Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

“If I cannot be your blazing sun, I’ll be the tree that towers over you that shields you from the wind and rain.” Fu Tingyu said.
“Babe, you’re not allowed to die, you’re not allowed to… Do you hear me?”

7

Qin Shu, whose entire body had previously felt icy-cold, was suddenly thrust into his warm embrace.
Her dissipated consciousness was pulled together again by this heart-wrenching low roar.

As her tears-stained eyelashes trembled and slowly fluttered open, the first thing that filled her vision was the sight of Fu Tingyu’s immensely attractive face, his bloodshot eyes, and his tears.

Qin Shu was startled, as this was the first time she had seen him cry.

In the next moment, the bedroom was suddenly ignited with raging flames as thick pungent smoke filled the bathroom.

“Fu Tingyu, you should hurry and leave…” Qin Shu started coughing from the smoke inhalation the instant she opened her mouth.
She knew she was not going to make it out alive, and she could not make Fu Tingyu lose his life along with hers.

“Babe, don’t be afraid.
As long as I’m around, I won’t let anything happen to you.
I’ll take you with me, we’ll get out of here.” After soaking a bath towel, Fu Tingyu wrapped it around her frail body to prevent her from sustaining any burn injuries.

“Fu Tingyu, you should get out of here on your own.
It’s not worth it if you lose your life because of me.” These words used all of Qin Shu’s energy to exclaim, and yet they were feeble and her voice trembled as she said them.

Fu Tingyu turned a deaf ear to those words, his deep eyes were tinged with a dark red.
The only thought in his head was that his love could not succumb to death no matter what.

“Don’t try to run away from me.
Be in this life, or my next, you’re meant to be my wife.” Fu Tingyu’s domineering vow was filled with desire.
His arms tightened around Qin Shu as he comforted her with his embrace.
“Babe, don’t be afraid.
I’ll get you out of here really soon.”

2

He then rushed out of the room by making large strides.

Outside, the flames were licking the sky.
Thick, acrid smoke pervaded the surroundings of the villa.

Suddenly, at this moment, a loud bang resonated.

Fu Tingyu protected Qin Shu in his arms as the crystal chandelier overhead collapsed and crashed heavily onto his back, causing him to stagger a couple of steps.

Fresh blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, tainting his lips.

At the same time, this sight made Qin Shu’s eyes hurt.
Her pale lips trembled, but she found herself unable to utter a word as tears streamed down her face.

“Fu… Fu Tingyu, what’s happening to you?” she asked.

Fu Tingyu gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating, stabbing pain in his back.
The veins on his forehead were bulging but his arms around her did not ease one bit, growing firmer instead as they exited the villa.

Fu Tingyu could no longer withstand the pain and fell to the ground.
His arms remained in a deadlock around the woman in his embrace, shielding her from harm.

His slender fingers caressed her pale face as he spoke in a voice brimming with