Entangled with My Ex's Uncle
Chapter 143: Coercion

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Coercion

Chi Yue had intended to return to her room and wait for him to finish eating before coming back to clean up, but he said, "Sit down and eat."

Chi Yue had no choice.

The meal was eaten in a very oppressive atmosphere, although that could have just been how Chi Yue felt.

After dinner, Fu Rongyin rested on the sofa, and Chi Yue went to the kitchen to clean up, deliberately dawdling for a long time, until she could dawdle no longer, and then she went to the living room.

Fu Rongyin leaned on the couch with his eyes closed, looking as if he had already fallen asleep.

Chi Yue hesitated for a moment but still felt that she should drape the nearby blanket over him.

Almost the moment she touched him, Fu Rongyin’s eyes snapped open, his hawk-like eyes filled with a frightening chill.

Chi Yue was startled and nervously stepped back, "I... I was just doing it as a matter of course."

The wariness in the man’s eyes faded away.

He stood up and straightened his clothes, "I will be having my meals at home for a while."

Chi Yue pursed her lips, "Do you have any food preferences or dislikes?"

"Whatever."

Now Chi Yue was in a quandary. What if she made something he didn’t like and he used it as an excuse to make a fuss?

Just as she was about to ask further, Fu Rongyin had already left the house.

Chi Yue had no choice but to let it go.

In the afternoon, Chi Yue met Nan Bingyu.

Nan Bingyu’s look of being still shaken up made Chi Yue feel even more guilty.

"I’m sorry, Xiao Yu, it’s all because of me..."

"This isn’t your fault, you don’t have to apologize. I’ve already talked to my parents, and they too think the fault lies with Fu Rong, not you. Don’t feel pressured."

Even though that was said, Chi Yue couldn’t get over it in her mind.

Thinking about how the Nan family was almost forced to leave the country because of her, she couldn’t imagine facing the Nan family in the future if she had been even a moment later in approaching Fu Rongyin.

Suddenly, thinking of something, Nan Bingyu said, "By the way, my brother mentioned bringing my parents abroad to live, but they didn’t agree, and now they seem to be wavering. If they decide to go, will you come with us?"

She refused to believe that Fu Rongyin’s reach extended abroad!

Chi Yue shook her head, "I haven’t finished dealing with things here, I can’t leave. If you really decide to go, let me know in advance, and I’ll come to see you off."

"Nothing’s confirmed. We’ll talk about it when the time comes. By the way, do you know how Gu Qingyu is doing now?"

"Faking it."

Chi Yue didn’t know if Fu Rongyin saw Gu Qingyu open her eyes in the hospital, but she had indeed seen Gu Qingyu open her eyes.

"As I thought! I really want some powerful person to tear her apart! Isn’t she just relying on her heart? If it weren’t for that heart, I’d like to see who in the Fu Family would bother with her!"

Chi Yue smiled wryly.

The two of them chatted for two hours without realizing it, and when Chi Yue saw it was already five o’clock, she grabbed her bag and ran out in scare.

"I forgot something very important, we’ll chat next time."

Nan Bingyu was about to offer to send her off when Chi Yue was already gone.

Chi Yue rushed back to No.1 Bay only to find that Fu Rongyin hadn’t returned yet. She quickly took some ingredients to the kitchen, intending to make a few simple dishes.

While cooking, Chi Yue received a call from Fu Rongyin, asking her to come downstairs.

Chi Yue didn’t dare to disobey and went downstairs, where his car was parked in the garage.

"Get in the car," he said.

Chi Yue: "I’m almost done cooking."

"Get in the car," the man repeated.

Chi Yue pursed her lips and got in the car.

At the top floor of a high-end club, Chi Yue once again saw Fu Rongyin’s friends, including Chu Shuo.

When she appeared before everyone, the looks they gave her were all different.

Chu Shuo was the first to approach Fu Rongyin, and in that instant, Fu Rongyin wrapped his arm around her waist, announcing his ownership with an unmistakable pose of possession.