Provoke

Fu Shao shot his brother a glower.

He raised his hands.

"But I not sure when he was with Shen Mi. But other, he doesn't know you screwed around with other women."

I didn't think that was the reason for his reaction.

"So are you wearing a gun now?" Qina asked.

"We're all family after all."

"He always wears a gun."

Fu Heng leaned toward Qina.

"Don't take it personally. I don't think even I have seen him without a gun since that day. That's him."

But Fu Shao didn't wear a gun when he with me alone.

Wait a second, he did wore one when he with Xu or Vivian aunt were there, even when Fu Heng was there.

But when he and I shared a bed, there wasn't a gun under his pillow or anywhere else. That's probably because he could overpower you with his hands bound behind his back.

Still it seemed like an unnecessary risk.

At the end, Fu Shao only spent the rest of dinner, tense and silent, but onlu Qina and Fu Heng arguments filled the silence.

And I wasn't sure who got off more on their fights.

When we were done eating, I got up to clean the table, Vivian aunt had already left so I didn't want to leave the dirty dishes waiting for her when she came back tomorrow.

Fu Shao surprised me when he rose as well and carried the serving platters and plates over to the dishwasher.

I yawned, exhausted.

"Let's go to bed," Fu Shao said quietly.

I glanced at Qin. There was so much I wanted to talk to her about, but it was late and tomorrow was another day.

"Not before Fu Heng leaves. I won't leave him and my sister alone."

He nodded grimly.

"You are right. She shouldn't be alone with him."

So Fu Shao went over to Fu Heng and put a hand on his shoulder before leaning down and saying something into his ear.

His face darkened with anger but he rose smoothly, gave Qina his shark grin and then walked out of the penthouse without another word.

She came toward me.

"I think he is obsessed with me, big sister."

Worry clawed at my insides.

"Then stop teasing him. Because he will likes it more."

"I don't care what he likes."

Fu Shao leaned beside me against the counter, his arm sneaking around my waist but Qina gave an obvious displeasure.

"Qina. Fu Heng is a hunter. He loves to chase. If don't to get be his victim then better not make him want to chase you. This my warning to you."

But I worried it might already be too late for that warning.

Qina rolled her eyes.

"He can hunting me if he wants. But he won't be able to get me."

She looked at me.