She thought this skirt was quite simple, and when she put it on, it highlighted her figure perfectly.
Only top-level tailoring can do this.
"Where did you buy this dress?" Yan Yan looked at the label and recognized that it was the work of an independent designer.
This designer's clothes are hard to buy, and there are basically only three pieces of each type.
"The clothes in the wardrobe were all bought by Cheng Zitong." Fu Yuan'er didn't know what the designer was.
Yan Yan clicked her tongue, "You said he bought it for you, but I didn't even dare to wear it, for fear that he would glare at me when he saw it."
"Why are you staring at you?" Fu Yuan'er didn't understand.
Yan Yan smiled, her best friend was really stupid.
"You will understand when you see him."
Hearing this, Fu Yuan'er couldn't help curling her lips, as if she would see him later.
Yan Yan took her to a recently opened barbecue restaurant with small boxes by the window.
Yan Yan parked the car and went to the private room. Fu Yuan'er had already ordered the food. There wasn't much meat, and there were more than a dozen bottles of wine.
"What are you doing, drinking to drown your sorrows?" Yan Yan raised her eyebrows.
As she spoke, she put the wine on the table foot, leaving only two or three bottles on the table.
Fu Yuan'er opened one of the bottles and started drinking without using the cup.
"Sister, you might as well eat some meat as a cushion." Yan Yan hurriedly rang the bell to call the waiter.
Each private room in the barbecue restaurant is assigned a waiter who specializes in grilling meat for guests.
After a while, a uniformed male waiter came in.
Soon there was baked food on the plate.
Fu Yuan'er didn't even look at it and just drank.
It didn't take long for Yan Yan in front of her to look a little dazed. She chuckled and said, "Yan Yan, I find that you are more beautiful when you are drunk."
Yan Yan was speechless, "You don't have a man by your side, so you won't attack a woman."
"screw you."
"Don't worry," Yan Yan knew what she was worried about. "Even if you fail to complete the plan perfectly, Cheng Zitong will not blame you."
She talked about it and it touched Fu Yuan'er's heart.
Fu Yuan'er was worried that after going through so much trouble, nothing would be accomplished in the end.
She drank half the bottle of wine in one go.
"You drink less," Yan Yan sighed, "I'll get you a glass of ice water."
Yan Yan went out.
Fu Yuan'er didn't care and picked up a bottle of wine to continue.
Suddenly, the waiter's hand reached over and placed a few slices of roast beef on her plate.
"I don't eat meat." She muttered.
As if she didn't hear anything, the waiter put another piece of baked bean skin on her plate.
"I don't eat meat, and I don't eat kaodoupi..." She muttered and raised her head, her eyes suddenly startled.
Who is this man wearing a waiter's uniform and looking at her seriously, if not Cheng Zitong?
"Why do you drink so much?" he asked seriously.
She suddenly stood up and threw herself into Cheng Zitong's arms without any explanation.
The familiar warmth enveloped her again, and she suddenly felt the urge to shed tears, but wait, now is not the time to shed tears.
She raised her face in his arms and asked, "How did you know I was here?"
"I know where you are and what you do every day."
"You sent someone to follow me!"
"Fool!" He tapped her head with his finger.
Can he really leave her alone and put her in danger?
Fu Yuan'er curled her lips angrily, "The whole world knows that you settled Zi Yin down. Now everyone thinks that Zi Yin really has your child."
"What do you think?" he asked.
"Isn't it obvious what I think?"
She could still do what he wanted, and she could still hold him at this moment. Her attitude was already obvious.
Cheng Zitong curled his lips and lowered his head to kiss him... She raised her hand to block his mouth in time, "I just drank..."
He took her hand away and kissed her lips.
The long and deep kiss made her unable to resist the passion, so she had no choice but to sit down.
He took advantage of the situation and the two of them were about to fall onto the bench...if she hadn't hugged his waist in time.
"Cheng Zitong, I miss you." She pressed one cheek tightly against his solid waist. What she coveted at this moment was the warmth she could rely on.
Cheng Zitong felt it. He raised one hand and stroked her long hair softly.
"Why do you want to give me the divorce agreement?" she asked muffledly.
Cheng Zitong was silent for a moment and then said: "If we want Cheng Yiming to make a desperate move, we must get a divorce."
"A desperate move?" She was confused, "Didn't we agree before that we should proceed in three steps?"
"I don't want to deal with them anymore...I've been dealing with them for too long."
Fu Yuan'er had no objection.
"What should we do next?" she asked.
"There will be more... scandals about Ziyin and I coming out, giving you enough reason to make trouble in the Cheng family," he said of his plan, "Cheng Yiming has found a partner, and tomorrow they will meet at Cheng's house
We invite them to our family for a dinner, and I will return to Cheng's house tomorrow. They want to find a partner, but it's not that easy."
"Are you going to stir things up?" she asked.
"Anyway, don't let them go so smoothly. Then you can officially launch the project and ask him to inject capital..."
Since Cheng Yiming doesn't have that much money, he will definitely let Murong Jue come forward in the name of the Cheng family's head office. At this time, they will find that they have fallen into the trap set by Cheng Zitong.
Cheng Zitong had long planned to use the stock market to destroy the Cheng family.
Fu Yuan'er probably understood it. As for the details, she had to take a step at a time.
However, her focus always fell on the words "The scandal between me and Ziyin".
"What other scandal is going on between you and Ziyin..." she asked.
"I hired all the reporters, and the content was all compiled." Cheng Zitong said calmly, "I have never seen her before."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned: "She and Cheng Yiming are in the same group. If you don't see her, wouldn't she be a gangster?"
"Are you worried about me?" Cheng Zitong had a smile in his eyes.
She was also quite convinced with herself. She was jealous when he and Ziyin were involved in a scandal, but she was worried when there was no scandal.
"I will arrange it." He comforted her.
"Who is worried about you?" She tried to save some "face", but her cheeks were actually blushing.
"I understand, it's not you who's worried about me, it's my wife."
"Who is your wife?"
"My name is Fu Yuan'er."
She leaned into his arms and smiled silly.
Suddenly, she felt her stomach churn, and she immediately pushed him away and ran to the bathroom.
Vomited into a mess.
She didn't quite remember what happened next.
Dimly, she heard someone arguing.
"...Cheng Yiming, I'm warning you, if you dare to show these messy things to Yuan'er, I won't be done with you."
"Cheng Zitong has already sent her a divorce agreement. She can't stand these scandals?"
"Whether you can bear it or not, it has nothing to do with you. You can get away or not. If you don't, I'll bite you..."
Fu Yuan'er opened her eyes and found herself lying in her bedroom in the Cheng family.
The sound came from outside the room.
When she saw the sun rising three poles outside the window, she understood what Yan Yan was saying.
What is "mess"?
Cheng Zitong acted very quickly, and he must have already asked people to publish the "scandal" between him and Ziyin.
A colleague from the newspaper office told her that the story between her and Cheng Zitong has attracted the attention of many netizens, and many netizens said it was more exciting than watching TV dramas...
As a reporter, she experienced the feeling of living in "news" for the first time.
"Yan Yan..." She coughed twice, cleared her throat, and called a few more times.
Yan Yan opened the door and walked in quickly.
"You're awake, how do you feel?"
Fu Yuan'er shook her head to express that she was fine, "Don't argue with Cheng Yiming."
Yan Yan glanced at the door to make sure there was no one outside, then she said to Fu Yuan'er, "Are you okay?"
"Did you arrange it last night?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
The question was about how she could meet Cheng Zitong at the barbecue restaurant.
Yan Yan chuckled.
Fu Yuan'er snorted at her, not knowing how much benefit she received from Cheng Zitong.
"I will forfeit the benefits," Yan Yan could swear to the sky, "I see you like an ant on a hot pot. If you don't meet Cheng Zitong, you will probably become an ant nest in your heart."
"You are an ant's nest." Fu Yuan'er retorted unconvinced.
"Tell me the truth, was it arranged by Cheng Zitong that you asked for leave from the crew this time?" Fu Yuan'er then asked.
Yan Yan smiled again.
Fu Yuan'er looked at her helplessly.
"But then again, what did he tell you last night?" Yan Yan asked.
Fu Yuan'er recounted what Cheng Zitong told her.
"Joining the banquet..." Yan Yan pondered this matter.
"What good ideas do you have?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
Yan Yanmei's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, "We have to participate anyway, right?"
Sure enough, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, the Cheng family's nannies began to work.
Yan Yan also started to get busy, taking care of herself in all aspects.
Not only did she take out jewelry that Fu Yuan'er never wore, but she also found a red fishtail skirt with a low V... Fu Yuan'er didn't even know she had such a skirt.
"Are you going to attend the award ceremony?" Fu Yuan'er pouted at her.
"Everyone who is fascinated counts as one." Yan Yan grabbed the V-neck and pulled it down, not satisfied with the lowness of the V-neck.
"Everyone is here." Fu Yuan'er kept looking out the window. Everyone who was supposed to come had almost arrived.
"Go downstairs." Yan Yan put down her makeup brush.
**
The dinner was held in the Cheng family's banquet hall.
The guest was invited by Cheng Yiming, the president of a large group named Lin.
Although Cheng Yiming got this project from the Fu family, he would not completely fund it himself, so he needed to find a partner.
Lin was finally the one Cheng Yiming was more satisfied with, and he negotiated better with her. If the dinner tonight goes well, maybe the contract can be signed tomorrow.
"Mr. Lin, this is my great-grandmother, Ms. Murong," Cheng Yiming introduced Mr. Lin, "Mr. Grandma, this is Mr. Lin, from GT Energy Group."
Murong Jue smiled and shook hands with Mr. Lin, "I have admired my name for a long time. It is the Cheng family's honor that you can come to the Cheng family as a guest."
"Ms. Murong, you are very polite. I am honored to meet you." Mr. Lin was particularly polite.
The atmosphere was peaceful.
According to this development, they will have dinner, listen to violin music, and happily discuss the details of cooperation as Cheng Yiming expected.
"A guest is here!" Suddenly, Fu Yuan'er's voice sounded at the entrance of the restaurant.
Everyone in the restaurant followed the sound and couldn't help but look slightly startled.
Cheng Yiming almost spit out a mouthful of wine on the spot.
