Married To A Potential Fat Man

Chapter 5

A handsome man with a serious look introduced himself, “Hello, I am Shen Cheng.”

I felt a little nervous because of his good temperament, “Hello, Boss Shen, Boss Shen.”

“I’m not joking,” Shen Cheng said seriously, “Du Hongting had an accident.”

My heart skipped a beat, “Is he dead?”

Shen Cheng spat, “He just fainted and was sent to the hospital.”

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I was relieved, “Oh.”

He kicked me, “Oh? Are you really his girlfriend? Your boyfriend passed out and was sent to the hospital, and you dare to say ‘oh’ to me…”

I dodged quickly, “No, how did I become Du Hongting’s girlfriend?”

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“Zsw vos yal zkhkdt vstlvbla, yde usw’al pvkzz ralvldekdt?”

Nkhkdt vstlvbla? Ebld eke vbyv byrrld?

“R’x ypjkdt kq usw olal vbl sdl obs nssjle qsa bkx obld usw zypv nyxl vs bkp bswpl?”

R alxlxclale, kv oyp bkx obs bye zsdt zltp yde zyke sd vbl qyv xyd’p cle zypv vkxl.

Fbld Ubldt pyke, “Gp qya yp R jdso, Pw Tsdtvkdt dlhla prldep vkxl yzsdl okvb vbl srrspkvl plm.”

R pyke, “……”

Jasvbla, kv pllxp usw esd’v jdso Pw Tsdtvkdt olzz ldswtb.

“Tl rypple swv vbkp vkxl, yde usw yal qwzzu alprsdpkczl! Zsw xwpv vyjl nyal sq bkx qsa vbl dlmv qlo eyup,” Fbld Ubldt pyke.

What does it have to do with me?

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Responsible for what?

I meekly protested, “But I have to go to class…”

Shen Cheng immediately switched to his overbearing CEO mode, “Didn’t you see that my relationship with your professor is good? Don’t worry, I can make sure you don’t fail a single class for a whole semester.”

I said, “I don’t…”

The CEO said, “One more word, and I’ll make sure you fail every course.”

What a lunatic!

Finally, Shen Cheng dragged me directly to the hospital.

When I entered the ward, it was a coincidence.

Second sister-in-law!

Du Hongting on the sickbed looked quite pale and said, “Get out.”

As I was about to speak, thinking how could he speak to his girlfriend like that, Shen Cheng behind me spoke first, “Who are you talking to? She’s my girlfriend.”

Wow, that’s a lot of information.

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I looked at the Second Sister-in-Law, who didn’t seem embarrassed at all when she saw me. 

She even smiled and said, “Perfect timing, the girlfriend is here.”

Second Sister-in-Law, your mental fortitude is admirable.

Just as I was about to explain myself, the fat man asked, “Why did you come?”

Before I could answer, Shen Cheng said, “She had to come.”

Du Hongting said, “Shut up.”

Then he said to me, “You can go back, I don’t need you here.”

“Okay!” I turned to leave, but Shen Cheng glared at me and said, “Dare to walk out that door and try it?”

I was afraid and didn’t dare to run.

The fat man probably couldn’t stand my cowardly appearance, so he directly issued an eviction order.

I wanted to leave, but I couldn’t.

The doctor said that someone must stay with the patient, and when he said this, everyone ran away except me.

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I asked the doctor, “Why did he faint?”

“He has high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar, so he faints easily with intense exercise,” the doctor replied.

So… what kind of intense exercise was the chubby guy doing that made him faint?

An unhealthy and unsuitable image instantly came to mind.

I tried hard to control the muscles in my face so as not to laugh and sternly scolded him, “You really don’t take your health seriously enough!”

“Yes, last time when I prescribed medicine, I already told him to control his diet strictly, with low fat and low sugar.”

“No way? But last time I cooked so much Dongpo pork and fried milk, and he ate it all!”

The doctor pointed at me fiercely, “So, you’re the culprit!”

I began to understand why Shen Cheng said I was fully responsible for Fatty’s fainting.

I blamed Fatty for not telling me earlier. When I saw him eating so restrained, I was not happy and forced him to eat several bowls. Why didn’t he refuse?

Fatty said lightly, “I’m willing, so what?”

I, I really appreciate you for giving me this face.

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The doctor ordered Fatty to be hospitalized, and Fatty said, “Okay.”

Then he packed his things and went home.

The reason was: the hospital food wasn’t good.

What can I do?

I called my dad, then his dad.

His dad said to me, “Actually, I can’t control him either. Can you help me?”

I: “…”

He even asked me to pass on a message to his son: “Since you aspire to be a mathematician, don’t be busy publishing papers in international academic journals and developing apps for bored friends at the same time. Complaints from the research group are coming to me. You’re already an adult, yet you can’t differentiate between priorities…”

I’m really ashamed, Uncle. I’m that bored friend.

If I had known he was doing such great academic research, I wouldn’t have bothered him.

What’s an app anyway?

His papers are published in SCI journals!

But come to think of it, Fatso is such a warm-hearted guy.

I almost fell for him.

But he’s like central air conditioning…

I kept my composure.

After Fatso escaped from the hospital, I visited him with a gift out of courtesy.

The properties of the things I brought with me can almost be summarized by the following words:

Fat-free, sugar-free, and blood pressure-reducing.

Du Hongting looked at me with a sour face and asked me to leave with the gift.

So I left.

It’s just a matter of taste. Why make such a big deal out of it?

Later on, I met fatty in a very awkward situation.

A senior student in the finance department who supposedly had a crush on me for a long time was introduced to me by a fellow dormitory senior who played matchmaker.

Thinking that blind dates were rare opportunities to get a free meal and drink, I eagerly went along. However, I didn’t expect that this idiotic senior would take me to a haunted house before even having dinner, subjecting me to fear and terror.

Even if you looked like Luhan, Chen Weiting, or Zhang Yixing, I wouldn’t have given you the chance.

But I was quickly proven wrong.

The finance senior, named Ji Yagu, said to me, “I’ve already bought the tickets.”

I said, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’ll go in by myself.”

“I’m really sorry.”

Ji Yagu said: “If you really feel sorry, please pay for your ticket.”

I: “…”

“It’s 200 yuan, thank you,” Ji Yagu said.

To save 200 yuan, I gave him the chance to go with me, but I regretted it when we went in.

He kept making inappropriate comments and acted like a sloth, clinging to me while saying how scared he was.

To be honest, I was also scared, afraid that he might touch my 80F chest.

Just as I thought my reputation was going to be ruined, I saw someone familiar at a corner.

The fat man!

As usual, he was accompanied by a seemingly newly appointed sister-in-law, Third Sister-in-law.

If I could be granted amnesty: “Together?”

The fat man didn’t refuse and gave a sharp glance at Ji Yagu.

The sloth descended to the ground in one second.

A group of people walked forward boredly.

The dim and narrow space made Du Hongting feel like a solid rock, and it was really reassuring.

Unexpectedly, a cluster of blue light suddenly lit up in the corner.

My weak point!

The child from the horror movie “The Grudge” rushed towards me, the shortest and weakest in the whole group.

At that moment, I was really…

Scared shitless.

I didn’t even realize that I instinctively threw myself into someone’s arms, screaming and crying like a sieve.

When I became more conscious, there was no one around me.

I hugged the fat man, and he also hugged me.

It was really embarrassing… I sobbed for a long time and still couldn’t lift my head.

The fat man’s huge palm patted my back, and my face was still buried in his chest.

I don’t know what he was thinking at that moment, but all I could think of was:

Such big mounds, they’re even bigger than mine…

There was a warm feeling on my forehead.

Why did he kiss me? 

Was he trying to comfort me? 

Was it too much?

When I lifted my head, it was too late.

My first kiss was gone.


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