nucmednet Chapter 449 I advise you to wear your pants to bed at night
Chapter 449 I advise you to wear your pants to bed at night
Prince Fu was genuinely a little angry.
The reason for my anger is not that Meng Chuan and Ying Die got together.
In fact, from the moment Fifth Master ordered Yingdie to protect Meng Chuan closely.
They have already tacitly allowed such things to exist.
Only in this way can Yingdie truly protect Meng Chuan at zero distance.
However, last night Prince Fu personally saw Fifth Master off onto the plane.
Prince Fu was already feeling uneasy about not being able to go with Fifth Master.
Meng Chuan, on the other hand, is indulging in pleasure here and has completely forgotten about returning home.
Just thinking about Prince Fu makes me angry.
Of course, it wasn't mainly because she was angry with Meng Chuan.
But the thought of Fifth Master's current health condition, yet still having to travel so tirelessly, made Prince Fu feel irritable.
Originally, he and Fifth Master returned to Shanghai with the intention of enjoying their retirement.
However, Fifth Master was extremely worried about Meng Chuan's situation.
"Old Fu, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so angry first thing in the morning?"
Five minutes later, Meng Chuan finally arrived at the fishing platform, albeit late.
"you are late."
Prince Fu turned around, his tone somewhat cold.
"Uncle Fu, we're at home, not in a military camp. There's no need to be so strict!"
Meng Chuan spoke in a somewhat ingratiating manner.
Even the title has changed.
It wasn't that Meng Chuan wanted to be late; normally, three minutes would be enough for him to finish washing up.
However, due to unforeseen circumstances last night, Meng Chuan had difficulty getting up early this morning.
Finally, despite Yingdie's frantic urging, Meng Chuan got up, but couldn't find any clothes to wear.
Because they took a shower last night, they didn't prepare any clothes.
It's already a huge help that Yingdie was able to get here in five minutes!
If it were Meng Chuan himself, he probably wouldn't last even five minutes.
"Me, harsh? In this dog-eat-dog world, being two seconds late could make you a vermin at the bottom of the food chain!"
"A top-tier financial trader can lose billions of dollars with a mere 0.01-second error!"
"The 120 seconds you spend lying in bed are enough for your competitors to figure out your weaknesses."
"When the day comes that we really fight with swords and guns, two minutes will be enough for the enemy to turn you into a sieve with bullets."
Prince Fu seemed like a completely different person; his tone had become much colder.
Meng Chuan stared blankly at Prince Fu, wanting to retort:
If you're so capable, why don't you just fly to the sky in two minutes?
Of course, Meng Chuan could clearly sense that Prince Fu was really holding back his anger.
These are thoughts that can only be kept to oneself; one would never dare to say them aloud.
Otherwise, even if Meng Chuan doesn't die today, he'll be thoroughly tortured by Prince Fu.
Only when it wasn't training time would Prince Fu treat Meng Chuan with utmost politeness and respect.
Once it was time for cultivation, this old man became like a ruthless monster, even Meng Chuan was afraid of him.
"What are you waiting for? Start practicing your Qi!"
Seeing Meng Chuan's defiant expression, Prince Fu roared.
I wish you a long and healthy life.
Meng Chuan cursed under his breath.
But his body still obediently sat cross-legged.
Seeing that Meng Chuan was somewhat obedient, Prince Fu's anger subsided considerably.
To be fair, Prince Fu has always held Meng Chuan in high regard.
Although he was only nineteen years old, Meng Chuan could persevere no matter how hard or tiring the training was.
And they never paid lip service to it.
In this respect, they are far ahead of many martial arts practitioners.
Moreover, Meng Chuan's talent is truly extraordinary.
Many things are easy to understand once explained and easy to remember once seen.
Although Meng Chuan started much later than many others.
But Prince Fu had high expectations for Meng Chuan.
After Meng Chuan finished practicing his Qi cultivation, he opened his eyes and saw Prince Fu sitting quietly in front of him.
"Old Fu, something's not right with you today!"
Meng Chuan couldn't help but speak up.
"Something's not right with me?"
Prince Fu's anger had subsided, and he looked at Meng Chuan with puzzlement.
"Normally, after I start practicing Qi cultivation, I can't see you when I open my eyes. Why haven't you left yet today?"
Meng Chuan spoke the truth.
To be honest, Meng Chuan was genuinely afraid of Prince Fu.
When this old man trains someone, he really pushes them to the limit.
In the past, whenever Meng Chuan finished practicing his Qi cultivation at Haihu Manor, Prince Fu would definitely be gone.
Is this old man going to train him here today?
"From today onwards, I will be living here with you."
Prince Fu's tone turned somber.
Just when she had finally calmed down a bit, Meng Chuan brought up the very thing she didn't want to talk about!
He wanted to leave too, but Fifth Master was no longer in Shanghai.
Where else could he go but here?
"Stay here? Old man, that's going too far..."
Meng Chuan suddenly cried out in surprise.
"Is that too much? There's more to come. Starting tonight, I'll try to assassinate you in the middle of the night. I certainly won't kill you, but if you're not careful, you'll suffer a lot."
Prince Fu said in a chilling tone.
Since Fifth Master left him in Shanghai, he certainly wouldn't waste this time.
Only when Meng Chuan is truly capable of standing on his own will he have more time to spend with Fifth Master.
"What? Old man, what have I done to offend you? I've always been good to you..."
Meng Chuan jumped three feet high, wanting to protest loudly.
"I know you respect me to some extent, so I advise you to wear pants to bed tonight. If I throw you out naked, it won't be me who loses face!"
"The Prince of Fu said coldly."
Just then, Yingdie, dressed in her finest attire, came up with a sumptuous breakfast.
They also happened to hear what Prince Fu said.
Even with Yingdie's calm and aloof personality.
At this moment, she couldn't help but blush.
Prince Fu's words were clearly directed at her.
She didn't really want it to be like this, but Meng Chuan was just too wild last night.
She was genuinely exhausted and never expected to be caught red-handed by Prince Fu.
She was very embarrassed at that moment.
“Prince Fu, oh no! Uncle Fu, let’s talk about something. You can train me however you want during the day, but could you…”
Meng Chuan shamelessly pleaded.
Men can endure any hardship or fatigue during the day.
As long as there is a warm light at night that longs for him to come home, and a gentle touch that understands his weariness.
All the hardships and toil are sweet.
Meng Chuan doesn't complain about anything else now, except for the tenderness he experiences at night.
If Prince Fu really does come to assassinate people every night...
How can he then be gentle with Yingdie?
Once Meng Chuan had tasted the sweetness of love, he could do without anything but the tenderness of the night!
"Not negotiable."
However, Prince Fu refused outright.
"Eat quickly, finish your training if you don't want to go hungry!"
Seeing that Meng Chuan still wanted to argue, Prince Fu pointed to the sumptuous breakfast that Ying Die was holding and said.
"Zhou Bapi, you'll die a horrible death."
Meng Chuan cursed viciously in his heart.
He could only channel his grief and anger into his appetite, wolfing down his breakfast.
Of course, another reason was that Meng Chuan was genuinely hungry.
By the time Meng Chuan finished eating, he hadn't even had time to wipe his mouth.
Prince Fu then stood up, cracking his wrists, and said:
"Today's training will skip all the formalities. From today onwards, besides practicing your internal energy, you'll focus on real combat."
"What? Real combat? Old man, just say you want to fight..."
"You're right, take this!"