"Really?" Cheng Zitong spoke first. He stretched out his hand to Cheng Yiming, "Let me take a look."
Cheng Yiming glanced at him and then handed him the clothes.
He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Suddenly there was a "hiss" sound and a big tear was ripped open in his clothes.
It was beyond everyone's expectation.
But he said in a careless tone, "My hands were shaking for a moment, I'm sorry."
Then he added: "It's a shabby piece of clothing, there's no need to wash it."
The fabric slipped in his hands and fell to the ground without any suspense.
A dangerous light flashed behind Cheng Yiming's glasses.
Cheng Zitong didn't care, took Fu Yuan'er's hand and walked forward.
When passing by Cheng Yiming, he paused, lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry about my woman."
The voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and Fu Yuan'er could hear it very clearly.
She couldn't help but secretly pouted, was he deliberately trying to find trouble with Cheng Yiming?
When he reached the stairs, Cheng Zitong let out his voice again and said, "I will pay you for the clothes."
Returning to the room, Fu Yuan'er closed the door and immediately asked: "Cheng Zitong, what do you mean? Cheng Yiming and I have only spoken less than five words until now!"
Cheng Muying was also in the living room just now. If she hears these words, will she spread it everywhere and say that Fu Yuan'er is a woman who loves to flirt?
He and Cheng Yiming are brothers!
Isn’t his thought too dirty?
Cheng Zitong unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and chuckled disapprovingly, "You remember so clearly the few words you said to him, and you still said you have no interest in others?"
Fu Yuan'er:......
"Anyway, let me tell you, even if I have a hookup, I will continue to develop, and I will never do something so disgusting..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped in front of her and grabbed her cheek with one hand, "Fu Yuan'er, remember our agreement, otherwise I guarantee you won't bear the consequences."
"Let go!" She broke away from his hand, "I don't have amnesia, I don't need you to remind me often!"
Isn’t it just Mrs. Cheng who is three months old?
She took out her pajamas from the closet and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When closing the door, she hesitated whether to lock it or not. She thought Cheng Zitong wasn't that hungry and there weren't many women outside.
During this moment of hesitation, the bathroom door was opened instantly and he stepped in.
As soon as his tall figure stood in the bathroom, Fu Yuan'er suddenly felt that the bathroom was too small for her to stand, and the heat in the air immediately rose.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Take a shower." He took off his shirt.
Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, and her cheeks couldn't help but feel hot. Although they had been intimate a lot, this was the first time she had faced him face to face.
Well, it turns out he's quite muscular.
Well, what on earth was she thinking...
"You go ahead and wash it, I let you."
As soon as she took two steps, he pressed up from behind and held her up with his arms, trapping her between him and the bathroom door.
"The three-month period starts from now." His voice rang in her ears.
Then his breath sprayed all over her cheeks and her neck, making her feel wet and uncomfortable...
"Cheng Zitong, don't you want to take a shower..." She wanted to escape, but also hoped that he would let her go.
But he kissed her more urgently, as if he wanted to swallow her. She had no choice but to escape. Thinking about the injustice that her uncle and aunt had suffered from her mother...
Suddenly, he carried her onto the washstand and ran rampant like this
Hit it in.
"Knock knock!" At this moment, someone knocked on the door and the housekeeper's voice sounded: "Zitong, Miss Fu, the old lady wants you to go down to eat."
Has her savior arrived?
It doesn't exist, he agreed with his lips, but his body continued.
Fu Yuan'er couldn't stand the increasing temperature, and the sound in her throat was about to be forced out. She knew what it was, and it was evidence that she was addicted.
She bit her lips, unwilling to let herself indulge in the pleasure he gave her.
Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, trying to break through her teeth. He was forcing her to indulge, and wanted to prove his power!
Both mean and boring.
The more he acted like this, the less likely she would give in. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind and she simply grabbed his arm.
The more torture he gave her, the more she retaliated on her fingers, her nails digging into his flesh... Gradually, the force was no longer under her control, and she could only pinch harder and harder.
Deep...
When it was time to go to bed at night, he took off his nightgown. She turned her eyes inadvertently and saw five bloody nail marks on his arm, which were all red. It was obvious that he had pinched them too deeply.
Needless to say, he has it on that arm too.
Fu Yuan'er hummed in her heart, he was simply to blame for this.
If you want to get something, you have to pay first, right?
However, this may also explain why he knocked over the bowl of soup during dinner.
At that time, after taking a shower, they went downstairs to have dinner. Not only Murong Jue, but also Cheng Muching was also there.
Murong Jue asked a few questions about her grandfather's condition and found out that it was not serious, so she felt relieved.
"Brother, sister-in-law, let me serve you a bowl of soup." Cheng Muying took the initiative to do her job as a nanny.
If he didn't deliberately sell it in front of Murong Jue, then there's something wrong with Tang.
Fu Yuan'er was thinking about how to deal with it later, but Cheng Muying had already placed a bowl of soup in front of her.
"Drink it while it's hot," Cheng Muching said with a smile, "and taste the soup I served myself."
She said this as if the soup she served with her own hands would have more flavor. Even if it was more, it would still have a poisonous taste.
Cheng Muching also filled a bowl for Cheng Zitong. Cheng Zitong picked it up without hesitation and was about to drink it. Suddenly his hand slipped and the soup spilled over.
As if nothing was wrong, he picked up the bowl of soup in front of Fu Yuan'er and drank most of it.
After that, Cheng Muching never mentioned serving soup again.
"Cheng Zitong," she looked at these little blood-red crescents, feeling a little bit regretful, "you just spilled the soup, is it because your arm hurts?"
Cheng Zitong glanced at her: "Do you feel sorry for me?"
"No," she replied simply, "I simply felt that I was a bit harsh."
Cheng Zitong hummed lightly, not taking it seriously.
That's right, he doesn't know how many women have caught him like this, and he doesn't care at all.
Instead, she should pity herself for becoming one of those many women.
I feel a little unhappy and want to sleep.
"There's something wrong with my bowl of soup." He suddenly said.
Fu Yuan'er was surprised that she was the one Cheng Muying wanted to take revenge on, so why did she tamper with his soup.
"If I have a drinking problem, I can blame it on you." He continued.
Fu Yuan'er had an epiphany.
Cheng Muching probably knew that the relationship between them was not good, so she wanted to take the opportunity to harm Cheng Zitong and then frame her.
When Murong Jue saw that these two people were so tossing, he might have kicked them out of the Cheng family.
This move is hard to guard against, and Cheng Muching probably didn't come up with it.
In the Cheng family, it is not an exaggeration to say that everything is done step by step.
"Cheng Zitong, can I leave here in three months?" she asked.
Cheng Zitong didn't answer, turned off the light over there, and went to sleep.
Did he think what she asked was nonsense?
After three months, he will no longer need her as Mrs. Cheng, and she will finally be freed.
Thinking about this, sleeping next to him from tonight doesn't seem so difficult to accept.
Perhaps because of the hope, she slept well that night.
**
The next day, she came to her grandfather's ward after get off work.
Grandpa has been awake for several days, but he is still unable to eat on his own. The nanny feeds him porridge every meal.
Fu Yuan'er stood at the door of the ward, watching the nanny feeding her grandfather porridge, and couldn't help but think of her mother who took care of her grandfather when he was sick.
Grandpa always said that my mother was attentive, and even ten nannies couldn't do it.
Although my mother has not created any great value, being praised like this gives her a strong sense of existence.
But my uncle and aunt didn't even give my mother this sense of existence.
The more Fu Yuan'er thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't want to go into the ward for the time being, and instead went deep into the corridor.
Cheng Zitong said that he would help her get rid of her uncle and aunt, but she didn't know when it would come true.
At this time, her phone rang, it was her mother.
"Yuan'er, Zitong notified me to go to the company to sign a share confirmation agreement. Have you received the notice?" Mom asked.
"No." Fu Yuan'er was surprised.
Before this matter, in front of her grandfather's emergency room, she heard Cheng Zitong mention that her uncle and aunt's "son" also had it.
Thinking of this, Fu Yuan'er became a little anxious.
No wonder there is only a nanny in grandpa's ward. It turns out that my uncle and aunt are busy taking care of this matter.
"You come with me, you also have a share in the Fu family's shares." Mom said.
Fu Yuan'er nodded, of course she would go.
But she didn't go with her mother, but went to the company first to find Cheng Zitong.
"Sorry," the front desk lady stopped Fu Yuan'er, "You are not allowed in or out without passing the security check.
Fu Yuan'er nodded, having expected this to happen.
"I am Mrs. Cheng." Fu Yuan'er asked her to recognize a familiar face. At least in the past three months, her face would be able to travel freely in Cheng Zitong's company.
The lady at the front desk glanced at her and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know you."
"It's too late for you to get to know each other now." Cheng Zitong's voice suddenly sounded behind Fu Yuan'er.
The lady at the front desk looked at it and immediately lowered her head, "Yes, yes, Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Zitong stopped her waist and said almost in a declarative manner: "This is Mrs. Cheng. You all remember this. The company is not allowed to embarrass her in the future."
"Yes." All the employees in the lobby responded in unison.
Fu Yuan'er pulled him and left quickly.
Now what's the use of all this nonsense? Let's talk about the equity confirmation letter first.
"My uncle and aunt are here at the company?" she asked immediately after entering the elevator.
Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows as an affirmative answer.
"Where are they? Have they signed?" Fu Yuan'er asked anxiously.
Cheng Zitong looked at her: "Are you interested in the Fu family's shares? Do you want to be a major shareholder?"
"Even if I don't get a dime, I can't make it easier for my uncle and aunt who only know how to deceive and kidnap. After my grandfather knows the truth, he won't let them stay."
While I was talking, the elevator arrived.
His uncle and aunt were already waiting for him in the conference room with their children.
Some other relatives of the Fu family also came, and my mother stood out among them.
