This Quick Transmigration Experience Is A Bit Sweet Chapter 35
Chapter 35 Fu Xin Loves His Husband
The Grade Twelve Class One group chat, which remained silent for several years, came back alive.
[Did you see the newspaper yet???]
[It’s not just the newspaper, it’s even reported on the TV!]
[Ah ah ah!!! I never knew the Zong family was that rich!!! They’re super rich, dang! Who would have thought that I came into contact with a rich person before in real life?! Ah ah ah!!!]
[What the f*ck you excited for! Did you not see the keywords?]
[What keywords? Fu Xin and Zong Yuan getting married? I saw it, I saw it! Can’t I just gloss over that part?!]
…
[Did you all forget that Fu Xin is also in this chat….@fuxin]
[Come here for a bit @fuxin]
[Join the party @fuxin]
Fu Xin’s cell phone kept buzzing, but he didn’t have the time to be concerned about these things. Right now, he was squatting at the bathroom door and peeping inside.
“Future husband, can you hurry up? I miss you.”
The vein on Zong Yuan’s temple pulsed. “I didn’t even wet my hair yet, I just got in here for only two minutes?”
Fu Xin had a knack for saying cheesy things, “One minute seems like one hour to me.”
The corner of Zong Yuan’s mouth twitched, “Then is it okay to do it for just a few minutes every night?”
Fu Xin was a bit shy, “When it comes to that, one hour seems like one minute.”
Zong Yuan. “...”
F*ck! I worked so hard for so long every night, and he thinks of it as just a few minutes?
Zong Yuan ignore this topic. “Why does your phone keep buzzing?”
Fu Xin quickly glanced at the annoying phone, and then reluctantly ran over to it, "I'll go look."
Zong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. That little clingy precious baby of his finally left.
Fu Xin picked up his phone and had a look at it. All of the notifications were about himself, and it was from the Twelfth Grade Class One group chat, which he had completely forgot about. His expression turned cold and he scrolled up to look at the conversations. When he knew what they were about it, he laughed.
He sent an embarrassed emoticon.
[!!!The MC is here!!!]
The group chat became lively again. They only remembered that in twelfth grade, everyone got along quite well, and no one remembered how they once bullied Fu Xin.
[That’s Fu Xin!!! The person who’s about to marry into a rich family!! The person who’s about to marry Zong Yuan!!!]
[Do you know who’s Zong Yuan?]
[Do you about the Old Zong family’s power in the Capital city?]
[Who would have thought an ordinary man like him could marry into a rich family! To marry Zong Yuan?!]
[And they were even in the same class as these two people?]
[Sh*t! It’s enough to boast about for my whole life!]
There were endless messages in the chat asking questions. The way they spoke was really friendly, and if a person didn’t know better, the person would have thought that they were good old friends.
[Where is the wedding held at? We’ll bring gifts!]
When this message was sent out, the group chat suddenly became quiet.
This was an affluent family’s wedding, so the attendees are probably prestigious people, right? It was even announced in the newspaper. If they were able to attend, then their family and friends would die from envy, wouldn’t they?
But since they’re an affluent family, how could they randomly invite people!
Fu Xin was always a person who remembered his grudges, regardless of how trivial it was. Even though he interacted quite well with those people for a period of time…, he still remembered everything that happened.
Zong Yuan quickly finished taking a shower, and he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Suddenly a person jumped into his embrace. Fu Xin buried his head into his hug and he also took the chance to kiss his future husband, “Zong Yuan…”
Zong Yuan could tell that he was not happy. He carried him towards the bed, “Why are you angry. Tell your husband, and amuse me.”
Fu Xin, “...” Should he tell him or not?
In the end, he told him. He told him exactly what he saw. In order to get a chance to meet Zong Yuan and Fu Xin, those people begged for invitations despite knowing that doing this was inappropriate. Even Yang Fan wasn’t able to stop them.
Oh, right. Yang Fan and Fu Xin because good friends. He received a wedding invitation a long time ago, however he didn’t tell anyone about it since he was scared that people would buzz around him like flies.
This was a wedding, an event that only occurs once in a lifetime! Who would be willing to see detestable people at their own wedding? And the most important part was that the person wouldn’t be able to act up!
Zong Yuan took the phone from and had a look. He raised one of his eyebrows and looked at Fu Xin, “Do you want to see them?”
Although it seemed like it would be satisfying to let those people realize how high above he was right now, he decided, “I don’t want to see them at our wedding.”
With a sincere tone, he added, “I don’t want to be unhappy.”
Zong Yuan pinched his face, and then he sent a voice recording to the group chat, “Anyone is welcome to attend my wedding with Fu Xin.”
His clear voice could be heard in the recording, and it sounded a bit seductive. Quite a few people place their phone next to ear and replayed the recording over and over again. Before they even understood what Zong Yuan said, they could feel that their scalp was tingly.
Zong Yuan didn’t wait for them to compliment him and he continued, “We don’t need a lot of wedding gifts, but the people who are attending my wedding all make at least a million--- you don’t want to embarrass yourself right?
“We’re holding the wedding overseas, and including the cost of special occasions outfits, you all might need to spend a few hundred thousands to a million? If you have the money, then come, if you don’t....”
Zong Yuan handed the phone over the Fu Xin to let him finish the last sentence. Fu Xin looked at him shyly, and he spoke with a happy but cold tone of voice, “then don’t come and be a laughing stalk.”
The corner of Zong Yuan’s mouth twitched. He admired Fu Xin every single time Fu Xin looked shy while insulting other people. It was really satisfying to see.
Fu XIn felt really clear minded right now. After he was done making fun of those people, he didn’t pay attention to the group chat anymore and he left the group chat. If it weren’t for what happened today, he would have forgotten that this group chat even existed.
Someone from downstairs came up to know on the door, “Two misters, come down to eat.”
Zong Yuan, “You go first, I’m going to get dressed.”
Fu Xin sat down securely on the bed as if his butt was glued down. He spoke with an innocent tone, “I’ll wait for you.”
He watched Zong Yuan get dressed and a sweet smile appeared on his face.
Two days ago, he dreamt that he was bullied very severely, and when he planned to slash out his utility knife, he saw Zhang Zhi’liang. He decided to keep it to himself. He bore with it because he feared that Zhang Zhi’liang would think badly of him. In the end, he couldn’t bear with any more and he jumped of a building.
This dream was actually quite mystical. He became a ghost, and he didn’t have to bear with anything more. He allowed his most dangerous and evil emotion to come out completely, and those that deserved to die, all died.
When Fu Xin had this dream, he was really calm and even when he woke up, nothing wrong was noticeable. He knew that this was a dream. Even though all of his responses in the dream made sense, he was certain that it was just a dream.
Why was he so certain?
Because Zong Yuan was not in the dream.
A world without Zong Yuan had to be a dream.
However, it was inevitable that this dream had an influence on him. Perhaps this made him hate those classmates even more now?
However, he didn’t want to fight with them anymore because he had Zong Yuan right now.
Instead of being concerned over all those things, it would be better to just ‘do it’ a more few times.
Cough.
Zong Yuan and Fu Xin both went downstairs. Zong Yuan’s parents and Fu Dong’qiang were all waiting for the two of them. They were smiling happily as they discussed the upcoming wedding.
It has been a long time since they held a happy celebration. so they planned to make the wedding as big as possible. Hahaha.
Zong Yuan’s mother was the first to notice the two of them. “Come, come. A’xin, come to mom. What do you think of these outfits?”
Fu Xin brushed off Zong Yuan, and happily hopped over to his mom’s embrace.
The one who cared the least about the actual wedding itself was Zong Yuan.
Fu Xin, who was envied by thousands of males and females, he was happy to see the online comments, regardless of whether the comments were positive or negative.
You all can be jealous as much you all want, but Zong Yuan is mine and only mine.
Soon he will be able to remove the world “future” from the title “future husband.”
Yang Fan shook uncontrollably when he found Fu Xin and he pretended to cry, “Was Zong Yuan speaking the truth? Do I really need a few hundred thousands to attend?”
Oh no, even until the point of death, he, Yang Fan, would not be able to attend this wedding.
Fu Xin spoke nonchalantly, “You don’t need to bring money, just bring yourself. You don’t have to worry about travelling expenses. After you arrive, I’ll cover the money for you.”
“Yang Fan felt a bit embarrassed, “I do have money for travelling...but can you cover the cost for clothing?”
Fu Xin was speechless, “Sure.”
He climbed back on to bed and rested his head on Zong Yuan’s shoulder. “Fifteen-days-later husband, do you sometimes feel dumbfounded because of me?”
Zong Yuan criticized, “What the heck does ‘fifteen-days-later husband mean?”
Fu Xin, “Our wedding is in fifteen days, and then you will be my husband.”
Zong Yuan’s eyelid twitched, “Didn’t we get our marriage certificate a long time ago?”
The marriage certificate was stored in several safes placed one inside another and Zong Yuan was even too sure himself where it was. Fu Xin corrected him, “It’s not the same.”
Fine, whatever you say is correct.
Fu Xin pulled the book that was in Zong Yuan’s hands, and straddled on top of his body. He cupped Zong Yuan’s handsome face in his hands and he lowered his head to kiss him, “Look at me, is the book as good looking as me?”
His entire body was covered in the smell of mint that Zong Yuan liked.
Fu Xin negotiated with him, “On the day of the wedding, I should tie you to the bed, and I'll take the lead. Is that okay?”
He had wanted to do this for a long time already. A tall and handsome man like him, cuffed to the bedposts and could only submit to his manipulation. Everything would be under his control and he would make Zong Yuan very comfortable.
Zong Yuan smiled slightly, “Nope.”
As if Fu Xin had deflated, he weakly laid on top of Zong Yuan’s body, “Why?”
Zong Yuan patted his butt, “How about I tie you to the bed?”
Fu Xin thought about it for it bit and his face gradually turned red, “O--Okay…”
Just thinking about it was exciting!
Zong Yuan, “...”
Did I just carry a rock just to drop it on my own feet?
On the following days, Fu Xin’s way of calling Zong Yuan changed from fourteen-days-later husband to thirteen-days-later husband and so on… Even his family caught on and jokingly start saying things like “thirteen-days-later daughter-in-law”, “twelve-days-later daughter-in-law”. No matter where Zong Yuan was, he could hear this countdown being mentioned.
Zong Yuan was really calm. On the day before the wedding, he hugged Fu Xin and they walk towards their room. He didn’t expect Fu Xin to struggle out of his embrace and pushed him away, “Huh?”
Fu Xin was excited, “tomorrow's husband, before the wedding, we’re not suppose to see each other!”
Zong Yuan heartlessly pointed out, “We have seen each other already.”
Fu Xin was really persistent, “Then we can’t sleep together.”
Zong Yuan thought in his mind, giving his ‘brother’ a day’s rest was not bad, it’s quite obvious that tomorrow night will be intense. He agree, “Fine.”
In the middle of the night, Fu Xin hugged his pillow and quietly crept into Zong Yuan’s bedroom. When he laid in Zong Yuan’s embrace, he was finally surrounded by sleepiness and peacefulness.
He kissed Zong Yuan. It was before dawn right now. “Husband, love you, Fu Xin loves you.”
With smiling eyes, he entered his dreamland. This time, in his dream, Zong Yuan appeared. He was standing on the side of the stage and scanning his surroundings with a calm expression on his face. His gaze stopped on Fu Xin.
Fu Xin saw himself smile happily.
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ReplyDeleteAaw, Fu Xin is so precious. I just love how in love he is with Zong Yuan. I don't know whether to fell amuse or pity Zong Yuan with how thirsty Fu Xin is XD