His car was a tall, off-road type, and it was Fu Yuan'er's first time driving it, so her vision was a little uncomfortable.
"Cheng Zitong, you can drive it yourself." She said again.
Without opening his eyes, he just said: "It's just driving, are you so stupid?"
Fu Yuan'er choked immediately.
Is she stupid?
After all, she has grown up from a young child to a top university student and then to an elite in her work unit. She has no problem with everything from studying to conducting herself.
She couldn't mention the editor-in-chief, and she took it as jealous because of the editor-in-chief's various behaviors.
"Okay, you asked me to drive it. If anything happens, you are responsible for it." She really didn't dare to do anything to his car.
When she stepped on the accelerator, the loud roar of the engine startled her.
But as he drove it, she became less nervous and felt that his car was easy to drive.
Much better than her mobility scooter.
As for the Maserati he bought her, she kept it parked in Cheng's garage.
When asked by Cheng's family, she always replied that driving such a nice car to work at the newspaper office was not easy for dealing with interpersonal relationships.
Murong Jue was very appreciative after hearing this and praised her for her thoughtfulness. Unlike other children in the family, who asked for a famous brand or even a limited edition car for the first car in their lives. As for replacing it every three years, it has become a habit.
"Waste, such a waste." Murong Jue shook his head and said.
But Fu Yuan'er saw a smile in her eyes. She was not accusing the children of the Cheng family of being wasteful, but she was clearly mocking Fu Yuan'er for not being able to get on the stage.
Can't even drive a Masa.
She thinks so, so let her think so. Anyway, Fu Yuan'er has nothing to lose.
"Cheng Zitong, how much does your car cost?" she asked.
I was thinking that when I make money, I can buy one and drive it.
Cheng Zitong said a number.
Then she heard the sound of broken dreams.
Forget it, she'd better drive her own mobility scooter first. It doesn't matter if it's money or not, the main thing is that she already has feelings for her mobility scooter.
"You like it? I'll give it to you." Cheng Zitong continued.
"I don't like it." She replied quickly.
He said this unexpectedly, and she almost agreed to him. Fortunately, her reaction was smart enough.
However, she wanted to ask, "Cheng Zitong, are you so generous to women?"
Cheng Zitong raised his lips: "Do you have any objections?"
She had no objection. The question just now was just a question on behalf of his future wife.
"Have you ever thought that if you give me such expensive things, I can take them away when we get divorced three months later?" She smiled.
He didn't say anything and seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed.
Fu Yuan'er drove into another urban road.
There was a night market on this road, which was the street where she and he went shopping that night.
She still remembered his strange behavior that day. She didn't buy anything, but only ate what she had...
Yan Yan said that men and women who have intimate behaviors may not necessarily fall in love with each other, but in the heart of that man, he must be closer to you than ordinary people.
Could this explain his behavior that day?
"Tsk!" Suddenly she stepped on the brakes.
Cheng Zitong immediately opened his eyes alertly.
But Fu Yuan'er was about to open the door and get out of the car.
He stared at her suspiciously.
"I'm going to buy some food." She said to him, closed the door and left.
Of course she lied to Cheng Zitong.
She saw Cheng Yiming with a girl.
I really didn’t expect Cheng Yi
A man like Ming would choose a night market for a date with a girl.
Although she didn't know the identity of the girl, she was now very interested in Cheng Yiming. She wanted to dig deeper and deeper into everything about him.
Maybe it can really dig up a good reputation as "the number one social news publication".
However, when she chased her to the place where Cheng Yiming had just appeared, she found that he had disappeared.
She looked around but couldn't see it.
At this time, her phone rang, and it was Cheng Zitong calling, "Buy me a cup of coconut milk." He ordered.
Her first reaction was that she was unavailable, but that exposed her true purpose.
Since she was here to buy things, it was normal to bring him a cup of coconut milk.
"knew."
Cheng Yiming is nowhere to be seen anyway, so why not buy coconut milk for Cheng Zitong?
She took a detour and finally found a stall where she bought coconut milk.
Then, she saw...Cheng Yiming.
He was also buying coconut milk, and the beautiful girl was still with him.
"Fu Yuan'er?" Cheng Yiming saw her, and the girl turned her head, her big eyes full of doubts.
"What a coincidence." She walked up and asked the boss to buy a portion of coconut milk, and then said to them, "I'll buy it for Cheng Zitong."
Cheng Yiming smiled and said, "Cheng Zitong... since when did he like to drink coconut milk?"
There was a hint of suspicion in his tone...
"Don't you drink coconut milk too?" Fu Yuan'er asked, why couldn't Cheng Zitong drink it?
She almost didn't refute Cheng Yiming. When he was enjoying the blessings of the Cheng family since he was a child, Cheng Zitong couldn't see his relatives every day. When he got older, he had to work and study, working while going to school to support himself.
Maybe coconut milk, a street snack, carries some kind of warmth in his heart.
Although the words were not spoken, Fu Yuan'er didn't bother to hide the sarcasm on her face.
Cheng Yiming felt her hostility and couldn't help but laugh, "Cheng Zitong is so talented, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup I poured into you."
"I am a self-made noodle, I don't need anyone else to pour me soup." Fu Yuan'er picked up the coconut milk packaged by her boss and turned around to leave.
Halfway through, she suddenly remembered that she was going to follow Cheng Yiming quietly, but now she single-handedly scolded Cheng Yiming away...
"Here's the coconut milk for you!" She angrily returned to the car and handed the coconut milk in through the car window.
Cheng Zitong didn't answer and said slowly: "I suddenly don't want to eat."
She was angry, and now Cheng Zitong poked a hornet's nest, "Cheng Zitong, what do you mean, is it fun to play tricks on me? For this cup of coconut milk, I will kill Cheng..."
She suddenly realized what she was saying and shut up urgently.
"What?" He had already heard it.
"You have to drink today, or you have to drink if you don't want to." She opened the passenger door and put coconut milk into his mouth.
He hid, and she forced himself on him. If he hid again, she forced himself on him. Before she knew it, she had squeezed into the passenger seat...
When she realized this, she had fallen into his arms.
The seat was gradually lowered, and she lay down with him... What were they doing!
She came to her senses immediately and quickly tried to sit up, but he held her arm tightly.
He stared at her with his deep eyes, as if to reveal the secret deep in her heart, "Why are you looking for Cheng Yiming?" he asked.
She was stunned for a moment. How did he know that she was looking for Cheng Yiming?
Could it be that he knew exactly what she wanted to do when she got out of the car just now, and it was also an excuse for her to buy coconut milk, with the purpose of letting her meet Cheng Yiming.
As long as she meets Cheng Yiming, won't he know what she wants from Cheng Yiming?
Cheng Zitong's routine can be said to be one after another. Anyone who has no clue in his mind should be prepared to be deceived.
Fu Yuan'er also stared at him, with a trace of fear in her eyes.
She found that she was being tricked by him when she was with him, and that she would be sold by him one day, and she might even be helping him count his money.
"Cheng Zitong, you are so terrible," she said seriously, "You must be used to calculating every step of things, and you will be ecstatic to see each step of things developing in the direction you imagined."
Cheng Zitong:......
What does she mean by all this nonsense?
"Are all people puppets on strings in your heart?" she asked.
"I feel terrible when I hear you talk like this." Cheng Zitong gave her a speechless look, "I really thought that a top student would be any different, but it turns out that he only knows this kind of simple reasoning without any life experience.
"
Fu Yuan'er suddenly became furious, "You have life experience! Then tell me, how did you know that I wanted to find Cheng Yiming?"
"I just got off the bus with you." He said lightly.
Fu Yuan'er was speechless.
"Fu Yuan'er," he stared into her eyes, "don't mess with Cheng Yiming, you will get into big trouble."
His eyes were rare and sincere.
Did he think that if he showed such sincerity, she would listen to him?
I'm sorry she can't.
She will always do what she believes in.
"What kind of big trouble?" She simply followed his words and asked.
"Cheng Yiming is not as simple as you think." He said.
Fu Yuan'er curled her lips, if he could only say such ambiguous words, then stop talking about this topic.
"Cheng Zitong, thank you for your kindness, but I feel that no matter what kind of relationship we have, you have no right to restrict my ideas and my plans."
She pushed him away and sat up, "It's very late, let's go home."
She pushed the door open and got out of the car, going to change to the driver's seat. She didn't notice the flash of anxiety in Cheng Zitong's eyes.
**
Early the next morning, Fu Yuan'er went downstairs.
Now all she could think about was how to dig up information about Cheng Yiming.
After thinking about it all night yesterday, she felt that she could make a head-on breakthrough.
"It's so early." She came to the garden and pretended to take a walk and bumped into Cheng Yiming by chance.
In fact, she came downstairs because she saw him drinking coffee in the garden.
Cheng Yiming raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I thought you wouldn't take the initiative to talk to me after last night."
"Am I such a stingy person?" Fu Yuan'er sat down opposite him.
Cheng Yiming picked up the coffee pot and poured her a cup of coffee.
"By the way, I heard that your company is mainly engaged in real estate, and the famous landmark building Ocean Plaza in the Southern District is your masterpiece." Fu Yuan'er said.
Cheng Yiming was a little surprised: "Have you checked me?"
"Checked it online."
Cheng Yiming raised his thin lips: "By saying this, does it mean that you are interested in me?"
"You know I am a reporter from New A Daily. As a reporter, I am very interested in how you run the company."
She said in more detail, "The newspaper plans to do a special feature to interview ten company presidents under the age of 35 to share their successful experiences with readers. Can I do an exclusive interview with you?"
"I don't like to be exposed to the public eye." However, Cheng Yiming declined.
