Don't Try to Run Away, Madam President: The Cute Triplets

Chapter 416 Mo Wanting, Don’t Try to Run Away

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning quietly fell on the bed through the gap in the heavy curtains, I saw Fu Sihan sleeping soundly. I was furious. Looking at the dense kiss marks on his body and his sore back, the crazy scenes of last night surged in my mind like a tide.

I bit my lower lip and tried to break free from his arms quietly, but as soon as I moved, Fu Sihan seemed to have noticed something. He subconsciously tightened his arms and pulled me closer to him, mumbling vaguely, "Wanting, let me sleep a little longer..." The warm breath sprayed on my neck, making my already disordered heartbeat even faster, and my cheeks instantly burned hot.

Embarrassed and annoyed, I slapped his arm hard: "Fu Sihan, wake up!" He slowly opened his eyes, his lazy eyes hazy with the morning light. Seeing my angry look, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wanting, why are you so angry so early in the morning? Was I too enthusiastic last night and tired you out?"

"You still say that!" I glared at him and pointed at the kiss marks on my body, "Look at what you have done, how can I go out today!" Fu Sihan looked in the direction of my finger, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and gently stroked those marks: "This is the mark of love, so beautiful." I slapped his hand away and pretended to get up, but because my whole body was sore, I fell back onto the bed.

"Wanting, I'm sorry. You're just too beautiful, so I couldn't help myself..." Fu Sihan's tone was filled with guilt, his deep eyes fixed on me, as if he wanted to carve my image into his mind. He quickly put on his shirt, buttoning it in a panic, and then hurried into the bathroom. A moment later, he returned with a basin of steaming water, a towel gently swaying in the water, the steam blurring his handsome features.

"Here, apply a compress to it. It'll make you feel better." Fu Sihan squatted down beside the bed, carefully wrung out the towel, and gently placed it on my sore shoulder. The warm touch instantly spread, dispelling the slight discomfort in my body. His fingertips gently moved over my skin, massaging me with just the right amount of pressure, his eyes focused and affectionate. "Does it still hurt? If it does, we won't go to the company today."

At this moment, a cheerful and urgent knock on the door came from outside the room, followed by Fu Muze's crisp voice: "Mom and Dad, why don't you get up yet? The sun is almost shining on our butts!" Then, Fu Mukai shouted with a hint of mischief: "Yes, yes, didn't you say yesterday that you would take us to the amusement park today!" Fu Yitian's soft and sticky voice also joined in: "Mom, I'm wearing a beautiful skirt!"

I looked at Fu Sihan in annoyance and said, "It's all your fault! How can I go out and meet people!" As I spoke, I pulled up my collar to cover the conspicuous kiss mark on my neck. The memories of last night came flooding back like a tide. Fu Sihan's hot breath and affectionate kiss seemed to still linger on my skin.

Fu Sihan's lips curled up into a wicked smile, and he reached out to gently brush away the messy hair on my forehead. "Baby, this is a proof of love, so charming." I glared at him fiercely and pretended to hit him, but my body was sore that my movements were limp. "Stop talking nonsense and help me think of a solution. The children are still waiting outside!"

Outside, Fu Muze started knocking again, "Mom and Dad, if you don't come out, the amusement park will be closed!" Fu Mukai followed suit, "That's right, the sun is shining on my butt!" Fu Yitian said in a baby voice, "Mom, I've put on my pretty little leather shoes."

Fu Sihan quickly jumped out of bed and said as he put on his clothes, "Baby, don't worry, I have a way." He quickly walked to the closet and took out a turtleneck sweater, "Come on, put this on, I promise you won't see anything." I took the sweater and glared at him, "It's all your fault for being too crazy last night, otherwise this wouldn't have happened." Although I complained, I slowly put on the sweater with the help of Fu Sihan.

"Mom, what's wrong with your face? Why is it so red? Did you do something embarrassing last night?

Hearing Fu Muze's innocent words, my face instantly burned hot, like a burning charcoal. Fu Sihan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, his laughter echoing throughout the room. "Baby, where did you learn these words?" Fu Sihan laughed as he walked towards the door, ready to open it and welcome the children.

Embarrassed and anxious, I shouted at him, "Fu Sihan, you're still laughing! Find a way to shut the kid up!" But Fu Sihan seemed to be teasing me on purpose. Not only did he not stop smiling, he even opened the door. Fu Muze, Fu Mukai, and Fu Yitian jumped into the room like three happy little rabbits.

Fu Muze tilted his head, staring at me curiously, and his childish voice rang out again: "Mom, what were you doing last night? Why is Mom's face so red?" Fu Mukai echoed: "Yes, Mom has never been this red before." Fu Yitian blinked her big watery eyes, tugged at the corner of my clothes, and said in a baby voice: "Mom, are you sick?"

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a hole to crawl into. I looked at Fu Sihan for help. Fu Sihan finally stopped laughing, squatted down, and said to the children seriously: "My dears, Mom and Dad were playing a secret game last night. It was a fun game. You will understand it when you grow up." Fu Muze frowned, obviously dissatisfied with this answer: "What secret game? Why can't you tell us now?"

At this moment, Fu Sihan opened his mobile phone and saw many missed calls, all from the same number. Fu Sihan's fingertips hovered over the screen of the mobile phone, and the series of missed calls were like a row of cold exclamation marks.

"Dear children, Daddy is going to make a phone call." He tried to sound calm, and when he stood up, he rubbed Fu Muze's head, trying to soothe the doubts in the child's eyes.

Then he took his cell phone and went outside the room and made a call. At this time, the prison guard heard the phone ringing and picked up the phone impatiently. It was the number that Lin Youyou mentioned last night. Could it really be Fu Sihan's call?

Fu Sihan walked out of the room. Behind him, the voices of his children questioning him and his wife's suppressed laughter in the living room gradually faded away. The hallway light was dim, and his shadow was stretched thin, swaying slightly on the wall. The moment the phone was connected, his heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, and even his breathing became cautious.

The prison guard's impatient voice came: "Hello?" Fu Sihan was stunned for a moment, then adjusted his tone: "Hello, I'm Fu Sihan. I just saw that there was a missed call. May I ask who it is..." Before he finished speaking, the prison guard interrupted him: "Do you know Lin Youyou?" Fu Sihan showed no expression after hearing this.

The prison guard said flatteringly, "She kept yelling in prison yesterday, saying you were her husband and asked me to call you. Director Fu and Lin Youyou kept yelling in prison and even attempted suicide this morning. We stopped her, but luckily she escaped unharmed."

After hearing this, Fu Sihan said angrily, "I do know Lin Youyou, but she has repeatedly hurt my wife. I tell you, I will not go to see her. Even if she dies, it has nothing to do with me." Then he hung up the phone domineeringly.