After the beginning of autumn, the night breeze is slightly cool.
Jiang Li's long hair on her temples was blown up by the wind, and Feng Siye helped her tuck her temples behind her ears naturally. His hands were cold as their skin touched each other.
Jiang Li was stunned.
She immediately held his hand and asked, "When did you come and how long have you been standing here?"
Feng Siye smiled and said, "Just arrived."
"Liar, why are your hands so cold when you first get it?" Jiang Li rubbed his hand, then raised his head and asked him, "Could you have come when you sent me a message? You have been waiting outside until now."
Feng Siye smiled and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Li knew that he had guessed correctly, "Why didn't you call me when you came, or go in to find me?"
"..."
Feng Siye's voice was a little aggrieved, "Didn't you say you wanted to relax?"
Then she didn't let him wait outside.
Jiang Li was about to say something, but Jiang Yuchen behind him couldn't stand it at all. He beat his chest like a gorilla, "Uncle! Uncle! I beg you, please stop being such a bitch! Consider us three singles.
Do you feel good? Especially since I was your former love rival, you are just stabbing me in the heart."
Feng Siye glanced over with a cold eye.
Facing his cold and cold eyes, Jiang Yuchen shrank his neck and fell silent for an instant.
He wanted to cry again.
Just take away the person he likes and don't even let him complain.
tyrant!
dictatorship!
Fascist!
Jiang Yuchen held back tears and squatted in the corner to draw circles.
Jiang Yuchen didn't know what Fu Zimo was thinking about Jiang Li, so he had no idea that what Feng Siye did was not directed at him at all, but for Fu Zimo to see.
Fu Zimo knew it well.
At this moment, like Jiang Yuchen, he had only one thought in his head - Feng Siye is such a dog!
"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence."
Fu Zimo was lukewarm, "It's really a coincidence."
Feng Siye put his arms around Jiang Li's waist and asked with a faint smile, "Mr. Fu seems to be drunk. Do you need us to take you home?"
us.
you.
Fu Zimo sneered inwardly.
Feng Siye really never forgets to stab him in the heart.
His smile faded and he said, "No need to bother, we have a driver."
Feng Siye didn't really want to see him off. Hearing what he said, he nodded immediately. He looked down at Jiang Li and said softly, "The child is still waiting for us at home. Let's go back."
"Ah, aren't they asleep yet?"
"It wasn't there when I came here."
"Then let's go back quickly." Jiang Li waved to the three of them, "Brother Zimo, Mu Mu, Jiang Yuchen, Feng Siye and I are going home first. Jiang Yuchen, please remember to send Mu Mu home safely."
Jiang Yuchen said weakly, "I know."
Feng Siye opened the passenger seat and let Jiang Li in. Then he walked around to the driver's seat and drove away.
behind.
Fu Zimo's expression was unclear.
From the conversation between Feng Siye and Jiang Li just now, he captured a key piece of information - they were living together.
Fu Zimo pursed his lips.
"Boss, aren't you leaving?"
The emotion in Fu Zimo's eyes was darker than the night, and he said calmly, "You guys go first, I'll drive for you."
"Oh, bye then."
Su Mu's driver had already driven her nanny car over. She kicked Jiang Yuchen and said, "Can you leave?"
"Let's go, let's go."
Jiang Yuchen and Su Mu said goodbye to Fu Zimo and left in the car. Jiang Yuchen lay on the car window and watched Fu Zimo's figure gradually become smaller and farther away, his facial features gradually blurred, but his figure became taller and taller.
Jiang Yuchen's eyes suddenly lit up.
He pulled Su Mu next to him and said, "Su Mu, Su Mu, I finally know why Fu Zimo makes me feel so familiar. Come and take a look."
"What are you looking at?" Su Mu lay beside the window and looked back in confusion.
"Look at Fu Zimo from this distance. Look at his height, body shape, stance and feeling...does he look like my uncle?"
"Which uncle is yours?"
"Block the dog!"
"..."
Su Mu was silent, "If you have the guts, say it to his face."
"It's not that you have no guts, so you said it secretly behind your back. Don't tell Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang is no longer the Jiang Jiang she used to be. She is living with my uncle now. Looking at the way they looked just now, they only wore one pair.
My pants are off. If she knew that I was scolding my uncle behind my back, she might not take my side."
"Hehehe, brother, where do you get your confidence? She might not be on your side. I can tell you for sure that she will never be on your side."
Jiang Yuchen's heart was pricked again. He pushed Su Mu and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Look back quickly."
"..."
Su Mu looked back.
But the car was traveling at a fast speed, and just now she was just quarreling with Jiang Yuchen. When she turned around, Fu Zimo's body was already blocked by the street lights and trees on both sides of the road.
Su Mu saw nothing.
"How is it? Does it feel very similar to my uncle?"
"I don't feel it."
Jiang Yuchen's eyes looked at her and he was speechless.
Su Mu was unconvinced, "It wouldn't be surprising if they were similar. Both of the two bosses are over 185cm tall, with wide shoulders, narrow waists and long legs. They have good manners and strong auras... I don't have to say they are similar.
No, after all, good men always have similarities."
"Just like female stars in the entertainment industry, there are always people who say that female stars in the entertainment industry are in love with each other. That's because everyone has similar aesthetics, so those who are popular are of similar types. There is a saying that beauties are always similar.
Yes. This concept also applies to men."
Yeah!
Jiang Yuchen scratched his head and felt that what Su Mu said seemed to make sense, at least he couldn't find anything to refute.
"Okay, put your head back, I don't want to accompany you on trending searches tomorrow."
"..."
…
Memories at the door.
Fu Zimo didn't ask for a driver.
After watching Feng Siye's black Maybach and Su Mu's nanny car leave with a heavy look, he made a phone call. A moment later, Fu Chao drove to the door of Shiyi.
Fu Zimo walked over and opened the car door.
"Mr. Fu?"
"..."
When Fu Zimo turned around, he saw Feng Tingting, whose cheeks were red from drinking. Seeing him looking over, Feng Tingting's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mr. Fu, it's really you."
Fu Zimo looked at her approaching with a cold expression, "Is something wrong?"
Feng Tingting drank a lot, but she was not drunk. She didn't care about Fu Zimo's indifference, brushed the broken hair around her ears, and said with some embarrassment, "I drove here, but I drank and didn't
I'm driving back. Mr. Fu, could you please... give me a ride?"
Seeing her shy posture as a little woman, Fu Zimo didn't understand anything.
He suddenly felt nauseous as if he had eaten leftovers from the night before.
Fu Zimo's expression became even colder.
He didn't save any face for Feng Tingting and sneered, "You want to ride in my car? You don't deserve it!"
"..."
Feng Tingting's smile froze.
She didn't expect Fu Zimo to be so ungraceful.
Before she could say anything, Fu Zimo had already opened the door and got into the car.
The next second.
The car roared, leaving only a burst of choking car exhaust, and quickly disappeared from her sight.