Chapter 3340 The first person to call the president
Cheng Muying clicked her tongue twice, "Although her intelligence is different from normal people, her appearance is any different from us. What's more, is there really something wrong with her IQ?"
There is no deep meaning in her words.
Did she also see something?
"Cheng Muying, shut up!" Cheng Zi shouted angrily, and he strode up the garden ladder.
Cheng Muching shrugged nonchalantly, "I've finished what I want to say."
She turned around and left through another entrance to the garden.
Fu Yuan'er turned around and left, but he grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing!" She threw him away angrily and came to defend Ziyin again?
"Ziyin is just a child, don't get it wrong," he said.
"You have your thoughts, and I have my judgment." If they can't talk about it together, they shouldn't talk about this topic.
She turned around to leave again, but he strode forward and hugged her from behind.
"You can leave if you want," he breathed hot breath behind her ear, "first tell me, why did you hug me just now?"
Fu Yuan'er's cheeks turned red. What should she say? Did she realize that she fell in love with him?
She didn't want to say anything, she could imagine how proud he would be after hearing it.
"I didn't... didn't pay attention. I couldn't stand firm for a moment." She said hesitantly.
Her hesitation had revealed her inner thoughts.
A woman will only feel flustered and hesitant in front of a man she cares about.
She couldn't see it at all, the joy in his eyes had already spilled out of the corners of his eyes.
"Zi Yin..." He calmed down, but as soon as he said these two words, he realized that the person in his arms was about to leave.
He tightened his arms and refused to let go.
"I spent some time in an orphanage when I was a child," he said. "I was very thin at the time, but I was very smart. What the teacher taught me never troubled me..."
The person in his arms gradually calmed down.
"The older children don't like me. They use ridiculous methods such as quietly throwing away my food and putting bugs in my quilt. I'm not afraid of bugs, but I will be hungry. Only Ziyin will secretly leave steamed buns for me.
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Fu Yuan'er turned around in surprise: "You and Zi Yin met in the orphanage?"
Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, "There is also Ziqing."
But Ziqing had no sympathy for him. She could only give him a cold look when Ziyin secretly gave him steamed buns.
Half a year later, Cheng Zitong won first place in the city in a subject competition.
Perhaps this made his father think that he was still a talent, so he sent someone to pick him up and left the orphanage.
Later, he naturally became a young talent in the eyes of everyone, and Ziqing found him.
Only then did he learn about their sisters' talents in computers, so he funded their studies abroad.
Only then did Fu Yuan'er realize that the three of them had such a connection.
"You gave them their names, didn't you?" She suddenly thought of it.
Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, "They need a new identity after leaving the orphanage."
She understood that Ziqing and Ziyin were relatives to him.
Especially Ziyin.
"Why are you telling me this?" she asked.
"I don't want you to misunderstand."
"What can I misunderstand..." She didn't misunderstand anything at all. Her guesses about Ziyin were all well-founded.
"I care about her because she is my sister," he said.
Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but blush on her cheeks. Why did he say that? She didn't tell him. She would feel uncomfortable when he cared about Zi Yin...
"You...don't tell me this, who cares who you care about..."
"You really don't care?"
"in spite of."
"real?"
"Really... ugh!"
He just talks, so why come and kiss him?
"What are you doing? This is in the garden
!" She pushed him away.
"Is it okay in the bedroom?" he asked.
"In..." A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, "Come over here and I'll tell you."
He was dubious and lowered his head. She stood on tiptoes as if she wanted to say something to him, then suddenly pushed him away and ran away.
He was completely defenseless.
When he saw her again, she was already sitting in the study, working seriously.
"Don't come," she said immediately after seeing him, "I have to get out the interview transcript tonight."
He still came over, but just stood behind her.
Several interview materials and recording files were opened on the computer screen.
She is indeed working on the manuscript, and these materials are all dated within the past two or three days.
Except for that night, she never stayed in the hospital again.
This realization made the sullenness in his heart disappear immediately.
"Do you want to steal a secret?" she hummed.
She still remembered how shamelessly he once snatched her interview material and got the information he wanted.
Her face was red and her eyes were angry. In his eyes, she looked like an angry little kitten.
He didn't need to think, he just lowered his head and kissed the little milk cat.
Before she could react, he had already let go of her.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow night." He said.
"Why pick me up?" She looked at him confused.
"Go to mom's place for dinner."
"You're busy."
After saying that, he got up and went out.
Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a while before she realized that he was planning to go to her mother's place for dinner tomorrow night.
Did he ask her mother? He said she wanted to go!
"He called me," Fu's mother said on the phone, "and said he wanted to eat the roast chicken I cooked."
"Mom, when will you know how to cook roast chicken?" She hasn't even eaten it yet.
"Who told you to stay away from home so often? You don't come to see me as often as I do!"
"I won't tell you any more, I'm going to sleep."
Putting down the phone, Fu Yuan'er felt quite sad.
My mother lived in the Fu family villa for the first half of her life. Unless she wanted to, she had no need to take care of her three meals a day.
But now, I can even cook a complicated dish like roast chicken.
She was busy until midnight before returning to the room, only to find Cheng Zitong not asleep yet, sitting on the bedside looking at his mobile phone.
She walked over and sat down glumly.
"Cheng Zitong, you are not allowed to send my mother out in the future," she said.
Cheng Zitong put down his phone and turned to look at her.
"My mother rarely cooks for people. She lived in a big house for the first half of her life." Now, "I feel guilty that I can't let my mother live in a big house. I don't want her to have to work hard for cooking anymore."
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"Mom can live in Tianyun's house," he said.
When he first got married, he had someone "invite" her to his villa, but she ran out.
"I don't even live there, so it's impossible for my mother to go."
"Okay, okay," she stopped him from continuing, "It's nice for my mother to live there, I just don't want you to always have to work for food."
After saying that, she got up and went into the bathroom.
The next afternoon, when she got off work, he came over and picked her up and took her to the apartment.
"You go in first, and I'll buy something." She got out of the car first when she got to the gate of the community. "Just park the car and go upstairs. You don't have to wait for me."
She thought about secretly buying some cooked food so that her mother would have less to cook.
She knows her mother's personality very well. When guests come to eat, she can't wait to cook a full banquet.
Not to mention that this is the son-in-law.
When she got home, she went into the kitchen first.
There happened to be no one in the kitchen, so she quickly took out the cooked food in the file bag and plated it.
"What are you doing?" Mom walked in.
She quickly said "Shh" to her mother.
"I bought some cooked food," she whispered, "you can cook less dishes."
"The dishes are all ready," mother said, "there are more than a dozen dishes."
"So awesome!" Fu Yuan'er was stunned, "Have you been busy since morning?"
"It's all done by Zi Tong." Mom said.
What!
real or fake!
"But he obviously just went to pick me up..."
"He finished the food and then went to pick it up from you."
Fu Yuan'er:......
She really didn't expect that Cheng Zitong's cooking skills were so good, and the dishes on the table were no different from those in the hotel.
After trying it, you will find that it is even more delicious than the one in the hotel.
"Yuan'er, why don't you eat? Why are you so dazed?" Fu's mother's voice sounded.
Fu Yuan'er pouted: "If you eat too much, I will have to go on a diet in the next two days."
Just as Fu's mother was about to speak, Fu Yuan'er pointed at a few dishes with her chopsticks, "I'll pack these dishes later and I'll eat them tomorrow."
Fu's mother smiled, "When did you pack your lunch at home? You didn't even want to take it to the newspaper office! It seems that Zi Tong's cooking skills are better."
"I'm just afraid of waste!" Fu Yuan'er argued.
Fu's mother gave her a helpless look.
Looking at Cheng Zitong again, although there was no expression on his face, he could not hide the smile in the corners of his eyes.
Fu's mother sighed in her heart, how wonderful it would be if Ji Senzhuo didn't come back.
After dinner, Fu's mother sent Cheng Zitong out to throw away the garbage, and asked Fu Yuan'er to help clean it up.
Fu Yuan'er really found it funny, "Mom, you are the first person to ask Mr. Cheng to take out the garbage."
"Here, he is my son-in-law, not Mr. Cheng."
"What do you think of him?" Fu's mother asked next.
Fu Yuan'er rolled her eyes: "Look with your eyes."
"Don't come here," Fu's mother glanced at her, "you know what I want to ask. Speaking of which, you have been married for a while. What kind of person do you think he is?"
"Can I...not answer this question?"
"No." Fu's mother looked at her seriously, "Yuan'er, how long has it been since you told me what's on your mind?"
Since her father left, mother and daughter have been living together in the Fu family, and they have agreed to talk to each other every once in a while.
Talk about good and bad, let your emotions have an outlet.
It is precisely because of this that Fu Yuan'er has always been mentally healthy.
Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips, "Mom, did you say that loving someone will change?"
"For example, I used to like Ji Senzhuo so much and wanted to marry him. Will these thoughts change? If they change, does it mean that I am a person who is not loyal to my feelings?"
Fu's mother's eyes widened in disbelief, "Yuan'er, do you think this is what a woman living in the 21st century should say?"
How come her thoughts are more conservative than those of the older generation?
"What is the purpose of loving someone? Isn't it to make the other person happy and make yourself happy?" Fu's mother asked back, "Your love for Ji Senzhuo can neither make him happy nor make yourself happy. Why do you still do it?"
To adhere?"
Fu Yuan'er was speechless. She felt that what her mother said made sense.
"This is not important," but my mother quickly saw the essence of the problem, "What is important is, why do you doubt yourself?"
If a person sticks to something without wavering, he will not have any doubts.
It was obvious that Fu Yuan'er had been shaken.
"What made you shaken? Or who made you shaken?" Fu's mother's eyes were as bright as a flash, as if she could see into the depths of her heart at a glance.