Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

ve never worn them before! I remember Auntie used to fill your closet with dozens of dresses when we were young,” Jiang Yu harrumphed.

Fu Tingyan shuddered at the memory.
It was all his mother’s fault.
She had wanted a daughter after having had his elder brother.

Therefore, when she was pregnant, she did not ask Uncle Wen to check if it was a boy or a girl.
Instead, she bought many dresses that girls wore, ranging from one to five years old.

Many of them were gifts from relatives and friends.

In the end, when she gave birth, she found out that the baby she birthed was a boy.
Thus, his formative years were spent being raised as a girl.

She raised him that way till he was five.
No matter how she tried coaxing him into a skirt, he refused.

Fu Tingyan’s face darkened.
“Please shut up before I make you.”

Bo Ye glanced at Fu Tingyan.
He did not expect to hear such a story.
Looking at Jiang Yu with intense eyes, he asked, “Do you have any photos?”

“Yes, Auntie took plenty of photos for her future daughter-in-law to see.”

Jiang Yu had heard this interesting piece while listening in on a conversation between Auntie and his father.

Bo Ye replied thoughtfully, “Oh.”.

Fu Tingyan glared at Jiang Yu coldly.
How could he sell him out like that?

Jiang Yu felt a chill down his spine.
“Haha… I-I’ve said too much, it seems.”

Fu Tingyan’s frigid smile gave the Antarctic a run for its money.
“I seem to recall someone bawling his eyes out when we were young just because he did not have a skirt of his own…”

That was when Jiang Yu was three years old.
He cried and begged for a skirt of his own.

“Xiao Qi, what nonsense are you spouting?” Jiang Yu shot Fu Tingyan a frantic look.

“Spouting nonsense?” Fu Tingyan’s grin exposed his pearly white teeth.
“You cried until your eyes were red and snot dribbled from your nose.
You were so adamant that my mother had no choice but to buy you a skirt of your own to wear.
There’s even a photo we took for posterity’s sake.”

Ye Xue’s curiosity was piqued when she heard that.
She directed her big black pearl-like eyes at Jiang Yu hopefully.
She really wanted to see that photo.

Noticing the look in Ye Xue’s eyes, Jiang Yu stubbornly refused to acknowledge the matter.
“Don’t listen to his nonsense.
How could I have cried and worn a skirt? It’s ridiculous!”

The more Jiang Yu denied, the more Ye Xue was certain that the photo Fu Tingyan spoke off was real.

“Jiang Y…” she whined.

“I’m not playing anymore.
Let’s go upstairs.” Jiang Yu pulled Ye Xue by her wrist and glowered at Fu Tingyan who had the nerve to betray his friend.
Truly heartless, he was!

Fu Tingyan smiled.
Wasn’t it he who betrayed him first?

Jiang Yu dragged Ye Xue upstairs with a dark face.

Ye Xue sent Jiang Yu a pleading look.
“Photos…”

Jiang Yu tilted his head to look at Ye Xue.
She ogled him with the curious eyes of a child.
The innocent curiosity that shone in her eyes only served to darken his face further.
“You really want to see those photos, huh?”

Ye Xue nodded enthusiastically.
“Yes.”

“I won’t let you see them unless…”

“Unless what?”

Jiang Yu glanced at Ye Xue’s innocent form and sighed.
He shook his head, deciding against mentioning his thoughts.
He simply pulled her along and continued up the stairs.

“Unless what? Tell me.” Ye Xue pressed on.

Jiang Yu did not respond.
Instead, he gently pushed her into his room.

“Jiang Yu, what’s going on?” Jiang Yu followed her in and closed the door behind them.
Ye Xue could not help but feel a little nervous.

“I just thought we could sleep together.” Jiang Yu sidled closer to her.
“Don’t tell me you were thinking about something else?”

Ye Xue blushed.
She hadn’t been thinking of anything else…

…

Fu Tingyan and Bo Ye were the only ones left in the living room.
They looked at each other and did not say anything.
For the first time, they went to bed with a tacit understanding between them.
Neither of them mentioned the photos of them in women’s clothing.

…

3:30 in the morning…

Qin Shu listened as the footsteps outside petered into the distance.
It was at this moment that she heard the person on the bed speak.
He must have torn off the towel around his mouth.

Didn’t he realize she was trying to save him?