Wang Youquan suddenly felt like Fu Sichen had gone crazy.
He didnât understand why Fu Sichen wanted to donate the brand-new pet suit.
âPei Pei is mine, so how can he wear the pet clothes that another man bought for him?â Fu Sichen said this as if it was obvious. He even stripped the Persian cat of the pet suit he was wearing to forcefully dress him in the one that he had sewn himself.
Pei Zhen was too exhausted to protest.
If he could beat up Fu Sichen, then heâd make sure that Fu Sichen regretted ever being born!
âWhy do you keep struggling?â The Persian cat was wriggling nonstop in Fu Sichenâs arms. Fu Sichenâs expression turned icy because he thought that the cat was too attached to the old pet suit. âYou like being a Little Fairy Girl that much? Fine. Then from now on, you have to wear it every day.â
Pei Zhen was infuriated.
He didnât!
After he realized that âLittle Fairy Girlâ was embroidered on the back of the suit, he never wore it again!
Pei Zhen wanted to curse and swear in shame. He turned his head around to try and bite Fu Sichen. But, Fu Sichen restrained the cat and tightened his grip with a quick downward motion of his hands.
âMove. Just try and move again.â Fu Sichen gave a cold laugh and came closer, âThe more you struggle, the tighter Iâll grip.â
His deep voice had an indescribable allure, a mixture of something coarse and seductive.
Pei Zhen kept silent.
Not only did this feel strange, it also felt terribly wrong.
The more that Pei Zhen thought about it, the faster his heart beat. Not only that, but his cheeks also felt flushed.
Fu Sichen had no idea what Pei Zhen was thinking. After he saw that the cat was starting to behave, he softened his tone and straightened out the suit that he had sewn. âLook at this! Iâm really good at sewing. Youâll be more comfortable if you wear this.â
Pei Zhen still kept silent.
He didnât know if it was on purpose, but Fu Sichenâs words always had double meanings. Even though Fu Sichen had such a deceptively decent face, he always managed to trick Pei Zhen.
But, Fu Sichen really was smart.
From a young age, Pei Zhen already knew about the Genius Fu from the class next door. He was so talented that it seemed like there was nothing that he didnât know how to do.
From cooking, to repairing electrical devices, to studying⌠to even sewing.
After putting on the pet suit unwillingly, Pei Zhen tried hard to resist looking at himself in the mirror. Of course, he failed and ended up taking a glance.
Was it an illusion? Pei Zhen felt like he had somehow become even more handsome than before. The suit even had the words, âBig Handsome Hunkâ stitched on it. These words successfully won over his heart!
âImpressive.â Wang Youquan, who was standing in a corner, exclaimed, âFu Sichen, when on earth did you learn how to sew?â
Fu Sichen replied, âThis is called natural talent. Itâs not something you can just learn.â
How annoying.
Wang Youquan felt Fu Sichenâs condescension once again. It knocked the air out of his lungs, and Fu Sichen simply snorted at him in contempt.
Bullsh*t.
What did he mean, natural talent. That was all a bunch of nonsense.
Normally, Pei Zhen didnât like to think about the past.
When they were in high school, he and Fu Sichen were in the same school.
When Pei Zhen was in the first year of high school, the school let the seniors organize the celebrations for Chinese New Year. It was supposed to be a fun activity to help third year students relieve their stress.
Fu Sichenâs class had to perform Sleeping Beauty, a very traditional play.
As expected, Fu Sichen was given the role of the prince. The surprising part was that Fu Sichen had sewn the costumes for the prince and the princess all by himself!
Genius Fu was hopeless at sewing. His hands ended up being swollen because of all of the needle pricks. In the end, the costume for the princess was too big.
The other students commented that they should either buy a costume online, or that they should change the person playing the role of the princess.
The girl playing the role of the princess said with teary eyes, âItâs okay! No matter how ill-fitting the dress is, Iâll wear it!â
However, Genius Fu insisted on his choice. He said, âI know someone that can fit into this dress.â
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