President Fu Is Great at Pretending, and the Frail Young Master Has No Way to Deal With Him - Chapter 27

“Look, honey, I bought all of these.”

When Gu Wenning went into the bedroom to get his mobile phone, and when he came out, Fu Yanhe had already opened several boxes. The boxes were filled with gifts that he had carefully selected and bought from abroad.

At a glance, Gu Wenning’s eyes seemed to be dazzled because he saw a patch of gold.

No matter whether the things on the table were large or small, no matter what they were, they all had one thing in common: they were all the same colour, and they were all in the gold series.

Although Gu Wenning had noticed Fu Yanhe’s love for gold before—for example, the car’s seat cushions were gold, many decorations in the car were gold, and the watch he wore was gold—he didn’t think much about it. Maybe Fu Yanhe just liked gold better, just like some people liked white and others liked blue.

But Gu Wenning had underestimated Fu Yanhe’s love for gold. If he had been to Fu Yanhe’s residence, he would have discovered as soon as he entered that Fu Yanhe not only liked gold, but he clearly loved it deeply. Everywhere he looked, there were bright lights. The golden colour of the eyes was brilliant. At first glance, it looked like the emperor’s palace in the TV series.

So, when choosing a gift, Fu Yanhe unconsciously chose gold. If it wasn’t gold, it basically couldn’t catch his eyes. He saw gold objects first, and only then could he see things of other colours.

“Honey, look at these two phone cases. They are beautiful and domineering. I bought the couple version, one for you and one for me.”

Fu Yanhe held up two golden mobile phone cases with dragons and phoenixes on them, offering them as treasures in front of Gu Wenning.

He had fallen in love with these two couples’ mobile phone cases at a glance. They were golden, with dragons and phoenixes. They were so suitable for him and his wife. They were tailor-made for them. The designers who designed these two mobile phone cases were very good. He thought they had great vision and were geniuses.

Gu Wenning lightly pursed his lower lip.

Although the phone case was pretty good-looking, he thought it was a bit tacky. It looked like a young couple would use. It didn’t look like something someone of Mr. Fu’s age would like.

While Gu Wenning was stunned, Fu Yanhe had already taken the phone away from his hand and quickly put on the new phone case.

Seeing the two golden mobile phones neatly placed in front of him, Fu Yanhe curled his lips and showed a satisfied smile.

‘Yes, this is how it looks good and matches.’

He and his wife were a pair, and his mobile phone should also be a pair with his wife’s mobile phone. The main thing was to be unified.

It was just a mobile phone case, but Gu Wenning didn’t care much. The mobile phone case he originally used was the transparent one that was given when he bought the mobile phone. He hadn’t bothered to buy a new one because he felt it was completely unnecessary. As long as the mobile phone case could protect the phone, it was fine. What it looked like wasn’t important.

So, when Fu Yanhe changed his phone case on his own initiative, Gu Wenning didn’t react at all.

In Fu Yanhe’s view, this was acquiescence, thinking that his wife really had as good a taste as him.

There was a slender, shiny vase on the coffee table. When Gu Wenning saw that it was made of gold, he couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids.

What a rich and noble vase. Using a gold vase to arrange flowers—he was afraid that not many flowers would be worthy of such an expensive vase.

Seeing Gu Wenning’s eyes fall on the vase, Fu Yanhe quickly introduced it, “This vase is the treasure of the store. It is made of pure gold. It looks very stylish and rich at first glance. Wife, you can use this vase to arrange flowers from now on. It will ensure that the flowers you insert are full of art.”

Artistic?

Gu Wenning’s mouth twitched quietly, feeling that it would be difficult to have any sense of art. However, when it came to art, aesthetics depended on the individual. Elegance could have an artistic sense, and vulgarity could also have an artistic sense.

“Honey, have you ever heard of the saying, ‘Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times’? No matter what era, gold is hard currency. Gold vases are both beautiful and practical, and may even increase in value. I think I bought the right one. No wonder it’s the treasure of the store.”

Fu Yanhe said it with a serious face. Of course, what he said did make sense, but Gu Wenning was thinking that if he wanted to make a profit by buying gold, why not just go to a bank or a gold store to buy gold bricks and bars, and also open an insurance policy?

“There are also sunflowers, which come in several colours. I immediately fell in love with this golden one. It can dance. Look, my wife, just press here, and it can dance. It can also sing and play the saxophone.”

After Fu Yanhe pressed the switch, the golden sunflower toy immediately began to twist to the music, with flaming red lips, black sunglasses, and a golden saxophone. Its posture was very enchanting, twisting on the left and twisting on the right. The cheeks on both sides would also sparkle and shine, looking ugly and cute.

Listening to the cheerful children’s songs, Gu Wenning felt his eyes go dark, and half of his brain ran away from home.

If he remembered correctly, this kind of sunflower toy was usually bought by parents for children of several years old to play with.

“Isn’t it interesting? Honey, you can keep this thing to relieve your boredom. How interesting it is.”

Fu Yanhe didn’t think there was anything wrong with giving a sunflower toy as a gift at all. He thought that the sunflower toy was very interesting. It could sing and dance. It could make people happy and amused. It was perfect for buying as a gift for his wife. But what he wanted was for his wife to be happy.

“If Mr. Fu likes it, just keep it for yourself.”

Gu Wenning’s tone was harsh, and his expression was a little dazed.

“Honey, don’t be polite to me. I bought a pair of these sunflowers. The other one is at my place. This one is yours.”

Although Fu Yanhe was very touched by his wife’s thoughtfulness and concern for him, how could he be such a careless person who only bought one gift? Of course, he had to buy two: one for his wife and one for himself. Not only the mobile phone case, but the slippers should also be couple-sized for the wife. He should also have what his wife had. Otherwise, if he gave his wife the slippers, but he didn’t have them, then they weren’t worthy at all, so he might as well buy a pair.

Gu Wenning twitched the corner of his mouth with some difficulty.

Although Gu Wenning didn’t want to accept such a bunch of seemingly arrogant gifts, he couldn’t resist Fu Yanhe’s earnest persuasion and pitiful act. As a result, many things were left behind, and Fu Yanhe happily gave them. Each item found its place, such as the golden vase placed in the most conspicuous entrance, and the sunflower toy placed in the bedroom, occupying the position of the bedside table with the lamp…

“Honey, let’s go on a date. It’s been a long time since we went on a date.”

Gu Wenning frowned in confusion. “A date?”

Had they ever been on a date?

Why didn’t he have this impression?

“Yes, we used to date every day.”

This “before” obviously referred to before Fu Yanhe went on a business trip.

Gu Wenning was silent for a moment. So, was their meeting a date?

But it seemed to be true. Some common date activities between couples, like eating together, had happened in real life. If it had to be a date, it wasn’t impossible.

“Mr. Fu, later my friend…”

Before Gu Wenning could finish speaking, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Fu Yanhe looked at Gu Wenning with a hint of resentment in his eyes, as if he were silently saying, “Honey, who else have you dated besides me?”

Gu Wenning: “…”

For a moment, he felt like he was a cheater, secretly supporting the pretty side chick, but he hadn’t calculated the time well, and now he was facing the Shura field where the real boyfriend and the pretty side chick were present at the same time.

He shook his head slightly to dispel this ridiculous thought.

At that moment, Fu Yanhe clearly saw through the peephole on the door that the person outside was a young man, about the same age as his wife. He was so youthful that Fu Yanhe couldn’t help but feel sore in his heart.

‘Humph, isn’t it just that you’re younger? You’re not as strong as him, not as masculine as him, not as rich as him… My wife won’t leave a peerless good man like him for a skinny, weak, pretty boy who looks like a chicken in vain.’

The door opened, and Yu Mo’s smiling face disappeared.

“I’m looking for Gugu, who are you?”

Gugu?

Fu Yanhe frowned tightly, as if he could kill a fly. How could this man call his wife by a name so intimately? “Gugu,” just like a nickname… Was he really a pretty side chick with evil intentions toward his wife?