Chapter 8 – The Possessive and Overbearing Yandere CEO and His Gentle Little Fairy

The Possessive and Overbearing Yandere CEO and His Gentle Little Fairy (8)

[Xing Xing, the male lead actually refused. Is he trying to stay pure for the original female lead?]

Hearing Yao Yao’s words, Xu Xinghe gave a “smack” in the space, hitting his little bottom. This stupid Yao Yao keeps disrupting her thoughts.

[Fu Tingshen is clearly afraid of his own illness. He’s scared of hurting me.]

System: [Fine, Little Xing, you’re so mean. You get a man and forget your system!]

System Yao Yao kept complaining in her mind, one hand still rubbing his little bottom.

Xu Xinghe: [Go pick out a new outfit from the premium mall.]

Yao Yao’s eyes instantly lit up. Hit him? Good hit! One outfit from the premium mall costs a million points. How is his host so generous~

System: [Little Xing, I swear that you are the best host this system has ever had. From now on, wherever you tell me to go east, I will never go west!]

Xu Xinghe watched Yao Yao’s expression change at lightning speed and couldn’t help but think back to when they first met. Back then, he was still a new system, floating aimlessly until he drifted into her galaxy. He was so anxious that he crouched in a corner, burying his face and crying miserably.

She had been sleeping in the Milky Way for tens of thousands of years and was rudely awakened by his crying. Just to get him to stop making noise, she agreed to bind with him and help fulfill the wishes of female leads across different worlds.

By now, she and Yao Yao had long become coexistent like family. Naturally, she wanted to treat him well.

Xu Xinghe thought about how Fu Tingshen had looked just now. That hesitant and wanting-to-speak-but-stopping expression was so cute. He’s such a good person. How could the original female lead have seen him as a “lunatic”?

But now that she was here, Fu Tingshen would be treated like a treasure by her!

Fu Tingshen fled back to his bedroom and couldn’t help but feel even more disgusted with himself. He can’t even grant her the most basic request. Will she still want him?

If his star ends up hating him because of this, if she says she regrets being with him…

Fu Tingshen’s breathing gradually became erratic. The veins on his neck bulged. The headache that had eased earlier was now flaring up again.

When he looked up again, his eyes were bloodshot, filled with a murderous urge to destroy everything. Vases, glass, wardrobes—everything that could be smashed lay scattered on the floor.

Why… why.

Just as the happiness that belonged to him finally came to him, heaven was ruthlessly about to take her away again, constantly reminding him that he was nothing but a crazy man that no one wanted…

Xu Xinghe heard the huge noise from the next room. She hurried over and knocked on his door. She knocked for a long time but Fu Tingshen still didn’t come to open it.

“Baby, please open the door?” Xu Xinghe knocked while gently coaxing him. When there was still no response for a long time, she grew anxious.

Inside the room, Fu Tingshen had already fallen into a chaotic hallucination. His father was holding his mother as they leaped from the rooftop. Then with a “smack,” the two of them fell to their deaths right in front of him.

Their blood splattered onto his young cheeks. It was warm and bloody. Little Fu Tingshen stood motionless and stared at their tightly intertwined bodies.

His father’s lips wore a smile of relief, but his mother glared at his father with resentment. Even at the very last moment of life, his father never let go of his mother.

For as long as Fu Tingshen could remember, his mother had cursed and berated his father every single day. And his father had always tolerated it in silence, never saying a word. That was until his mother was about to run away with another man. His father found out. From that day on, his mother was confined to the house.

As a young child, he had asked his father in confusion, “Dad, why are you keeping Mom locked up? Mom cries every day.”

After a long silence, his father told him, “Because Daddy loves her.”

Fu Tingshen would never forget the look on his father’s face at that moment, desolate and helpless…

“Does Mom love Dad too?” Little Fu Tingshen asked innocently.

All Little Fu Tingshen saw was his father silently entering his mother’s room. Then came his mother’s furious screams from inside, followed by his father’s voice: “Ayu, tell me you love me… please… just tell me you love me?”

In the end, even at the moment of death, his father never heard his mother say she loved him. Fu Tingshen had never quite understood his father. Why hold onto someone who didn’t love him?

But at this moment, Fu Tingshen sadly realized that he and his father were the same kind of people…