Chapter 26 is enough of a double standard

Su Qiao jumped up from his legs as if he was stressed.

He stumbled into a corner and looked at Fu Yanxiu warily, like a little beast ready to fight.

Fu Yanxiu narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a playful expression.

The two were in a stalemate for a minute. Fu Yanxiu sighed first and said, "Come here and apply the medicine."

Su Qiao looked at him and made sure again and again that he would not mess around. Then he walked over to get the medicine box and squatted aside to deal with his hands.

Fu Yanxiu didn't bother her anymore and leaned back on the sofa with his head raised. The cold light from the roof lamp fell on his face, carving his jaw even sharper.

After Su Qiao took care of it, he stood up and packed the medicine box. He glanced at him and found that his eyes were green and he looked very tired.

Fu Yanxiu was also busy in the past, and he often didn't see anyone for several days.

When he came back, he was really tired, so he asked Su Qiao to go over and accompany him. If he didn't do anything, he would ask Su Qiao to give him a massage to relieve his fatigue.

Thinking of it, he hasn't looked for me again during these days. Could it be that the company's business has been very busy recently?

This question only flashed in Su Qiao's mind for a moment, and then she threw it away.

It has nothing to do with her anymore.

Su Qiao packed her things lightly and stood up to leave. Her wrist was grabbed. She turned her head and looked over, and she met Fu Yanxiu's narrow eyes.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little scary, but when he opened his mouth, it was in a hoarse and gentle voice, "Buckwheat, I have a headache, pinch it."

Fu Yanxiu lay on his back, looking at Su Qiao with half-closed eyes. The ends of his eyes were not as sharp as usual, but were slightly curved downward.

According to the Internet, it has a puppy-dog look, which is a bit pitiful.

Su Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart suddenly softened.

She liked puppies, but unfortunately Uncle Fu was in poor health and Lin Qing refused to keep them. Later, he lived by himself and had to go to Fu Yanxiu's house from time to time and had no time to take care of the puppies.

I have never had the opportunity to raise one, but I should have the opportunity in the future.

Su Qiao's thoughts drifted away, and Fu Yanxiu's thumb rubbed her lips, "What are you thinking about?"

Taking a deep breath, Su Qiao put down the medicine box, walked to Fu Yanxiu, and raised his hand to massage him.

Su Qiao also often suffers from headaches. She knows how to relieve them.

After a few moments, Fu Yanxiu's brows relaxed and he looked much more comfortable.

When he got to the back, he even moaned softly, which sounded particularly seductive.

Su Qiao paused with her fingers, pursed her lips, and said, "Okay."

She turned to leave, but the man stretched out his long arms, hugged her in front of her, buried his face in her arms, nuzzled her, and said in a muffled voice, "Buckwheat."

"Um?"

Fu Yanxiu didn't continue, and his big palm moved on Su Qiao's back. Su Qiao pushed him but couldn't push him away.

But he made no further moves.

Fang Zheng's voice came from outside the door, stern yet polite, "Miss Zhao, Master Kong, please stay."

Su Qiao's body suddenly froze, Zhao Siyan and Kong Youqing both came.

"What are you afraid of?" Fu Yanxiu raised his head and looked at her, his expression cold again.

Su Qiao avoided looking at him. What would she do if Zhao Siyan saw or heard something?

Fu Yanxiu sneered, "Are you afraid that Kong Youqing will be jealous?"

Su Qiao frowned and stared at him with lowered eyes, "Aren't you afraid that Zhao Siyan will be angry?"

"What does it have to do with me that she's angry?"

Su Qiao's heart ached. Was it because Fu Yanxiu was thinking the same thing when he was with Zhao Siyan openly? What did it have to do with Su Qiao being sad?

A wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and Fu Yanxiu frowned, "Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing. Second brother is indeed walking among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him."

It doesn't matter to him whose heart he breaks.

Fu Yanxiu's face turned darker.

Su Qiao's condition wasn't much better. She pushed Fu Yanxiu away, turned around, picked up the medicine box, and walked to the door.

Before his hand even touched the handle, he was pulled back by the man. He used brute force to throw Su Qiao onto the sofa.

The medicine box was accidentally thrown aside and scattered all over the floor.

Su Qiao glanced at the medicine box on the ground. Before she had a chance to get up and check it, the man covered her, buried her neck, and kissed her crazily.

If he does this, he will definitely leave marks on Su Qiao's neck.

The collar of Su Qiao's clothes today is not high, and someone will definitely see her when she goes out soon.

By then, her relationship with Fu Yanxiu would no longer be a secret.

Su Qiao's eyes turned red instantly. The conversation between Zhao Siyan and the three of them could be heard faintly. They must have heard the sound of the medicine box being dropped to the ground just now.

Everything hit Su Qiao like a flood, and she couldn't breathe.

She pushed Fu Yanxiu, and the man grabbed her hand and pressed it above her head. His other hand had already reached into the hem of her clothes.

Shame and tension made Su Qiao's anger reach its peak. She suddenly pulled her hand out, snap!

Su Qiao was stunned. She looked at her hands and then at Fu Yanxiu. The man had a cold face and touched the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Who is Fu Yanxiu? He is a child of destiny and the patriarch of the Fu family. Even Mr. Fu has never said a harsh word to him, let alone slapped him in the face.

The only time was when he was eighteen years old and refused to celebrate the New Year at home, which made his grandfather so angry that he punished him with family rules.

And that time, it was somewhat related to Su Qiao.

Su Qiao's hands were shaking a little, and she slowly clenched them, pushed her away and shrank to the side, "Your fiancée is outside."

"So what?" Fu Yanxiu didn't come any closer, his face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

"So? Do I need to remind you that we are just cousins and we need to keep our distance?" Su Qiao lowered her head and sorted her clothes carefully.

"Su Qiao, when you need me, you can crawl into my bed. If you don't need me anymore, just be my brother and sister. That's a double standard."

These words were said so well that a knife pierced Su Qiao's heart. She took a deep breath and couldn't say anything. It was all in vain.

The man stood up, adjusted his suit, and looked dapper again. Without looking at Su Qiao again, he turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him.

There were voices coming from the door, but Su Qiao didn't hear them clearly and wasn't in the mood to listen.

She knelt down to sort out her medicine box. The things in it were smashed into pieces, but they were all replaceable.

She rummaged around and paused when she saw the wooden comb.

It was the meridian comb Fu Yanxiu gave her, and one of its teeth fell off.

She pushed aside the fragments with trembling hands, picked up the comb, and tried her best to no avail.

Su Qiao smiled coldly, and a drop of warmth fell from the corner of his eyes.

Even God was reminding her that it was time to end.

When Su Qiao went out again, there was no one outside.

She found the housekeeper and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, something fell inside, please clean it up."

The cleaning lady said politely, "It doesn't matter, I'll go now." She bent down to pick up something and said, "Miss, your hand is injured."