tried to step forward again, reaching out to take Fu Muci's hand, but he grabbed it first and pulled it away with great force.

His slightly frail body blocked Jin Chen, Fu Muci stared fixedly at everyone downstairs, finally settling on Fu Zhenhua.

If you let him go, I'll kill myself.

His tone was so icy it didn't even seem like he was speaking to his father.

Fu Zhenhua was frightened by his words, the anger on his face faded considerably, shocked and fearful.

Fu Muci! Do you know what you're saying?

Jin Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling feeling in his chest, embraced his Young Master Fu, and said, "I'll handle it well, you go upstairs to rest obediently, okay?"

No.

Fu Muci did not reject this embrace, leaned into it a bit, stubbornly shook his head; he had never fiercely fought for anything before, but today he could not yield……

The others, frightened by his actions, finally came to their senses; Xu Li collapsed, her voice agitated.

Mu Ci! How can you speak to your father like that! He raised you to this age, could he still not compare to Jin Chen?

The couple leaned on each other, their attitude toward Fu Muci was extremely chilling.

Fei Yao also joined in advising, his words full of disagreement.

Mu Ci, you can't say that, he……

Shut up.

Fu Muci coldly interrupted; although his arms trembled and his eyes reddened, he did not retreat in the slightest.

It has nothing to do with you.

I don't want him to leave, Father……

……You!

Fu Zhenhua's eyes immediately reddened; he couldn't remember how long it had been since he last heard the term 'Father,' nor how long since he'd properly spoken to his son.

He never expected that, for the first time in nearly two years, it would be because his son wanted to plead for someone else.

He rubbed his face; the usual strategist Chief Executive Officer now appeared utterly at a loss.

If you don't want him to leave, you can talk nicely; don't threaten Father with suicide.

Looking at Fu Zhenhua like that, Fu Muci still wanted to say something, but his throat felt blocked; he turned his head toward Jin Chen, somewhat bewildered.

Shall we go down? Jin Chen asked.

Hmm……

Fu Muci nodded, glanced at that professor he had never seen before, still a little afraid, quietly hid in Jin Chen's embrace and walked downstairs.

But when facing Xu Li, who wanted to come over, he kept stepping back several paces.

Mu Ci……?

Xu Li stood frozen, "You really don't want to stay with Mother, do you?"

……

Fu Muci pressed his lips shut, unable to articulate his strange feeling, yet he persisted in going around her to stand beside Fu Zhenhua.

"Father." He called out again.

Keep Jin Chen.

Fei Yao saw the situation and felt today's plan would fail again, quickly gesturing to Professor Zeng beside him.

He stepped forward, warm and kind, "Young Master Fu, it's just a change of psychologist; you may not realize that your feelings for Jin Chen are merely a sense of security dependence in psychology."

If you separate from him for a few days, this feeling will naturally decrease greatly.

Fu Muci glanced at Professor Zeng, waited a second.

【If I can't stay today as Young Master Fu's psychologist, Fei Yao's money might not be obtainable……】

He snorted coldly, picked up the shards of the porcelain bottle on the ground, and threw them at Professor Zeng.

Get lost!

Professor Zeng: ……

【What a temper! No manners at all!】

Fu Muci treated everyone he disliked equally, and threw another piece at Fei Yao.

He felt for the first time that not hearing Fei Yao's thoughts was a bad thing.

Mu Ci! Don't mess around!

Xu Li somewhat forcefully snatched the remaining shards from his hand, afraid of scratching herself, and quickly threw them away.

She turned fierce; Fu Muci seemed really frightened, reflexively stepped back, shrank into Jin Chen's embrace, and timidly stared at her.

You are the young master of the Fu Family; even if you're ill, you don't deserve just an ordinary psychologist like Jin Chen.

When it gets out, how will others view your father?

Jin Chen: ……

【Do I deserve my wife? You say it!】

He finally couldn't hold back, his voice turned ice-cold to the extreme.

Madam Fu, if you want to provoke the young master into needing hospital treatment, you don't need such a roundabout method.

I just said I would show Mr. Fu a video, and you suddenly kicked up a fuss; you should also go see a psychiatrist.

Jin Chen pushed his glasses up, his sharp gaze swept over Xu Li, Fei Yao behind her, and Professor Zeng.

I think Professor Zeng would be quite suitable.

He wrapped one arm around Fu Muci, who had suddenly gone quiet in his embrace, and handed the phone's video to Fu Zhenhua.

It was precisely the video of Fei Yao arranging to meet Jin Chen at the café.

The phone's volume was just right for everyone to hear clearly.

Fei Yao's face instantly darkened, he stared at Jin Chen in disbelief.

How could that be! He clearly set up a blocker in the café! How could Jin Chen have recorded the video!

The reception hall fell into dead silence, everyone's attention fixed on that video.

Fu Zhenhua's face turned black, his voice low and cold: "Do you have your own plans? Speak up—why are you insisting on getting rid of the doctor who handles treatment so well? What exactly are you planning? Is it worth your special effort to use a blocker to avoid leaving evidence?"

I...

Fei Yao was at a loss for words, truly not knowing how to answer.

Butler! Throw him out!

Fu Zhenhua's order ended this farce; he had a terrible headache.

As for Professor Zeng, since you have considerable achievements in psychological treatment, please stay and give it a try.

If after half a day Professor Zeng still can't get Mu Ci to accept you as his psychologist, then please leave; thereafter we'll still have Jin Chen come.

Professor Zeng blinked, then nodded confidently: "Of course, of course."

【What a joke—I'm someone who can make even so many neurotics obey!】

This matter is settled like this, Mu Ci—apologize to your mother!

……No.

Fu Muci snorted, buried his face in Jin Chen's embrace, and refused to communicate.

He seemed to recall some things……memories forgotten for no reason.

This made Fu Muci dislike Xu Li even more.

Fu Zhenhua still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jin Chen's voice.

Mr. Fu, the young master's emotions are already quite agitated today; it's really unsuitable to stimulate him further—I'll first take him upstairs to rest.

Having said that, regardless of Xu Li's reaction, he lifted the person in his arms and left the reception hall.

Left behind was a mess all over the floor and Xu Li silently weeping.