CHAPTER 209: CHAPTER 209 I WANT YOU (3)

As soon as he saw the text message, Fu Nancheng’s face turned grim.

He opened the message, his fingertips moved lightly, and replied with two words: ’No.’

Upon receiving the reply, the person on the other end seemed encouraged, and within seconds another message came in: Silly, how could you reply to me if you’re not awake?

Fu Nancheng gently touched the corner of his lips, a cold glint flickered in his deep eyes.

’I’m her husband.’

This time, there was a long silence from the other end.

Fu Nancheng snorted coldly, exited the editing page, and casually browsed through Qiao Mo’s inbox.

It would’ve been better not to look, but once he did, his expression completely darkened, his eyes turning fierce.

The inbox was all unremarked text messages. At first glance, they seemed like a bunch of junk messages, and some hadn’t even been opened.

But upon closer inspection, they were anything but junk messages.

They were clearly one after another confessional messages!

’Xiao Mo, are you there?

I’m Liu Yu from the third year of the political and law department. We met at the basketball court last time, do you remember me?’

Exit, then click into another one.

’Qiao Mo, I... I’ve really liked you for a long time. Could you give me a chance? Even if we start as friends first...’

Exit again, then scroll further down.

’Momo, why haven’t you been replying to my messages? Did you receive the flowers and gifts I sent you?’

...

He read three messages in a row, all confessional texts from admirers.

Fu Nancheng’s lungs nearly exploded with rage, he almost wanted to strangle the woman in his arms immediately.

He had gone to great lengths to keep her by his side, but never imagined that there would still be so many beasts from school eyeing her!

"Mm..."

Perhaps feeling a bit hot, Qiao Mo frowned and turned over, moving slightly away from him.

His somewhat cold gaze fell on that small face, where a thin layer of sweat covered her forehead. Her lips were red, her teeth white, and her radiant beauty inexplicably stirred a man’s ******. She was currently lying sideways on the bed, the pillow pushed to one side, and the neckline of her nightdress was slightly skewed, making him feel that another glance would be a crime!

Fu Nancheng’s Adam’s apple moved slightly; he lightly kissed her lips, covered her with the blanket, and took his phone to the living room.

He lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa.

The phone was one he had someone bring to her last time, and it didn’t seem to have been used much, with hardly any photos, except for a bunch of annoying messages that couldn’t be ignored.

He clicked on the last message at the bottom; the name remarked as the student council vice chairman Wang Zhiyuan.

’Xiao Mo, there’s a problem with the report you submitted, I corrected it and turned it in.’

Among all the confessional messages, this finally seemed like a normal message.

But looking further down, Fu Nancheng’s thin lips hardened slightly.

Qiao Mo replied with a simple thank you, and the person immediately seized the opportunity, directly inviting her to dinner.

’Xiao Mo, if you really want to thank me, let’s have a meal together sometime.’

Exhaling a puff of smoke, he grimly scrolled to the next one.

This one wasn’t from a vice chairman, but a human weather forecast machine.

For several consecutive days, weather forecasts were sent morning and evening.

"Xiao Mo, today it’s a north wind, level six to seven, remember to wear more clothes."

"Xiao Mo, today it’s minus two degrees, and there’s heavy rain, remember to take an umbrella when you go out..."

"Xiao Mo, did you have dinner? It’s very cold today, if you don’t feel like moving, I can buy food and bring it to your dorm building..."

A series of messages, exceptionally eye-catching.

Fu Nancheng resisted the urge to smash the phone!