"Miss, I think you have made a mistake," Fu Yuan'er stood in front of Cheng Zitong, "Even if Cheng Zitong comes for vacation, I will accompany her. When will you have anything to do?"
"Who are you?" The woman stared at her closely.
"Cheng Zitong, tell her who I am." Fu Yuan'er said loudly.
Cheng Zitong did not answer, but stretched out his hand to take Fu Yuan'er into his arms and took her away.
He hugged her a little tight, and Fu Yuan'er had to walk next to him. The warmth in his arms, with its faint fragrance, completely surrounded her.
I remembered that an hour ago, these arms were holding another woman.
Fu Yuan'er didn't feel sorry for herself, but she felt a little sympathy for the woman just now. She didn't know what she wanted to follow a man like Cheng Zitong.
"Cheng Yiming can't see us anymore." As soon as she turned the corner, she withdrew from his arms.
Cheng Zitong stretched out his arms and hugged her again, "Do you think Cheng Yiming will only bring one person here?"
Fu Yuan'er was slightly stunned. What he meant was that Cheng Yiming would spread his eyeliners around...
Who is this Cheng Yiming? Those who know he is trying to steal business, but those who don't know think he is working as a spy.
"Cheng Zitong, why do you pretend to be a serious Mrs. Cheng in the Cheng family?" she asked.
Cheng Zitong was silent and didn't want to answer.
But she must know her mission, "If you don't explain clearly, our transaction will not be able to continue."
"I want 60% of the Cheng family company's shares." He said calmly, as if he was discussing today's weather.
Fu Yuan'er has stayed, okay?
How is this possible!
Everyone in the Cheng family said that the first grandson would be rewarded with 5% of the company's shares, which was enough for a large group of people to fight over.
And what he wants is not just 60% of the shares, but also the life of the Cheng family.
What's even crazier is that he asked her to be Mrs. Cheng for three months, which meant that he had to complete this task within three months.
"Do you think my tone is too loud?" Cheng Zitong raised his lips in disapproval.
Well, she thinks he has too much appetite.
However, she doesn't care what he does, she only cares about one thing, "No matter what happens, you promised me to be Mrs. Cheng for three months."
"Are you worried that I can't do it within three months?"
"Cheng Zitong, I wish you all the best."
She stood up straight, not wanting to walk in his arms, so she took his hand and walked forward.
This also proves that their "husband and wife relationship" is good, right?
The figures of the two were walking along the long forest path. Not far away, two and a half-year-old children were catching grasshoppers in the grass.
"Brother, are those two people husband and wife?" The little girl among them looked at them.
The boy was busy catching grasshoppers. He took some time out of his busy schedule to look up and said, "Yes."
The little girl exclaimed in her eyes: "They are as perfect as a prince and a princess."
The boy said "cut" without raising his head, not hiding his contempt for the little girl's little thoughts.
The little girl curled her lips, lowered her head and continued to look for the grasshopper.
The little boy secretly raised his head, looked at the two figures in front of him seriously, and smiled secretly at the corner of his mouth.
Cheng Zitong and Fu Yuan'er walked around the forest path, and in front of them was the small building where Mr. Di lived.
Cheng Yiming was still standing in front of the small building, probably waiting for Mr. Di.
At this time, Mr. Di's assistant came down the steps and said, "Mrs. Cheng, hello."
Fu Yuan'er was slightly stunned, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Di, please come in and talk about business matters," the assistant replied.
Fu Yuan'er didn't quite understand, "Business?"
"
She looked at Cheng Yiming and Cheng Zitong. Shouldn't she talk to them when discussing business?
"Mr. Di wants to hear your opinion before making a decision," the assistant said again.
Doesn’t this mean that Cheng Yiming can withdraw from the competition?
Fu Yuan'er waved her hand to Cheng Yiming, gloating openly, and then followed her assistant to Mr. Di's room.
"What do you think getting this deal means?" When she walked away, Cheng Yiming laughed softly at Cheng Zitong.
Cheng Zitong said calmly: "It's just your dog-eat-dog spirit that keeps chasing after you."
Cheng Yiming smiled instead of getting angry: "You'd better pray that Fu Yuan'er is sincerely helping you."
Cheng Zitong glanced at him thoughtfully, turned and left.
**
"Miss Fu, please sit down."
This time, Mr. Di's attitude was much more polite than before.
Fu Yuan'er sat down and got straight to the point: "Mr. Di didn't ask me to come here just to discuss business."
Mr. Di was surprised, "If we don't talk about business... what are we talking about?"
"Business negotiation is very simple," Fu Yuan'er shrugged, "Of course I hope you give the business to Cheng Zitong."
"Because he's your husband?"
Fu Yuan'er thought it was ridiculous, why should I ask?
Mr. Di shook his head slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face, "Miss Fu, I heard that you went to the masquerade party to see me yesterday."
"Actually, I didn't go to the masquerade party at all, I was always here." Then he added.
Fu Yuan'er didn't understand, "I saw your Maybach yesterday, and someone told me yesterday that you had been to the venue."
"It's not difficult to get a Maybach car, just rent one." Mr. Di looked disapproving: "It's not difficult to create the look of me at the scene."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a while and finally figured it out, "What do you mean...someone deliberately created the illusion that you were at the meeting yesterday and asked me to find you."
"Who is this man and why is he doing this?" she asked.
Mr. Di just replied: "Cheng Yiming was also at the dance last night. If you were looking for me, he would also look for me. But in the end, the person I saw was Cheng Zitong."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned and speechless.
Cheng Zitong deliberately asked her to go to the dance to find Mr. Di in order to attract Cheng Yiming's attention.
He was given enough time to come to Mr. Di to discuss business.
He took advantage of her.
Fu Yuan'er was not very angry, she just sighed at Cheng Zitong's deep thoughts and was a little afraid of this man.
Instead of going back to her room, she came to the shore of the lake.
She didn't know why she was in a daze, and there was a bit of depression in her heart that she didn't even notice.
When she came out just now, she asked Mr. Di: "You told me this, do you want me to help you persuade Yan Yan to turn back?"
Mr. Di shook his head, "You are Yan Yan's friend, and I don't want you to fall in love with the wrong person."
It's ridiculous. How can her relationship with Cheng Zitong be worthy of the word "love"?
"How was the talk?" Suddenly, Cheng Zitong's voice sounded behind her.
"Don't worry, he will give you the business." She breathed a sigh of relief, "Cheng Zitong, I messed up your business. Now that the business is back, I don't owe you anymore."
After saying that, she put on her sunglasses and turned around to leave.
After walking a few steps, she found him walking forward beside her.
"Do you have anything else?" she asked in surprise.
"What happened at the dance?" he asked.
Fu Yuan'er sneered in her heart, did it matter what happened at the dance? As long as his goal was achieved, it would be fine.
but
, she inexplicably remembered that Mr. "Conan", who later chased her out, but she didn't know if she found out that the person in the Maybach was not Mr. Di.
"Nothing happened." She replied casually.
"Fu Yuan'er, I think you should be more honest with me." He curled his lips sarcastically, "After all, we are a cooperative relationship."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned. How could he have the nerve to say such a thing?
"Cheng Zitong, if you want others to be honest with you, you must first confess to them." She pushed back unceremoniously.
Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
"That's the literal meaning. You know what you have done." She didn't want to say more, turned around and left.
But her arm suddenly felt tight, it was being held by him. He pulled her back and forced her to look at him.
Anger gathered in his eyes.
She didn't understand what he had to be angry about. She was the one who should be angry!
"Fu Yuan'er, I hope you won't be so sharp-tongued." He said with a threatening tone.
"Sorry, being eloquent is a basic requirement for reporters... ugh!"
Before she finished speaking, her soft lips were sealed by him.
What is this, a punishment?
She broke away from him with force and slapped him in the face, "Cheng Zitong, your strength is amazing!"
"Yes." He answered briefly, almost grabbing her face, and kissed her hard again.
His breath suddenly filled her entire breath, and she couldn't push away or hide away. She could only let him take away her sweetness wantonly...
The only stubborn thing she had left was gritting her teeth.
However, her lips and teeth seemed to have remembered him, and she surrendered without much resistance.
"Well..." She heard a sweet voice escape from her lips...
She was suddenly so frightened that she woke up and pushed him away violently.
She dared not admit that it was her own voice.
But a sarcastic smile flashed across the corner of his lips, as if he was laughing at her. All the resistance just now was just a show.
Her pretty face suddenly turned red, and her heart was filled with anger.
"What do you think you are doing!" She couldn't help scolding angrily: "Don't you feel that you are very pitiful? These beautiful intimacy are given everywhere so casually, and you don't even leave them to the people you love!"
"Whatever?" Cheng Zitong frowned, disagreeing with her words.
"Isn't it?" She couldn't help but sneer: "I am nothing to you, just a tool that can be used. If you need me to deal with the Cheng family, or to contain the Cheng family at the dance, there is no problem."
"I just want to be used as a tool quietly. I don't want these intimate behaviors of yours. These not only make me feel disgusting, but even more disgusting!"
**
"Did you really say that to him?"
Two hours later, Fu Yuan'er dragged Yan Yan to a skewers shop for a drink.
"Say it." She drank a small glass of white wine.
I feel really depressed. Maybe this high-alcohol wine can really kill the depression in my heart.
"What was his reaction?" Yan Yan asked.
"I don't know, I left after I finished speaking." She drank another small glass of white wine.
"Drink less, or you will feel uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow." Yan Yan advised her.
For a moment, Fu Yuan'er felt really discouraged at the thought of continuing to be husband and wife with him in the Cheng family.
"Yan Yan, there is a man who loves you so much, why don't you cherish it?" She said bitterly, "How can it be that when I meet someone like Cheng Zitong, he is still my legal husband... This kind of feeling,
