Chapter 2 She Was Targeted by Her Brother-in-Law!

After the first acupuncture treatment today, there should be some effects.

Lin Luqiu, very confident in her medical skills, sat by the bed after finishing the treatment and extended her hand to touch the man's cheek.

Fu Jingchen's facial muscles, where they were touched, still had no reaction.

So she persisted, trying a few more times. Then, her gaze shifted downward, and she took the man's hand, which lay on the blanket with distinct knuckles, and squeezed his fingers.

"How is this possible? Still no response?" she murmured softly, her eyes falling on Fu Jingchen's handsome face when suddenly she felt his index finger move ever so slightly.

She continued to speak out, "Can you hear me? If you can, please move your finger again?"

Sure enough, upon her words, Fu Jingchen's finger twitched lightly again.

She smiled with satisfaction. Indeed, her medical skills hadn't regressed, and the treatment was truly effective.

Before her acupuncture treatment, Fu Jingchen didn't even have his sense of hearing, and his fingers were completely immobile.

She placed Fu Jingchen's hand back with a sense of relief. His palm, though pale and thin, was very large, almost twice the size of hers.

Just as she completed this motion, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Luqiu changed to an expression of panic and confusion, looking toward the door.

"...Who is it?"

"Little sister-in-law, it's me!" Fu Yuankai sauntered in with gleaming eyes, acting as he pleased because his older brother had become a vegetative person, and he freely came and went on normal days.

Old Mr. Fu had already gone to rest, and no one would bother him.

Seeing this, Lin Luqiu understood the situation. Fu Jingchen's current mother was not his biological mother, but rather a woman Mr. Fu married home after his first wife died from illness, which was the Cui Rurong she had just seen downstairs.

Fu Yuankai was born to Cui Rurong, and naturally, Cui Rurong favored him more.

Now, with Fu Jingchen in a vegetative state, they were even less restrained.

She put on a scared and nervous appearance, moving back to sit against Fu Jingchen in the center of the bed, using him as a support, "You... What are you doing here?"

Seeing the woman beside the bed in a red dress, her snow-white slender legs and ankles revealed, Fu Yuankai's lecherous nature was blatant and could not be hidden, "Don't be afraid, little sister-in-law, I just came to say hello. It must be terrible sleeping in the same room with my brother, right? Look at him, half-dead; he might hang any day..."

"Don't come any closer!" Lin Luqiu's eyes were filled with panic. Seeing Fu Yuankai advancing toward her, she swiftly dodged, leaping over Fu Jingchen.

Fu Yuankai gritted his teeth and circled to the other side of the bed, trying to grab her, "Don't refuse the toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Marrying my big brother is like living as a widow. What good is he in this state? You'd be better off with me—I'll satisfy all your needs..."

He laughed wildly, planning to deal with his little sister-in-law right here in front of his 'living dead' elder brother!

This was undoubtedly a huge insult to Fu Jingchen; the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Lin Luqiu felt an instant wave of disgust for his vile face, knowing all too well what Fu Yuankai was plotting.

Once more evading Fu Yuankai's clutches, she rushed toward the door without even bothering to slip on her shoes.

But it was still one step too late, as Fu Yuankai grabbed her wrist and viciously pinned her against the door.

"You think running will save you? Do you believe anyone will come to your rescue if you escape? Aside from the old man, no one in the Fu Family cares about your vegetative husband! And before long, both this house and Fu Group will be in my hands, Fu Yuankai's possession!"

He wanted Lin Luqiu to recognize the situation and compliantly follow him.

Lin Luqiu shook her head in resistance, continuing to struggle.

How utterly disgusting! To think she was caught by this man! Fu Jingchen oh Fu Jingchen, repaying this debt of gratitude to you is truly not easy!

"I am Fu Jingchen's wife now, and if you continue like this, I'll call for help!"

She knew that what Fu Yuankai had said just now was only to intimidate her. With Mr. Fu right in the estate, if she made a commotion, this man wouldn't dare not be afraid.

Sure enough, Fu Yuankai immediately backed down upon hearing her, though he continued to talk tough.

"...You clueless woman! Truly a rustic bumpkin who can't grasp the situation! Fine, since you like keeping company with this useless elder brother of mine, then just keep at it!"

Having said that, he flung her onto the bed, and as the mattress bounced, she rolled over to Fu Jingchen's side.

Fu Yuankai looked at her with unwilling eyes several more times before he finally left.

The door was slammed shut, and she breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing the conspicuously reddened wrist where she had been gripped.

It was quite painful...

"Fu Jingchen, did you hear that? Your dear little brother is nothing but courteous to you and those around you, cursing you to death with every other word."

She moved to the edge of the bed to slip on her slippers and used an elastic band to tie her hair back, standing up to look down at the man lying on the bed, her pretty face full of mockery.

"But rest assured, I will wake you up. If you fall to this level of being bullied again, then you really would be nothing but a waste."

She smiled, walked over to the wardrobe, and opened it—inside were all the outfits prepared by the Fu Family for their new bride.

There were many sets of clothes in various styles, even the nightwear was from high-end brands.

If there's one thing to say about the Fu Family, they're definitely rich and generous.

She originally didn't have much luggage; when the Lin Family found her, she was living in a woodland cabin with her Master and Mistress, and most of her clothes were left there.

From the moment the Lin Family brought her, she realized it might not be good, so she decided to play the role of a simple, uneducated country girl.

Master had also told her to keep a low profile to avoid being targeted by those with malintent.

Being an unremarkable country girl with a low presence was the only way she could see the true faces of the people she was going to be in contact with. Because they didn't care about her, they would show their most genuine side in front of her.

Take Fu Yuankai, for example.

She picked a pink silk nightgown from the wardrobe and took a bath.

As soon as she came out from the bathroom, Mrs. Zhou brought up some food.

The food was still warm but obviously not freshly made.

After delivering it, Mrs. Zhou left, her gaze towards her like she was looking at a soulless tool with a touch of contempt.

Obviously, she was not truly regarded as the Young Madam.

In their eyes, Lin Luqiu would always be the crude and simple girl that the Lin Family had just brought back from the mountains.

Lin Luqiu wasn't picky about food; as long as it wasn't poisoned, it was suitable.

She managed to eat sitting at the bedside and then looked back at the man on the bed.

Fu Jingchen received his daily nutrition through IV drips and didn't need her to feed him, which saved her trouble.

She stacked the dishes on the tray and placed it at the door, as Mrs. Zhou said she would come to collect it.

Just as she was about to turn back into the room, she saw a young girl with a pretty and innocent face approaching.

Lin Luqiu remembered her, during the previous meet and greet downstairs, Old Mr. Fu had introduced her.

This girl was called Ding Mengxue, Fu Jingchen's sister in name only, with no blood relation.

"...Little sister-in-law, hello." She greeted Ding Mengxue with a naively cheerful smile, extending her hand, but as soon as she heard this address, Ding Mengxue felt indignant and slapped Lin Luqiu's hand away.

With a crisp sound, Lin Luqiu looked down at the reddened back of her hand, at a loss.

"Hmph, some country girl who popped up from nowhere, you also dream of becoming the Fu Family's Young Madam?" Ding Mengxue looked disdainful, "Move aside, don't block my way to visit Jingchen."

Tch. Lin Luqiu stepped aside to watch her enter the room, realizing that this was what Ding Mengxue felt for Fu Jingchen.

Perhaps because she didn't take her seriously, Ding Mengxue didn't hide her hostility at all—it was written all over her face.