The car door opened, and he quickly walked to the front of Fu Yuan'er's car, staring deeply into the car through the windshield.
That expression was as if a parent was silently condemning a child who had done something wrong.
Fu Yuan'er was a little scared at first, but then she suddenly realized why she was scared, and she had done nothing wrong.
Yu Hui was even more confused than she was, "Fu Yuan'er, what is your ex-husband doing? Catching your daughter who doesn't come home at night?"
"Get out! You are his son!" After saying that, Fu Yuan'er opened the door and got out of the car.
"My dad doesn't care about me like that!" Yu Hui complained and got out of the car.
Fu Yuan'er walked up to Cheng Zitong, and before she could speak, he grabbed her wrist and walked to his car.
It doesn't matter whether she wants it or not.
"Cheng Zitong, where are you taking me? I don't want to go home yet." She wanted to break away from his hand, but his hand was like an iron lock on her wrist, and she couldn't break free at all.
"Mr. Cheng turns out to like bullying women." Yu Hui walked over from the other side and looked at them with a half-smile.
Cheng Zitong paused slightly, "If you don't go home, do you want to go out with him?"
The person he asked was Fu Yuan'er, but the person who glared was Yu Hui.
If looks could kill, Yu Hui would have been shot through the heart by a thousand arrows.
"I..." She must not let him know where she is going, otherwise she will not be able to go.
"He followed me because he wanted to find Yan Yan." She quickly replied, "If you don't believe me, ask him."
Yu Hui nodded, "Mr. Cheng doesn't believe it, right? If you don't even have this little trust in your woman, I really don't know if you are suspicious by nature or if you don't have confidence in yourself."
Fu Yuan'er swallowed hard. This Yu Hui also spoke like a poisonous snake with sharp teeth.
Cheng Zitong still pulled Fu Yuan'er into the car, but said: "I will take you to find her."
Fu Yuan'er's heart sank. It was impossible for him to follow her. It would be okay to take him to the casino!
"Who said I was going to take him to find Yan Yan?" She immediately yelled at Yu Hui: "Yan Yan doesn't want to see you, so it's useless for you to come to me. Don't follow me!"
After saying that, she took the initiative to get in the car and left with Cheng Zitong.
It was almost seven o'clock now, and she still had time. She would go back with him first, dispel his doubts, and then find an opportunity to come out.
The car drove to the apartment.
He looked ahead and concentrated on driving, but his face was still gloomy and unhappy, making the atmosphere in the car tense.
Fu Yuan'er thought to herself that it was not a big deal that the atmosphere was always so tense. It would be inconvenient for her to find an opportunity to sneak out later.
Although I was not very willing, I still coaxed him.
"Cheng Zitong, did you ask someone to drive my car away?" She started by finding something to say to warm up the situation.
He said a dull "hmm".
"Why are you here? Are you here to pick me up from get off work?" she asked again.
He said "hmm", but it was still dull.
"What should we eat tonight? Should we cook it at home or eat out?" she asked.
He didn't say anything, his expression of displeasure showed that he didn't want to answer.
There was a surge of grievance in her heart unconsciously. She had taken the initiative to do this, why wasn't he happy?
She obviously didn't do anything wrong...well, this sentence is actually a bit guilty.
But regardless, she just felt aggrieved.
"Stop the car, I'm hungry." She said angrily, not caring about any strategy.
With a "chi" sound, the car suddenly stopped.
There are many restaurants on the roadside, but this is a no-parking area. Twenty meters ahead, a row of traffic cameras are taking pictures of Kaka.
She didn't care if anyone made her angry, she would just push the door open and get out of the car.
She felt that he must find a place to park first and then chase her.
This was an opportunity. She could take the opportunity to run away and then find a way to call Yu Hui.
However, after taking a few steps, Cheng Zitong followed.
She froze in her tracks and looked back at his car, which was parked on the side of the road in such a grand manner.
"What are you doing, waiting for the car to be locked?" she asked.
"I'll accompany you to dinner first," he said.
"It's not important for me to eat. You go park the car first."
"You are hungry."
She was suddenly speechless.
He didn't respond when she said so many things before. When she said angrily, "I'm hungry," he took her very seriously.
It turns out that when he is angry, he will only give in to her most urgent needs.
There was a hint of sweetness in her heart, and her original temper suddenly disappeared.
"You go and park the car, I'll wait for you here." She said sincerely.
"You go with me."
"What do you mean, you don't believe me?"
"You can't go to Yu Hui anymore. Whatever you want to do, I'll accompany you."
Fu Yuan'er:......
Why did she smell jealousy?
It turns out that someone is not angry, but jealous.
She couldn't help but laugh.
He looked at her confused, not understanding why she was smiling.
She wouldn't tell him what she was laughing at. She took his arm and said, "Get in the car and go home to eat the steak you cooked."
Let's think about it slowly when we get home.
By nine-thirty in the evening, Fu Yuan'er was a little anxious.
By this time, dinner had been eaten and she had taken a shower, looking as if she was ready to rest.
She quietly looked out from behind the bedroom door and made sure that Cheng Zitong was still busy in the study.
After dinner, he went into the study and has been busy until now. It seems that he didn't run away until midnight.
This is just right, as he won't have time to send her out later.
At this time, the phone call she made with Lucy finally came through.
She had already turned up the ringtone volume on her cell phone to the maximum, and deliberately waited for the phone to ring several times before answering it.
"Hey, Lucy, what's going on at the newspaper office?" Of course, opening the door to the widest position is also the most basic thing.
"Are you working overtime temporarily? You have to publish the article tomorrow? Okay, I'll be right over."
She put down the phone and quickly changed her clothes while paying attention to the movement outside the door.
She changed her clothes immediately, but there was no movement outside the door. Why?
There was no way he couldn't have heard her calling just now. Since he heard her but didn't respond, he didn't have any doubts about her going to work overtime.
She breathed a sigh of relief and went to the living room after getting dressed. She didn't dare to look directly into the office, fearing that he would catch her with his eyes and make it difficult for her to escape.
However, the study was so quiet that it didn't look like there was anyone at all.
It was such a favorable time, place, and people. It would be a shame for God to arrange it if she didn't leave quickly.
She ran to the door in one breath, only one step away from changing her shoes, but she still hesitated.
She still looked towards the study involuntarily. He should have reacted. The study shouldn't be so strangely quiet.
After thinking again and again, she chose to go back to the study.
It didn't matter at first glance, but it was even more confusing at first glance. Cheng Zitong was not working at all, but was leaning back on the chair cushion.
If you look closely, you will see that his eyes are closed tightly and sweat is pouring from the tip of his nose and forehead.
"Cheng Zitong, Cheng Zitong!" She immediately rushed up and shouted several times.
Cheng Zitong didn't react at first. She screamed more often, and he struggled to open his eyes and look at her.
"Cheng Zitong, what's wrong with you?" she asked anxiously.
"Hot..." He said one word, and then closed his eyes again.
She immediately reached out and touched his forehead. Oh my god, it was as hot as an iron pot on the fire!
He has a fever!
"Cheng Zitong, get up and lie down on the bed!" She wanted to help him up, but failed several times because it was too heavy.
She could only give up temporarily and instead got a thermometer and twisted a towel soaked in cold water.
As soon as I put the towel on his forehead, he suddenly made a sound again, calling for "water".
She quickly walked to the kitchen and poured him a glass of warm water.
"Cheng Zitong, drink water." She called softly, holding the back of his head with one hand, and holding the cup with the other hand to feed him some water.
Then she put down the cup and prepared to take his temperature.
His thermometer is still a mercury type. How long has it been since he had a cold? I wonder if electronic thermometers have been out for a long time. Just a "beep" sound is enough.
At this moment, she still had a lot of trouble inserting the thermometer into his armpit.
He was also very uncomfortable from the tossing, his body twisted several times, and the towel on his forehead fell to the floor.
She had no choice but to pick up the towel again, go to the bathroom, twist it again, and apply it to his forehead.
After doing this, the thermometer will probably be almost ready.
She took out the thermometer and looked at it, and was immediately shocked.
High fever 39 degrees 5.
Should she call an ambulance?
"Water..." He spoke again.
She quickly gave him water again, and seeing that he seemed to be somewhat awake, she said, "Cheng Zitong, you have a severe fever. I'll call an ambulance for you."
"No... I'm not going," he heard and replied to her: "Fever-reducing medicine is in the refrigerator."
Soon, she brought some fever-reducing medicine.
This antipyretic medicine was in liquid form. She unscrewed the cap and poured a spoonful into the spoon, ready to feed it to his mouth.
He opened his eyes again drowsily, "It's cold...coat."
"Take the antipyretic medicine first." She said casually, but what she did was put down the spoon and hurriedly went to the bedroom to get her coat.
After a while, she took her coat and put it on him, but found that the spoon was empty.
He had already taken the antipyretic medicine himself.
"Cheng Zitong," she said quickly while he was awake, "get up and I'll help you lie down on the bed."
He understood, pushed himself up, and slowly moved back to the bed to lie down.
She sat by the bed for a while and found that he was just sleeping quietly, as if the antipyretic medicine had taken effect.
Generally speaking, cold medicines can make people sleep well, so is it okay for her to go to the casino and come back...
The time to gather is almost here.
At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes again.
Fu Yuan'er was stunned when she saw him looking at the ceiling, dumbly silent.
Could it be that you are dreaming?
She put her hand in front of his eyes and waved it, trying to test whether he would react.
He slowly closed his eyes again.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly to leave.
"Fu Yuan'er..." He suddenly spoke.
She turned her head blankly and saw that his eyes were closed, but his mouth could speak, "My document... I haven't finished reading it."
Is he awake and can he remember his documents?
"Shall I bring it to you?" she asked.
He nodded slightly.
She went to the study room and brought his tablet over.
"I'm tired and can't read," he added, "please read it for me."
Fu Yuan'er:......
She really has to go.
But now that he was half-conscious and half-conscious, she really couldn't leave.
"Read it for me..." he repeated.
Well, maybe he will slowly fall asleep while listening to her reading the document.
Thinking like this, she had no choice but to open the file and read it to him word by word.
This is a contract. Although every word looks familiar, the combination is particularly difficult to understand, and there are a lot of legal terms.
Fu Yuan'er recited it and yawned loudly.
Looking at Cheng Zitong again, he opened his eyes and then closed them again.
It seemed to be telling her that he was listening very carefully and asked her to continue reading and not be lazy.
Fu Yuan'er was also convinced. Is he a workaholic? He was lying down with a fever and cold, but he didn't let the file take a rest!
