My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 133 Running Away with You

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Running Away with You

"Well, I won’t disturb you two anymore." Xia Jinyun looked at the two and offered a deep smile, giving them some alone time.

"······"

There was a moment when the air felt static, Fu Ying was fiddling with her fingers, still not recovered from the awkwardness just now.

It was extremely awkward, at two in the morning, a man and a woman ended up in the hospital because of a kiss, and even bumped into his elder sister. Could anything be more awkward than this?

The man patted her head with a half-hearted attempt at comforting her: "It’s okay, your sister-in-law will keep our secret."

Fu Ying felt that it was no longer a secret, Grandmother knew, little brother knew, now sister Jinyun knew, and soon the elder brother will know, gradually the whole family will be aware.

Fu Ying was afraid that Fu Mingchuan would find out, even though he doted on her, he might not be able to accept something this big.

Fu Ying glanced at Shen Liguang again, he wasn’t that old either······

Fu Ying thought for a moment and said, "Brother, I plan to go home and tell my dad about us."

Shen Liguang nodded: "It’s up to you."

"Aren’t you scared? What if my dad doesn’t agree with us, what will we do?"

Shen Liguang was silent for a while: "I will elope with you."

That night, because of those four words "I will elope with you," Fu Ying resolved not to hide any longer.

After contemplating for several nights, under Nanny Wu’s guidance in the kitchen, she spent a few hours and managed to make a passable batch of cookies to take to the study.

Grandmother watched the busy little figure in the kitchen and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "This child, how dutiful, seeing how hard her dad has been working recently, bustling around in the kitchen getting all dusty and dirty."

Fu Yan snorted coldly: "Unwarranted fervor is either treacherous or thievery."

Grandmother protected the little one, not happy to hear her grandson speak about her treasured granddaughter that way: "That’s still better than you who does nothing at all."

"······"

Fu Yan curled his lip and muttered ’playing favorites’.

Fu Ying carried the cookies upstairs, her heart beating fast, hesitant at the door, rehearsing her opening words inside her head.

Finally, after getting her words straight, she stepped forward to knock on the door when she heard voices from inside.

"The company needs to expand its business but lacks funds, the available capital can’t cover the operations."

"Mr. Fu, how about we join by marriage? With today’s competitive business environment, by combining forces we can not only preserve the company but also achieve a win-win cooperation, what do you think?"

Fu Mingchuan looked troubled, somewhat hesitant: "But Yingying is still young, and she already has someone in her heart..."

"Yingying is indeed young······"

Fu Ying froze in place as the conversation inside continued, her mind went blank.

Lowering her head to look at the cookies in the box, her grip got tighter, she took a deep breath and silently returned to her room.

Is marriage always beyond one’s own control?

Fu Ying curled up on her bed and thought for a long time, then simply packed a couple of clothes, took her most treasured belongings, and left home in the dead of night. She sat by the roadside and called Shen Liguang.

He should be at home, it was very quiet on his side. He asked her tenderly over the phone, "Why aren’t you speaking?"

Fu Ying rubbed her eyes, her voice very soft: "Brother, let’s elope."

The girl’s downcast voice sounded spiritless. Shen Liguang got up and walked to the balcony, asking her, "What’s wrong?"

"My dad wants me to enter into an arranged marriage, to marry a man I don’t know." Fu Ying clenched her phone, "I only like brother."

Shen Liguang frowned: "Where are you now?"

"I’ve left home, I’m outside."

"Send me the address."

"Okay."

Shen Liguang hung up the phone and prepared to leave. Li Ruolan glanced at the clock and asked, "Going out this late at night?"

Shen Liguang gave a helpless smile: "Yeah, a girl wants to elope with me."

"Girlfriend?"

"Would she be eloping with me if she were not my girlfriend?"

"Virtuous."

Shen Liguang arrived at the address Fu Ying sent, and saw the girl sitting on a ledge by the roadside greenery, a petite figure with a handbag beside her, and a cat squatting nearby.

From a distance, she looked like a little kid who had run away from home after a disagreement with her family.

Shen Liguang walked over and squatted down in front of her.

Fu Ying was looking down, the light in her eyes obscured; she lifted her head to look at him.

Not knowing what had happened, the young girl blinked her tea-colored eyes at him, looking a bit aggrieved. Shen Liguang couldn’t help but feel amused, raising his hand to touch her face: "What’s the matter? You look so pitiful."

"I wanted to tell my dad today about my boyfriend, then I overheard him talking with Aunt Wen Qing. He said that the company’s business isn’t doing well, that there’ll be a marriage alliance, and then I heard my name."

Shen Liguang: "So, like a little kid, you’ve run away from home with your belongings and your cat?"

Fu Ying retorted, her tone fierce: "This isn’t being childish, it’s my protest against an arranged marriage."

Shen Liguang looked at her little face, "Alright, I understand."

"Brother, take me in."

"Mhm."

"Then take me home?"

"Sure."

"To your rented apartment."

"Okay."

"Brother, won’t you find me a hassle?"

"Not at all..."

The man carrying luggage, and the girl holding the cat, their silhouettes stretched long by the streetlights. The girl’s voice was soft as she spoke, while the man had a smile on his face, indulgently echoing her words.

"Brother, I’m about to marry someone else, but you don’t seem to react at all."

"There is a reaction."

"?"

"I want to cry."

Fu Ying: "..."

...

Upon arriving at the rental apartment, Shen Liguang watched as she started to organize her treasures.

A few clothes, books, hair clips, and a yellowing notebook.

The items the young girl had brought with her from home were as simple as they could be.

"Brother." She seemed to have thought of something, sighed, and with a bit of embarrassment said, "Brother, I left in a hurry, I didn’t bring any money."

"It’s okay, brother will support you."

Fu Ying pulled out pajamas and sneakily hid the underwear in her arms, her face suspiciously red: "I’m going to take a shower now, brother."

Shen Liguang raised his eyebrows: "You tell me you’re taking a shower, what are you implying?"

Fu Ying became bashful: "It’s not that, I mean to say, the bathroom door can’t be locked from the inside, so don’t come in."

Shen Liguang laughed with a roguish air: "If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten, thanks for the reminder."

"..."

Fu Ying felt his laughter was very rascally, recalling the several times things almost went too far and were interrupted - now living under the same roof felt dangerous.

She was both scared and not: afraid because she was inexperienced and nervous about a first time, but unafraid because the other person was him.

Fu Ying held her clothes and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Shen Liguang sat on the sofa, absentmindedly staring at his phone, but before long, he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom and couldn’t help but look over.

Vaguely, he could see the girl’s silhouette projected on the glass door, Shen Liguang frowned, then averted his gaze.

Living together under one roof - were they trying to torture him to death?