She was writing in the cafe until nine o'clock, and the housekeeper of Cheng's house sent a message saying that the old lady had left her with soup.

This meant to remind her that it was time to go home.

She wanted to reply that she was working overtime. Then she thought about whether Cheng's family was waiting to find her fault, and she had to take the opportunity to fight back.

Let them know that soft persimmons are not that easy to pinch.

She drove back to Cheng's house in the new car sent by Cheng Zitong, and the housekeeper was the first one to meet.

"Miss Fu, the old lady is waiting for you in the room," the housekeeper told her, "You go around the terrace outside the kitchen, where there is a staircase to go up to the second floor."

Fu Yuan'er walked as he said, but she sneaked around from this road to the back of the living room, trying to see what monsters and monsters were in the way.

Sure enough, Cheng Muying was there.

She must think that Fu Yuan'er just came to Cheng's house and would only walk in the hall.

She glanced at Cheng Muying's figure and left quietly.

Murong Jue hadn't slept yet, wearing reading glasses, sitting and waiting to read a book.

"Too grandma." Fu Yuan'er walked in and said hello.

Murong Jue closed the book and smiled at her, but his expression was already exhausted.

"Too grandma, I came back too late." Fu Yuan'er was sorry.

Murong Jue shook his head disapprovingly.

"I read a good book today, and I lost my sleepiness." She said, she put the book down.

Fu Yuan'er glanced at the cover subconsciously, and was stunned. It was the book she wrote...

To be precise, it was a collection of press releases she had made over the years.

She won a journalism award last year, and the editor-in-chief gave her a collection.

"Thank you for your compliment, too grandma." Fu Yuaner said with a smile.

Murong Jue asked, "Fu's family has been in business for several generations. Why do you want to be a reporter?"

"Because I like it."

She likes the feeling of "digging". When peeling the surface and seeing the truth, it is a great sense of accomplishment.

"When you arrive at the Cheng family, will you also dig out the truth about the Cheng family?" Murong Jue asked, his eyes suddenly sharp.

Fu Yuan'er was stunned, guessing that Murong Jue should have known that she was digging out the fake pregnancy of her uncle and aunt.

"Is the Cheng family that I see now just superficial?" She asked back, kicking the question back to Murong Jue.

Murong Jue was startled slightly, only to realize that he had dug a hole for himself.

This little girl is really quick-minded.

Murong Jue smiled heartily, "Even though we live under the same roof, but people's hearts are separated by their belly, I can't see through everyone's thoughts."

"If you really dig something, you must tell me in time."

Is this to encourage her, or to dig a hole to make her jump?

She was about to nod her head and agreed. Didn't it make Murong Jue think that she was really here to stir things up?

I'm sorry she is not.

"Grandma, I think everyone is very good," Fu Yuan'er said very sincerely, "Cheng Zitong has always wanted to come back, and now you have helped him realize his wish. I am very grateful to everyone."

Murong Jue nodded with a smile, but there was no deep meaning deep in his eyes, "You have a habit of staying here."

With that, she took out a key from the small drawer beside her and handed it to Fu Yuan'er.

Fu Yuan'er wondered, why did Murong Jue give her the key all day long.

"I asked someone to clean up a study room for you, right next to your bedroom," Murong Jue said, "how do you write on the coffee table?"

For Fu Yuan'er, this was nothing short of a surprise.

"Thank you so much, grandma." At this moment, she truly believed that the Cheng family were all good people.

Murong Jue nodded with a smile, "Go and rest, I want to sleep too."

"Good night, grandma." Fu Yuaner took the key and left the room happily.

When she reached the door, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Too grandma," she asked, turning her head, "how did you know that I was writing on the coffee table?"

The Cheng family... won't install surveillance in every room, right...

Murong Jue looked at her: "Zi Tong said it."

Fu Yuan'er:...

She couldn't help but her cheeks were reddening, and she had some strange thoughts just now.

Sure enough, a study room was cleaned up next to the bedroom.

A large desk, a comfortable office chair, and just the right light.

There are also two uniquely shaped small lamps on the desk, one with a crystal glass lampshade, and the other in the shape of a little bear, whose belly will glow.

In the middle of the night, when you turn on these two lights and write in the company of fluorescent lights, Fu Yuan'er will feel very safe.

Was this little bear sent by Murong Jue to accompany her?

"Fu Yuan'er, you are very popular." Suddenly, a mocking female voice sounded, and Cheng Muying came to the door.

She reacted right now, and understood that the butler had pointed another way to Fu Yuan'er.

Fu Yuan'er sat down in the large office chair, without humility, "I think so too."

Cheng Muying snorted coldly: "The little princess of the Cheng family will always be me. You are just an outsider."

Fu Yuan'er pondered this sentence. Is Cheng Muying worried about her competing for favor?

"Of course," Fu Yuan'er said following her words, "Too grandma loves you and will never make you tired. Unlike me, an outsider, I have to go to the outskirts of the city tomorrow to buy delicious food for my grandma. ."

Cheng Muying frowned: "Outskirts of the city, delicious?"

Everyone knows that Murong Jue likes food. Cheng Muying sometimes even flies to other cities to buy snacks for Murong Jue, but this is the first time she has heard of something in the suburbs.

Fu Yuan'er smiled slightly, "Yeah, haven't you eaten it? The dried beef is deep-fried and topped with the secret sauce. The limit is 1,000 servings a day... Hey, I won't tell you more. I have to get up early tomorrow. Line up."

She stood up, walked by Cheng Muying, and went back to the room.

When she came out of the shower, there was a car in the garden at about eleven o'clock and left quickly.

At the first glance, Che Ying knew that it was Cheng Muying's.

Fu Yuan'er chuckled and happily lay on the sofa.

It seems that when these Cheng family members come across something about Murong Jue, their IQ will be halved before talking about it.

She turned on the phone and wanted to read the interview materials before going to bed. The words Murong Jue said in her mind could not help but she said the same...

Why did Cheng Zitong tell the Cheng family that she needs a study?

Is he... what else is he thinking...

At this moment, Yin Jinxi called.

She picked up suspiciously: "Mother-to-be, haven't slept so late?"

Are you too happy to fall asleep?

There was a smile in Yin Jinxi's voice, "I shouldn't be able to sleep early today, everyone is very happy."

"Cheng Zitong also drank too much, will you come to pick him up, or should I ask him to take him back?" she asked.

Fu Yuan'er was surprised, the couple was happy, why was he drunk!

"How drunk are you?" she asked.

"...I don't recognize people anymore, but he said he wants to go back," Yin Jinxi said, "so I think he might want to

You come to pick it up. "

In the middle of the night, it's quite frustrating.

Fu Yuan'er wanted to say no, but then she thought that her new study was his credit, and she changed her mind.

Just take it as thank you.

She drove to the place where they were drinking, and Yin Jinxi was already waiting for her outside.

"Jinxi!" She happily ran forward and gave Yin Jinxi a big hug, "Congratulations!"

She handed a gift bag, "A gift for the baby."

Yin Jinxi took it out and saw it was a pair of finely carved gold and silver children's bracelets with the designer's name engraved on the small tag.

Is a famous designer.

This was not bought just before coming, it was prepared long ago.

"Last time I went to the exhibition, I happened to run into this designer's solo exhibition. At that time, I thought, when you have a baby, it's a good meeting gift."

Yin Jinxi was very touched, and I can think of her when visiting the exhibition.

"I thank you for the baby first." Yin Jinxi carefully put the gift away.

Now, let's talk about Fu Yuan'er.

"How are you and Cheng Zitong?" Yin Jinxi asked.

Fu Yuan'er told the truth. They lived in Cheng's house, and she could also think with her toes that he lived in Cheng's house for a purpose.

Yin Jinxi was very worried after hearing this: "Isn't he pulling you into the whirlpool!"

Fu Yuan'er chuckled. When he insisted on marrying her, didn't he already drag her into the whirlpool?

Compared with having to marry him, living in Cheng's house is a trivial matter.

"I can handle it, don't worry about me." Fu Yuaner gently put her hand on Yin Jinxi's lower abdomen, "You have a good baby and give birth to a fat baby."

"Take your hand away, don't scare the child!" Suddenly a hurried male voice sounded, his tone very anxious.

Yu Jingjie almost pushed Fu Yuan'er away, and then she protected her in front of Yin Jinxi, like... an old hen guarding her cub.

Fu Yuan'er can swear to the sky, she really just touched it gently...

"Mr. Yu, don't you..." She was speechless.

"As for." Yu Jingjie told her very clearly.

"You want a child, give birth to one yourself, my child can't be a toy for you." He was very polite.

Fu Yuan'er:...

Who wants to use his child as a toy!

"Yu Jingjie..." Yin Jinxi turned out from behind him, "Don't make a fuss, Yuan'er just cares about me and the baby."

"My women and children, it's fine if I care about them." At this point, Yu Jingjie was not convinced at all.

After finishing speaking, he put one hand around Yin Jinxi's shoulder and one hand in front of her abdomen, "Let's go home."

This posture is similar to protecting priceless treasures.

Fu Yuan'er was speechless before, but gradually she became a little envious.

It's really difficult to find someone you like, and that person just likes you, and marry him and have a baby.

"Hey," after taking two steps, Yu Jingjie suddenly turned his head: "Your own man is still inside, so you can figure it out."

Fu Yuan'er:...

Do people like Yu Jingjie who leave their friends in the box after drinking, really have friends?

Standing in front of the sofa in the box, Fu Yuan'er sighed helplessly as she looked at the man who had fallen drunk to the sofa by a meter eight.

"Cheng Zitong," she kicked his long leg diagonally on the floor, "Cheng Zitong, Cheng Zitong!"

There was no response after several calls.

She tried to lift him up, but he was too heavy. He just lifted him up a little, and his body shook, and he fell on the sofa with her.