Chapter 609: The young master can hear inner voices again! 25

The two returned to the room, and 0731, who had gone out to investigate, also came back just then.

【Host! This manor is under surveillance!】

Jin Chen held the young master and sat down on the lounge chair; hearing this, he was puzzled.

【Didn't you say you didn't find any cameras?】

【Yes! It's not cameras—it's people! Several people are hiding in the manor, and they're definitely not the servants here.】

That's because the Fu Family manor is large and has many servants; otherwise there wouldn't be enough room to hide them.

【They're watching them.】

Fu Muci had been wronged downstairs, and after finally returning to his familiar, safe haven, he could no longer hold back, rushing straight into Jin Chen's arms, not minding rubbing his messy hair, not minding the red mark left on his cheek by the shirt's buttons.

"All right, all right, my young master."

Jin Chen pressed down on the squirming person in his arms, using all his patience to soothe him.

"I didn't actually leave, did I?"

Jin Chen truly hadn't expected Fu Muci to leave the room, let alone that he would threaten suicide to keep him from going.

"Don't call, don't call that."

Fu Muci grumbled, he had indeed heard it just now—Jin Chen had secretly called him something else in his heart.

Just thinking about it made his face flush; he writhed in Jin Chen's arms, poked Jin Chen's face with his finger, and said, "Don't call!"

"Okay, okay, I won't call you young master."

Jin Chen could only go along with it, taking his hand and kissing it, then asked, "What should I call you then? You tell me."

"... Whatever you want."

Fu Muci wouldn't say it himself, and he refused to look at Jin Chen, his nearly ripe face buried in the neck, unwilling to lift it.

After all that fuss, his earlier low mood had eased considerably.

Jin Chen looked at his happy expression, and there was nothing more he didn't understand, yet he refused to say the earlier nickname, instead repeatedly stroking the soft flesh at the back of his neck.

"Everyone calls you Mu Ci, and I do too—how about that?"

"How could I share the same name as someone else!"

Fu Muci grew agitated, rubbing his cheek against the neck, whispering, "No, no."

After saying "no" twice, he paused, embarrassed, let out an "ayyy," and lifted his head to see Jin Chen's teasing gaze.

"Ci Bao."

Jin Chen then pressed his forehead to his, his tone tender and affectionate.

"Of course I won't call you the same as anyone else."

Fu Muci blinked slowly, seeming to think it was fine, then after a moment grew shy on his own, wrapping both arms around Jin Chen's neck.

Then he actively leaned in and kissed him.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 85!】

"Don't be afraid."

Fu Muci seemed to have forgotten that just moments ago he was the one trembling with fear; he awkwardly imitated Jin Chen's way of comforting himself, patting Jin Chen's head and then kissing his cheek.

"I won't let them drive you away."

Jin Chen felt a soft soreness in his heart, "I'm not afraid, with Ci Bao protecting me, I'm not afraid."

"Good!"

Fu Muci replied crisply, then hugged Jin Chen again, taking those words as a signal.

He would surely protect Jin Chen well.

【Villain Blackening Value +10! Total 60!!!】

【Good heavens! Host, what did you do!】

Jin Chen: "..."

Well, back to the old days in one fell swoop.

He didn't dare think too much, afraid the young master would overhear something again.

Jin Chen held the person with one hand, then poured himself a cup of tea to calm his nerves.

"Ci Bao, how did you suddenly go downstairs just now? What did you hear?"

He asked while gently patting the back of the big treasure in his arms, coaxing him not to get agitated.

Fu Muci, however, unusually did not want to answer this question; he raised a finger to Jin Chen's lips, tilted his head, and said in a muffled tone, "Secret."

Before many preparations were ready, he didn't want Jin Chen to know.

Although he hadn't figured out many things either.

For example…

Why Jin Chen thought the Fu Family would later be driven into bankruptcy by Fei Yao.

And why he thought Mother was connected to Fei Yao,

He used to be unwilling to think about other matters, but anything concerning Jin Chen had to be clarified.

Fu Muci lowered his eyelids, then kissed the corner of Jin Chen's mouth, acting coquettish.

"Don't ask, I won't ask."

"Okay, okay, I won't ask."

Jin Chen sighed, ultimately not forcing him to speak, merely cupping his face and giving careful instructions.

"No matter how much Ci Bao has heard, remember this: I won't leave you, so you're not allowed to think of harming yourself again."

"Mm!"

Fu Muci revealed a smile.

Dong dong dong—

The study door was knocked.

Jin Chen's first reaction was to look at the wall clock on the wall; it was exactly the time Fu Muci wanted to eat fruit, so he instinctively thought it was Song Yi outside.

He now feels unsafe about the entire Fu Family; to be safe, he still had 0731 check.

【It's Song Yi, but her expression isn't quite right.】

Jin Chen's brow twitched slightly; he instinctively felt Song Yi had something to say to him.

"Song Yi came to deliver the fruit plate; I'll go get it."

Fu Muci didn't suspect anything, nodded and nestled into the recliner.

Upon entering the study, Jin Chen also closed the living room door.

"Song Yi."

His warm voice brought the dazed Song Yi back to her senses; she looked at the man who opened the door, holding out the fruit plate, her voice soft.

"Mr. Jin, I have something to say to you."

"Come in and say it."

Jin Chen turned sideways to let her in, then firmly closed the door.

"What matter has you so rushed and flustered?"

He pretended not to know anything, his tone probing.

After entering the room, Song Yi's tense feeling eased somewhat; she glanced at the door leading to the living room and asked, "Has the young master rested?"

"Mm, he's sleeping."

Jin Chen held a glass in one hand, leaning against the desk; his demeanor remained warm, lacking the sharpness he'd shown earlier in the living room, making people easily feel inclined to confide.

He adjusted his glasses, the gaze behind the lenses also very gentle.

Song Yi let out a long breath, her tone solemn.

"Mr. Jin, what I told you this morning isn't false."

It refers to the matter that only needs to be said alone to Fu Zhenhua.

Jin Chen understood, gesturing for her to continue.

"The current Mrs. Fu is actually not the young master's biological mother."

"What?"

Jin Chen gripped the glass in his hand, his expression astonished.

He had considered many possibilities, but had never thought of this one.

After all, although Xu Li seemed odd, her concern for Fu Muci was genuine.

Having started, the rest would be easier to say.

Song Yi clenched her hands on her apron, "I've been in the Fu family for decades; I was here when Mr. Fu was still the young master, and the employer also treats me as a half‑relative elder."

That's true; even when the staff were largely replaced, she was kept, and Jin Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the glass, listening closely.

"In fact, even Mr. Fu himself doesn't know—the young master isn't biologically Mrs. Fu's child."

"Back when Mr. Fu first got engaged to his wife, I personally saw her bring a woman into the house and let her into the bedroom, where she didn't come out all night."

"Not long after, the wife said she was pregnant."