She ran straight back to her own small apartment, where her mother lives now.
It was late at night, so she wrapped herself in a coat and wore slippers. She had nowhere to go but back here.
"Yuan'er, what's wrong with you!" Fu's mother was startled by her disheveled appearance.
"Mom, I'll take a shower first and then explain to you." She hurried to the bathroom.
Soaking yourself in the bathtub, the feeling of being wrapped in warm hot water is so comfortable that you can finally forget all the entanglements in your mind for the time being.
After taking a bath and putting on clean clothes, her mood improved a lot, and she was willing to say a few words to her mother's doubts.
"Mom, there's nothing wrong with me, don't worry." Well, saying it means not saying it.
Fu's mother gave her a sharp look, "Where did you and Zitong go today?"
Fu Yuan'er was stunned, "You...how are you sure that I am with Cheng Zi..."
"You're with another man, and you have this all over your neck," Fu's mother pointed to her neck, "I won't be the first to spare you."
What's on her neck?
She picked up her phone curiously, opened the selfie and took a look.
Oh my god!
She was so frightened that she immediately put down her phone.
She didn't look in the mirror when she took a shower just now, and her neck had turned into a strawberry base.
Why does Cheng Zitong still have such a hobby?
"You," Fu's mother shook her head, "aren't you and Zi usually incompatible with each other? Why are you so accommodating to him in this kind of thing?"
Fu Yuan'er's cheeks were burning. Why should she be accommodating? When did he give her a chance to stop?
Well, I can't accuse him unjustly.
When she didn't want to be in some strange place, he still stopped.
OMG!
Why did she think of him?
She must be crazy!
"Yuan'er, are you okay?" Fu's mother looked at her doubtfully, "Are your facial expressions too rich?"
"Mom, I'm tired. I'm going to bed." She walked into the room angrily.
She closed the door and lay down on her bed.
There was no part of my body that was not aching, but I couldn't sleep when I closed my eyes.
She waited for her mother to continue to chase her in and teach her a lesson, which was in line with her mother's character, but today her mother did not come in, but made a phone call in the living room.
The voice was louder, maybe it was meant for her to hear.
"Zitong, did you and Yuan'er quarrel?" She actually called Cheng Zitong!
"There's no quarrel, right? That's fine. You can be busy. I don't have anything else to do."
Just two sentences with no actual content at all.
Mom is not like the kind of person who does useless work...
Suddenly, she understood.
Mom was just hinting to Cheng Zitong that she was here...
Her mother wanted Cheng Zi to pick her up.
So, will he come?
She finally admitted without any fuss that her focus had completely changed.
**
"Reporter Fu Da, did you stay up late last night to catch up on the press release?"
When she arrived at the newspaper office the next day, she saw her colleagues greeting her like this.
She knew that she had heavy dark circles under her eyes.
I couldn't sleep until four or five in the morning last night. I finally squinted for a while and it was time to go to work, so I didn't have time to put on makeup.
He didn't come last night.
Not only did he not come, but he didn't even get a call.
She sat in her office chair and froze for a while, then brought her thoughts back in time.
Take out your cosmetics and do a simple makeup. I have to go to the interview later.
I can't understand some questions
, don’t think about it for now.
She will never worry too much about her feelings. Ji Sendhuo's training over the years has actually created her peaceful attitude towards feelings.
In the afternoon there was an interview with a female artist. This female artist is different from other artists in that she is committed to charity. She has recently donated and built hundreds of charity benches, so the newspaper wants to conduct an exclusive interview with her.
Fu Yuan'er doesn't like to interview female artists, but she likes these female artists who don't regard themselves as female artists very much.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, she came to the female artist's studio.
"Please wait a moment," the assistant took her to a small conference room, "Sister Lan is meeting with a big client."
Fu Yuan'er nodded, but her affection for this female artist had weakened a bit.
People who are not punctual can easily lose points.
She could only find a location with the photographer first, and then wait for the female artist to arrive before the interview could begin.
However, they waited for an hour and the female artist didn't come.
Didn't you say "wait a moment"? Who said "wait a moment" is an hour!
"I'm sorry." At this time, the assistant walked in again, "Sister Lan may have to talk to the big client for a longer time. Can we make an appointment at another time so that you don't have to wait."
Listen, it sounds quite considerate.
Even the photographer said, "Fuji, how about we change the time and come back again."
Fu Yuan'er stood up suddenly, "I have been waiting for an hour, and I will not wait another minute."
She ignored the assistant's obstruction, left the small conference room, and walked to the female artist's office.
"Reporter Fu, Reporter Fu..." The assistant rushed over in a hurry, but she was still not as fast as Fu Yuan'er.
Fu Yuan'er has already pushed the door open.
She saw the female artist sitting on the sofa with a man. The distance between the two was not very close, but their eyes were locked together.
The first thing she saw clearly was not the female artist, but the man... Cheng Zitong!
She was stunned for a moment, then a sneer appeared on her lips.
Sure enough, there is only one reason why the other party doesn't contact you, and that is because they don't want to contact you.
She quickly withdrew her gaze and stared at the female artist: "Hello, I am the reporter who arranged to interview you today, Fu Yuan'er."
The female artist opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Fu Yuan'er: "Originally, I was very happy to interview you, but now I am informing you that you will be the subject of an interview that I will never refuse."
After saying that, she turned and left.
"Hey, you, you..." The female artist was so angry that she couldn't speak, and finally complained to Cheng Zitong, "Mr. Cheng, look at how this person is like this!"
"Fu Ji," the photographer caught up with her in the parking lot, "Is that really good? After all, several newspapers are vying to interview her."
"Good or bad, I have already done it." She never cares about the past.
"You can report it to the club yourself. I have something to do." She walked towards her car.
The photographer couldn't say anything more, so he put the equipment into the newspaper's minivan and went to report to the newspaper to be tortured by the gossip.
After all, if such a big thing happened, it could be called an interview accident in the newspaper office, so many colleagues would ask him what happened.
This photographer brother should rarely gossip, otherwise how could he not know that Cheng Zitong is Fu Yuan'er's husband.
If it had been a young girl from the newspaper office just now, the scene would have exploded.
Fu Yuan'er got into her car and picked up the phone.
She was calling Ji Senzhuo's mother, wanting to inquire about a person's situation, but she didn't expect Ji Senzhuo's voice to be heard over there.
"Yuan'er, after you get off work, will you come to the hospital to see me?" His voice was gentle and distant.
Yin made a request, and Fu Yuan'er felt that it would be a sin for her not to agree.
"I……"
"She won't come, don't wait any longer." A voice interrupted her forcefully, then grabbed the phone and hung up.
Fu Yuan'er stared at Cheng Zitong's face for several seconds before she reacted.
"Cheng Zitong, are you a gangster?" His behavior just now was very similar.
"What's wrong, are you delaying your meeting with your old lover?" Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows coldly.
Why does she find him so annoying!
"That's enough with you, Cheng Zitong!" She glared at him fiercely, "You disrupted my interview, and now you're interfering with my private life. Who do you think you are!"
He didn't say anything, got out of the car, walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door and pulled her out.
Then get in your car.
Why didn't she notice when she came that his car was parked not far away?
"Where are you taking me!" Fu Yuan'er asked angrily.
"I'm not going to see him. I'll go with you." He started the car and drove out of the parking lot.
Fu Yuan'er thought to herself that with his unexpected style of doing things, the more she tried to stop him, the more outrageous things he would do.
To prevent him from going to the hospital, something strange must be done.
So she calmed down temporarily, looked out the window without saying a word, and let the car drive forward.
Not long after, the car arrived at the hospital parking lot.
He got out of the car and pulled her with him towards the hospital building, holding her tightly as if he was afraid that she might slip away by accident.
He pulled her to the elevator.
During this time, there was no one in the hospital.
Ji's mother has transferred Ji Senzhuo to a hospital with recuperation functions. The characteristic of this place is that there are few people.
Seeing that the elevator was about to reach the first floor, Fu Yuan'er suddenly approached Cheng Zitong, stood on tiptoes, held her face in her hands, moved her soft lips up to him, and took the initiative to kiss him.
After the kiss, she was a little stunned. She had no experience with this, so she could only imitate him and kiss him hard and hard.
Cheng Zitong froze at first, and then his stern eyes were gradually replaced by tenderness. Her young skills instantly hit him, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and put his hands on her waist.
Fu Yuan'er suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.
At this time, the elevator reached the first floor and the door slowly opened.
She took advantage of him and pushed him into the elevator, turned around and ran away.
He went to see Ji Sendhuo with her. Wasn't this adding arsenic and frost to Ji Sendhuo's medicine?
Although Ji Senzhuo's sudden change of heart did not create any ripples in her heart, Ji Senzhuo was still a very dear person to her!
How could she hurt him!
She ran out of the hospital in one breath, took a taxi and left.
I don’t know if the same person Cheng Zi will go upstairs, but it doesn’t matter if he meets Ji Sendhuo. There is no lethality when two men meet.
However, as the car was approaching the newspaper office, her phone suddenly rang.
It was Ji's mother who called.
She didn't know why, but at this moment, when she looked at the words "Mama Ji" on her phone, her heart was beating wildly.
"Hello?" She answered the phone anxiously.
Immediately I heard the sad and anxious voice of Ji's mother: "Yuaner, come quickly, Xiaozhuo has entered the emergency room again!"
The phone in Fu Yuan'er's hand slipped instantly.
Cheng Zitong had been to Xiaozhuo's ward. He came alone and said he wanted to talk to Xiaozhuo alone.
Right after he left the ward, there was something abnormal with Xiao Zhuo's ventilator.
She rushed to the emergency room and listened to Ji's mother explain the situation to her with tears in her eyes.