Chapter 9 Trapped
When I woke again, I was lying on a European-style carved bed.
The surroundings were completely unfamiliar. I sat up, head aching, when a voice came from beside me.
“Wanwan, you’re awake?”
It was Pei Muchen!
He held my hand and brushed the hair from my forehead.
“I told you, Brother is handling company matters. You don’t need to worry so much.”
“Look at you, working yourself until you faint...”
“You don’t know how much it hurt Brother to see you collapse.”
“Company... matters?”
I frowned at Pei Muchen, confusion in my eyes.
The moment the Su family had trouble, hadn’t my parents sent me to marry into the Fu family? What was I worrying about?
And when did Pei Muchen and I become this close?
“Where is this? How... am I here?”
I looked around and realized my phone was gone!
This was bad.
“Pei Muchen, where’s my phone?”
Pei Muchen’s eyes narrowed slightly. He lifted a hand to the back of my head, forcing me to meet his gaze.
“Is Brother not good-looking enough? Why look at the phone?”
“Who does Wanwan want to call? Can’t you tell Brother whatever it is?”
I struggled to push him away, but his chest was like a wall—unmovable.
Under my palm, his chest muscles were firm and powerful, even bigger than my three Husbands’!
I instinctively squeezed once, then let go in horror.
No! I couldn’t do this. He was my adopted brother!
I was a woman with three Husbands! I had to stay faithful. I couldn’t randomly touch another man’s chest!
But Pei Muchen grabbed my hand and pressed it hard against his chest.
“Wanwan, like it?”
“I trained all this for you...”
Without waiting for my answer, he began unbuttoning his shirt himself.
One button. Two. Three... seven!
I quickly covered my eyes, but couldn’t help peeking through my fingers. “Stop unbuttoning, stop...”
Any more and I’d see abs!
With chest muscles that big, Pei Muchen probably had eight-pack abs...
Just one look. Just one...