No, but she can be sure that she went to Yu's house. She originally wanted to stay at Yu's house to help Cheng Zitong, but then Cheng Zitong made her angry. She sat down angrily and wanted to hear how Murong Jue killed Fu Yuan'er...
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"Miss Yuan'er, Mr. Cheng." At this time, a loud voice came from the door.
Ziyin's guest room is next to the steps, and you can hear the sound of entering the door.
She quickly came to the window and looked outside to see if it was because of the glare of the sun. The sight in front of her made her eyes sting and she almost cried.
No, it wasn't the sun that was dazzling, it was the scene of Cheng Zitong and Fu Yuan'er standing together that was so dazzling that it made her feel distressed.
Why was Fu Yuan'er holding his arm?
Why did he do that, staying close to Fu Yuan'er?
Why didn't Fu Yuan'er die?
What on earth happened!
"Ziyin, are you awake?" At this time, a surprised question came from the door.
It's Fu's mother's voice.
Ziyin calmed down, then turned around and gave Fu's mother a weak smile: "I just woke up, go to the window to breathe some fresh air."
Fu's mother sneered in her heart, lying. She clearly heard the sound and went to see if the person was Cheng Zitong.
Fu's mother's expression became serious: "I asked the doctor to check it with you. Your hypoglycemia is very serious, which is very dangerous for pregnant women! You are too willful and ran out alone. Fortunately, you are looking for
I'm pregnant, what if I faint outside and no one cares about me?"
Ziyin was slightly stunned, "Auntie, what happened?"
"Have you forgotten?" Fu's mother shook her head, "Look at this hypoglycemia, it's really fatal when it attacks... You fainted at Yu's house, and Zitong asked someone to take you back."
She handed a sheet to Ziyin, "I asked the doctor to come to your door to do the examination, and the results are all on it."
Ziyin lowered his head and looked at the checklist. Indeed, the diagnosis was hypoglycemia.
Fu's mother secretly laughed in her heart. The medicine Cheng Zi used was too powerful. Not only would it not hurt the child, it would also allow the doctor to detect symptoms of hypoglycemia.
"Auntie, I will be careful in the future." Ziyin had nothing to say and did not dare to ask too many questions.
If Fu's mother knew that she clearly found out that Fu Yuan'er was in danger but didn't tell her, she wouldn't be able to stay here any longer.
"It's good that you know," Fu's mother comforted her: "You take a rest first and come out to have dinner together later."
Ziyin rolled his eyes and said, "Auntie, are you entertaining any guests tonight? I can already smell the aroma of vegetables from the kitchen."
Fu's mother was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, "You'll know after we eat."
After saying that, she turned and left the room.
Ziyin watched her unhappy figure, knowing very well that because of Yu Lingfei's incident, Fu's mother didn't like Cheng Zitong very much.
Fu Yuan'er should have made her own decision to let Cheng Zi live with her this time.
She stood up, closed the door, and picked up her equipment.
She now wants to figure out what happened during the period when she fainted and was unconscious.
As soon as she turned on the device and put on the headphones, she suddenly heard a crisp laughter... Fu Yuan'er's voice.
She was stunned for a moment, then realized that she had pressed the wrong button and was connected to Fu Yuan'er's room... It was easy for her to install a bug in Fu Yuan'er's room.
However, Fu Yuan'er was often away from home and lived alone at home, so she couldn't hear any sounds at all, so she rarely listened.
At this moment, I accidentally pressed the wrong button and heard a sound instead.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Zitong's voice came again, "Is that so?" Her heart was suddenly tugged, his voice was so gentle... In her memory, he had never spoken to her in such a tone.
"That's right!" Fu Yuan'er seemed to be correcting him.
Then there was silence... No, not silence, but a small rustling sound...
If you think about it with your toes, you can think of what they are doing.
"Bang!" Ziyin became angry and threw the earphones.
"alright."
At this moment, Fu Yuan'er closed the lid of a storage box in the room.
In the afternoon, she and Cheng Zitong went to the mall and bought a lot of baby products. Considering that they would not be used for at least five months, she temporarily put them all in a large storage box.
So, just now she was instructing Cheng Zitong how to store it.
The rustling sound was from two people folding clothes together.
Ziyin really misunderstood.
Cheng Zitong picked up the large storage box and placed it deep in the closet.
Fu Yuan'er breathed out, "Don't buy any more next time. The clothes you bought today are enough to last him half a year old."
Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows in disapproval: "My child only has this little change of clothes?"
Fu Yuan'er:......
He called nearly a hundred sets of clothes "a little bit"?
It seems that their understanding of measurement units is not on the same channel.
"Cheng Zitong, don't spoil your child, or it will get bad." She had to give him a piece of advice.
"Buying a hundred sets of clothes is called doting?"
It seems that their understanding of doting is not on the same page.
"Cheng Zitong, are you trying to argue with me?" She also raised her eyebrows, "Don't forget whose territory you are in now!"
"If you are smart, just put your tail between your legs and be a good person, otherwise you will suffer a lot!" She pouted her soft lips proudly.
"Oh," he was a little interested in the last sentence, "what's so good about it?"
As he spoke, he walked up to her, and his tall figure completely enveloped her delicate body.
She suddenly felt a sense of oppression, her heart beat faster involuntarily, and her cheeks turned red.
"You...what are you doing..." She subconsciously walked back, but there was a wall behind her.
But he still took a step forward, his body pressing tightly against her, allowing her to clearly feel his changes.
Fu Yuan'er's pretty face burned like the brilliant sunset, and the door was open... But this man's habit never cared about this.
"Cheng Zitong, don't be like this, my mother will be here at any time."
"I'll close the door." There was great patience in his voice.
"No...it's not a matter of whether the door can be closed..." She suddenly thought of something, "You should be patient for a while."
She grabbed his hand and walked forward, closing and locking the door to the room first.
Then he pulled him to the desk and squatted down.
A smirk appeared on Cheng Zitong's lips: "I thought I was the only one worried..."
But he saw her make a "shush" sound to him mysteriously, and then gently opened a drawer.
Deep in the drawer box, there was a small round object.
Cheng Zitong recognized it as soon as he saw it. It was a listening device.
Without even thinking, you can guess with your toes whose masterpiece this is.
Cheng Zitong's eyes were filled with anger and he couldn't help but want to speak. Fu Yuan'er quickly made a gesture of hissing at him.
He came to his senses immediately. If he had spoken out just now, he would have been betrayed if he could not protect himself.
He nodded and motioned for her to change places to speak, but her handsome face was held in her hands.
Her delicate lips came up and kissed her cheek several times, making a very loud sound.
His tall body couldn't help but froze, looking at her in disbelief, but he saw her shaking her head arrogantly at the listening device and mouthing, "I'll piss you off."
After saying that, he ran out.
He was left dumbfounded, it turned out that he was just a prop for her whim.
However, his heart was full of love and tenderness.
She was willing to show her little girl's naughty and cunning attitude in front of him, probably because she had 100% trust in him.
Cheng Zitong walked out of the room and saw that the door of the room next to him was wide open. Fu Yuan'er was standing in the room and waving to him: "Come in and take a look."
The layout of this room is similar to hers, but it has some more men's elements, such as men's pajamas in the closet and men's slippers at the bathroom door.
Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows: "Is this room prepared for me?"
"You are honored to be the first man to live in our family."
What she said was that since she and her mother moved in, this place has become her and her mother's home.
"It's an honor indeed," Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, but his eyes were full of disapproval, "but I didn't expect to sleep in a separate room with the mother of my child."
"You also said that since I am the mother of your child, of course I will sleep in a separate room with you." She answered matter-of-factly, "See for yourself. If you need anything, just ask the housekeeper."
Cheng Zitong sat on the soft leather sofa, opened his arms, and relaxed, "I need you."
Fu Yuan'er:......
Didn't he feel that what he said was too direct?
As he spoke, he gently patted the sofa cushion with his slender fingers. His meaning was obvious, and he motioned for her to sit over.
She sat down, complaining in her mind while sitting down, it was such a contradiction.
"Just say this to me," she had to remind him. "If my mother hears it, she will definitely complain about you again."
Cheng Zitong was silent for a moment, "Have you heard about the problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? It turns out that mother-in-law and son-in-law can also have conflicts?"
"How about a little face?" Although he is a son-in-law, he has to add the word "before".
Cheng Zitong slid his arm down, hugged her waist, and brought his thin lips to her ear: "When the Cheng family matter is settled, I will give an explanation to my mother-in-law."
Hey, he just talks, why are we so close?
The hot air continuously poured into her ears, causing her pretty face to turn red.
However, the word "Cheng Family" easily blocks all reveries.
She lowered her beautiful eyes, feeling a little worried: "At most, we have a draw with the Cheng family this time. I'm afraid the matter is far from over."
But she had an idea, "With the 'evidence' you gave me, can I exchange it for them never to trouble you again?"
Cheng Zitong disagreed, "Can you expect wild beasts to change their habit of eating humans?"
What's more, "What I want is not for the Cheng family to be let go."
He is the attacker, he is the one who wants to plunder the land and seize the city.
"What do you want to do next?" she asked.
"Biding for the moment."
Cheng Yiming has sold out the acquired shares and his company has entered bankruptcy proceedings.
In the future, without a company, he will be like a golden cicada that has shed its shell, and it will be even harder for Murong Jue to find his loopholes.
And he will be more like a leopard hiding in the dark, quietly looking for the Cheng family's sore spots, and then hitting them with one strike.
"I'm afraid that the Cheng family will also plot against you." Fu Yuan'er said worriedly.
"I'm hiding in this big castle, and her hidden arrows can't hurt me."
