His car was tall and off-road, and Fu Yuan'er was really uncomfortable when she drove it for the first time.

"Cheng Zitong, you can drive by yourself." She said again.

He didn't open his eyes, only said: "It's just driving, are you so stupid?"

Fu Yuan'er was choked immediately.

Is she stupid?

Anyway, she also grew up as a college bully, and then to the elite of the unit. From studying to being a person, she has no problem, okay?

I can't mention the editor-in-chief, and all the behaviors of the editor-in-chief, she regarded it as jealous.

"Okay, you let me drive, you are responsible for anything." She really didn't dare to start with his car.

She stepped on the accelerator, and the loud boom of oil shocked her.

But when she drove, she was less nervous, and she thought his car was easy to drive.

Much better than her scooter.

As for the Maserati he bought for her, she has been parked in Cheng's garage without moving.

When asked by the Cheng family, she always replied that driving such a good car to work in the newspaper office is not easy to handle interpersonal relationships.

Murong Jue still appreciates it, and praises her for her thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness. Unlike other children in the family, the first car in her life requires a famous brand or even a limited edition. As for the three-year replacement, it has become a habit.

"Waste, too wasteful." Murong Jue said, shaking his head.

But Fu Yuan'er saw a smile in her eyes. She was accusing Cheng's children of wasting, obviously she was mocking Fu Yuan'er for not being able to get on the stage.

Not even a Martha can be driven.

She thought so, let her think so, anyway, Fu Yuan'er didn't lose anything.

"Cheng Zitong, how much is your car?" she asked.

Thinking in my heart, when I make money, I can also buy one and drive.

Cheng Zi also said a number.

Then she heard the sound of broken dreams.

Forget it, she should drive her own scooter first, it doesn't matter if money is not, mainly she already has feelings for her scooter.

"Do you like it? Give it to you." Cheng Zitong continued.

"I don't like it." She answered quickly.

He said this unexpectedly, and she almost agreed to him, but fortunately, her reaction was quick enough.

However, she wanted to ask, "Cheng Zitong, are you so generous to women?"

Cheng Zi hooked his lips together: "Do you have an opinion?"

She didn't have any comments. The question just now was just a question on behalf of his future wife.

"Have you ever thought that if you give me such valuable things, we will get divorced in three months, and I can take them away." She smiled.

He didn't talk, closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Fu Yuaner drove into another urban road.

There is a night market on this road, which is the street where she came to go shopping with him that night.

She still remembered his strange behavior that day, she didn't buy anything, and only ate what she had in hand...

As Yan Yan said, men and women who have intimate behaviors do not necessarily love each other, but in that man's heart, he must be closer to you than ordinary people.

Can this explain his behavior that day?

"Shit!" Suddenly she stepped on the brake.

Cheng Zitong immediately opened his eyes alertly.

But she saw Fu Yuaner was about to open the door and get off.

He stared at her suspiciously.

"I'm going to buy some food." She said to him, closed the door and left.

Of course she lied to Cheng Zitong.

She saw Cheng Yiming, and a girl.

I didn't expect Cheng Yi

For men like Ming, the place to date girls is also a night market.

Although she doesn't know the identity of the girl, she is very interested in Cheng Yiming now. She wants to dig deeper and deeper about everything about him.

Maybe it can really dig up a good reputation as "the first performance in social news."

However, when she chased Cheng Yiming to the spot where she just appeared, she found that his figure had disappeared.

She looked around, but she didn't even see it.

At this time, her phone rang and Cheng Zitong called, "Buy me a cup of coconut milk." He ordered.

Her first reaction was that she was not free, but didn't this reveal her true purpose.

Since she is here to buy things, it is normal to bring him a glass of coconut milk.

"understood."

Cheng Yiming is nowhere to be seen anyway, so let's buy coconut milk for Cheng Zitong.

After walking around for a while, she finally found a small stall to buy coconut milk.

Soon after, she saw... Cheng Yiming.

He was also buying coconut milk, and he was still following the beautiful girl.

"Fu Yuan'er?" Cheng Yiming saw her, and the girl turned her head, her big eyes filled with doubts.

"It's such a coincidence." She stepped forward, first told her boss to buy a coconut milk, and then said to them: "I'll buy it for Cheng Zitong."

Cheng Yiming smiled, "Cheng Zitong...when do you like to drink coconut milk?"

There is a hint of suspicion in the tone...

"Don't you also drink coconut milk?" Fu Yuan'er asked back, why Cheng Zitong couldn't drink it.

She almost didn't refute Cheng Yiming. When he was enjoying the blessing of Cheng's family since he was a child, Cheng Zitong never saw his relatives every day. When he grew up, he had to work-study, go to school and work to support himself.

Maybe coconut milk, a street snack, carries some kind of warmth in his heart.

Although this was not said, the ridicule on Fu Yuan'er's face was too lazy to cover up.

Cheng Yiming felt her hostility and couldn't help being amused, "Cheng Zitong is so clever, I don't know what ecstasy soup has been poured into you."

"I'm self-serving noodles, and I don't need other people to pour soup." Fu Yuaner picked up the coconut milk packaged by the boss and turned away.

Only halfway through did she suddenly remembered that she was going to follow Cheng Yiming quietly, but now she used her own strength to curse Cheng Yiming away...

"Coconut milk for you!" She returned to the front of the car angrily, and passed the coconut milk in from the car window.

Cheng Zitong didn't answer, and said slowly: "I suddenly don't want to eat."

She is getting angry, and now Cheng Zi will stab the hornet's nest together, "What does Cheng Zi mean to you, is it fun to play me? I will give Cheng..." for this cup of coconut milk.

She suddenly realized what she was talking about and shut up urgently.

"Cheng what?" He had already heard it.

"Today you have to drink or not." She opened the door of the passenger seat and delivered coconut milk to his mouth.

He hides, she squeezes, he hides again, she squeezes, unknowingly, she has already squeezed into the passenger seat...

When she realized this, she had fallen into his arms.

The seat was gradually put down, and she lay down with him...what are they doing!

She immediately recovered, and quickly wanted to sit up, but he tightly grasped her arm.

He stared at her with deep eyes, as if to explore the secrets deep in her heart, "Why are you looking for Cheng Yiming?" he asked.

She was stunned, how did he know she was looking for Cheng Yiming?

Could it be that he just knew what she wanted to do when she got off the car, and it was also an excuse to let her buy coconut milk, so that she could meet Cheng Yiming.

As long as she meets Cheng Yiming, doesn't he know what she is looking for with Cheng Yiming?

Cheng Zitong's routine can also be said to be hand-to-hand, but if you lack a string in your mind, prepare to be deceived.

Fu Yuan'er stared at him too, with a trace of fear in her eyes.

She found out that she was with him. Apart from being quilt, she was guilty of being quilt. One day she was sold by him, and she might even help him count the money.

"Cheng Zitong, you are terrible," she said seriously, "you must be accustomed to calculating every step of the matter, and watching every step of the matter develop to the place you imagined, you will be ecstatic."

Cheng Zitong:...

What does she mean by this nonsense?

"Everyone is in your heart, are they all puppets?" she asked.

"I feel terrible when I hear you talking like this." Cheng Zitong gave her a speechless look, "I really thought there would be something different about Xueba. It turned out that it was just such a simple reasoning without the slightest life experience. "

Fu Yuan'er suddenly exploded, "You have life experience! Then tell me, how do you know that I want to find Cheng Yiming?"

"I just got out of the car with you." He said lightly.

Fu Yuaner was speechless.

"Fu Yuan'er," he stared into her eyes, "Don't mess with Cheng Yiming, you will get into a lot of trouble."

His eyes are rare and sincere.

Did he think that she would listen to him if he showed such sincerity?

I'm sorry she can't.

She will always do what she thinks.

"What kind of big trouble?" She simply followed his words.

"Cheng Yiming is not as simple as you think." He said.

Fu Yuan'er curled her lips. If he could only say this kind of ambiguity, then stop talking about this topic.

"Cheng Zitong, thank you for your kindness, but I feel that no matter what kind of relationship we are, you have no right to limit my thoughts and my plans."

She pushed him away and sat up, "It's late, let's go home."

She pushed the door and got out of the car to change to the driving position. Did not notice a flash of anxiety in Cheng Zitong's eyes.

**

Early the next morning, Fu Yuaner went downstairs.

She is now full of information on how to dig out Cheng Yiming.

I thought about it all night yesterday, and she felt that she could make a positive breakthrough.

"So early." She came to the garden and ran into Cheng Yiming by chance, pretending to be walking.

In fact, she would go downstairs because she saw him drinking coffee in the garden.

Cheng Yiming raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "I thought you wouldn't take the initiative to respond to me after last night."

"I'm like such a stingy person?" Fu Yuan'er sat down opposite him.

Cheng Yiming picked up the coffee pot and poured her a cup of coffee.

"By the way, I heard that your company is mainly engaged in real estate. The famous landmark in the Southern District, Ocean Plaza, is your masterpiece." Fu Yuaner said.

Cheng Yiming was a little surprised: "Have you checked me?"

"Checked it online."

Cheng Yiming lifted her thin lips: "You say this, do you mean you are interested in me?"

"You know that I am a reporter for the New A Daily. As a reporter, I am very interested in how you can build the company."

She said in more detail, "The newspaper is going to do a special topic, interviewing ten company presidents under the age of 35, and sharing their successful experience with readers. Can I do an exclusive interview with you?"

"I don't like being exposed to the public." However, Cheng Yiming declined.