Cheng Zi also arranged for the secretary to help Zi Yin move, and both he and Fu Yuan'er had to go to work.

"I don't see it, you are quite sympathetic." Fu Yuan'er couldn't help saying after getting in the car.

In fact, what she really felt was that Cheng Zi's right to Ziyin was beyond the normal attitude towards friends or employees.

With so many employees under his hand, who has no difficulty in life, can he bring all of them to Cheng's house?

But she didn't let herself care about him too much.

"Zi Yin lives in Cheng's house, who do you guess will jump the most?" He asked her.

She thought for a while, "Cheng Yiming?"

She immediately caught the sneer from the corner of his lips.

She immediately understood how narrow and naive she was to use "sympathy" to define Cheng Zitong.

Each of his actions will be carefully thought out and calculated intricately.

She was really worried.

"Remember to go home and watch the show at night." He still told her when he got off the car.

Fu Yuan'er was speechless for a while. In his eyes, is she a person who likes gossip!

"Symbol's husband is so handsome." Suddenly, several women laughed.

Fu Yuaner's head suddenly grew big, and the gossip sister group came again.

"Symbols are too uninteresting. They don't invite us to dinner after we have been married for so long."

"Yes, it's okay to let us singles get some peach blossoms."

"In fact, we really like watching Fu Ji show affection."

"..."

"Enough!" Fu Yuaner called to a halt in time. "Your topic selection is done, and all the manuscripts have been handed in?"

Under normal circumstances, as soon as Fu Yuan'er offered her killer trick, everyone immediately broke up.

Today was uncharacteristically, everyone was staring at her enthusiastically.

"Symbol, we found a big choice question!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Yuan'er came to what they said about the election topic, the engagement scene of Mr. Jiao, the largest toy merchant in City A.

Mr. Jiao is forty this year. He got married for the first time, but he married a woman with a child in a second marriage.

This is indeed a topic worthy of excavation for the social edition of newspapers.

"Yuan'er, you are here." She met a female president of the company first.

Later, she will have to be introduced by the female president before she can offer to interview Mr. Jiao.

"Sister Jin," she said to the female president, "I looked at the information. Mr. Jiao never accepts media interviews. I don't know if he will agree to it today."

Sister Jin smiled: "What does that matter? I believe you must have alternatives."

She did. If Mr. Jiao would not agree to the interview, she would offer to interview his fiancée.

In short, this story must be dug up, don't the people who eat melons like to read this kind of story.

Sure enough, after learning that Fu Yuan'er was a reporter, the enthusiasm on Mr. Jiao's face suddenly decreased a bit.

"I don't like to share my private life in public. Miss Fu will drink a glass of wine if she appreciates her face. If she doesn't, please go back." Those who refuse are also not euphemistic at all.

"Mr. Jiao," Fu Yuaner did not give up easily, "I know that your company will be listed soon. Do you think that if stockholders know that you are a sentimental boss, will they have more confidence in your company's stock?"

Mr. Jiao chuckles: "How do you know that I am a person of love and justice?"

"You can marry your first love as your wife after you have become so yellow. Can't it justify that you value love and righteousness?"

Hearing this, Mr. Jiao's face immediately cooled down, "Reporter Fu, can you check me?"

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Sister Jin wanted to help round the field, but didn't find the right words for a while.

After all, this kind of personal matter, you said Fu Yuan'er would know without checking, it is also false.

"I told her." Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded.

Fu Yuan'er was stunned.

She thought she had heard it wrong.

She thought she would never hear this voice again in her life.

But the voice continued: "Mr Jiao, she is my friend."

A tall man came to her and looked at Mr. Jiao with a smile.

Mr. Jiao's expression eased a little, "Sen Zhuo, you are here."

Ji Senzhuo nodded, and put one hand on Fu Yuan'er's shoulder, "She is my friend who grew up with me when I was a child, and Mr. Jiao doesn’t mind letting her give you an interview, or with my sister-in-law, give you The people sprinkle some dog food?"

"Yes, yeah," Sister Jin also said to help, "Everyone loves to watch successful people like Mr. Jiao spread dog food."

Mr. Jiao smiled: "Since you said so, let Miss Fu arrange it."

Fu Yuan'er didn't remember what she said, she just remembered she nodded mechanically, and then turned and left the venue.

"Yuan'er!" When she got to the elevator, she heard Ji Senzhuo's voice ringing behind her.

She took a deep breath, turned around and smiled faintly.

"You... are back." She wondered if there was something wrong with Yin Jinxi.

But Cheng Zitong and Yu Jingjie are very familiar with each other, and I haven't heard anything about it.

Ji Senzhuo walked in front of her and suddenly smiled, "How come you saw me like a monster?"

"no."

"Come to my house tomorrow." He said.

She was stunned for a moment, and she didn't believe what she had heard. It was not that she hadn't been to his house for so many years, but it was the first time that he actively invited.

"Is there anything at home?" she asked worriedly.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and tapped her on the head, "You forgot what day is tomorrow?"

Tomorrow... She is really blank, what day is tomorrow.

"Anyway, come to my house tomorrow, and I must be there at five o'clock in the afternoon." Ji Senzhuo seemed a little angry, and then turned and left after speaking.

She walked into the elevator blankly and drove home.

When she saw the big house in front of the Cheng family, she felt even more that what happened just now was a dream.

"Shit!" She slammed on the brake, and she remembered what day it was tomorrow.

She even forgot that tomorrow is Ji Senzhuo's birthday.

In the past ten years, this day has been more important to her than her birthday.

She really wanted to dig him out of her heart, and even this day was forgotten by her.

But tomorrow, why did he call her over.

Is there something important to announce?

What does he want to get engaged...

Hey, she didn't bother him anymore, why did she notify her of these things.

"Knock!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the glass outside the car.

She recovered, opened the window, and the butler was standing outside the car.

"Is the car broken?" the butler asked.

Did she stay here for a long time? Even the butler noticed her.

"No, I just called, get in the car, I'll take you in." She forced a smile.

"There are guests at home today. I was waiting for you to have dinner, but you came back a bit late." said the butler.

She just remembered that Ziyin had moved in today, and Cheng Zitong asked her to come back to watch a good show.

"Is Cheng Yiming there at dinner?" she asked.

The housekeeper shook his head: "Everyone has been a little busy lately, only the old lady and the son, and Ms. Mu Ying accompanied the guests."

Oh, Cheng Muying has been quite honest recently, basically staying at home every day.

"Does the old lady have any comments on Ziyin's move in?" she asked.

The housekeeper shook his head: "The old lady likes lively, she hopes that you and the young master will have a baby soon."

Fu Yuaner squeezed a smile again.

She didn't ask the housekeeper

In which room Yin is staying in, she is in a mess today and has no time to care about others.

She just wanted to soak herself in the bathtub now.

However, as soon as I walked to the door of the room, I heard Ziyin's voice coming from inside.

"...What a big room, Miss Sister's clothes are so beautiful..."

It seems that Cheng Zitong is taking a tour of the room.

Fu Yuan'er was tired of coping, turned around and went to the study room next door.

She lay down on the recliner and closed her eyes Shen Shen.

She wondered whether she would go tomorrow.

After thinking for a while, she sent a message to a few friends who grew up with her, asking what Ji Senzhuo was doing this time.

A friend told her that Ji Senzhuo had been back for a week.

When we met two days ago, Ji Senzhuo once said that he plans to get married this time.

Seeing the word "married", Fu Yuan'er's heart was unavoidably pierced.

What she had tried so hard not to do, it turned out that someone could do it.

It seems that tomorrow is Ji Senzhuo taking his fiancée to meet with everyone.

He really took great pains to prevent himself from pestering him.

At this time, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

She turned her face quickly and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Zi Yin finished visiting the room?" She sat up and faced Cheng Zitong as calmly as possible.

He didn't answer, but sat down beside the recliner and stared at her with deep eyes, as if he had insight into everything.

"I... I have something on my face?" She lowered her head uncomfortably.

He squeezed her chin, lifted her face, and forced her to look at him, "Who did you see today?" he asked.

She was a little vacant, "No...nothing, I went to make an appointment for an interview."

As soon as the voice fell, her lips were sealed.

"You... don't do this..." She pushed him away, her heart was so confused, she didn't have any thoughts at all.

He just didn't let go, and kissed harder.

"Cheng Zitong!" She pushed him hard, probably using too much strength, and the two fell from the recliner to the floor together.

"Bang Dong" with a muffled sound.

Fu Yuan'er didn't feel any pain from falling, because there was Cheng Zi under it.

"Are you okay?" She was a little embarrassed.

He didn't speak, just looked at her, he was still waiting for the answer to the question just now.

Fu Yuan'er sighed softly, she didn't say it was because of shame.

But for the sake of him making her a human mat, tell him, "I ran into Ji Senzhuo today."

Cheng Zi's eyes flickered slightly.

"Cheng Zitong, you can go with me tomorrow." She suddenly thought that she would take him there and Ji Senzhuo would no longer worry about her pestering him.

"Where to go?" he asked.

"Ji Senzhuo may be engaged tomorrow. He invited me to the ceremony. I want to tell him that I am already married... I won't pester him anymore."

Cheng Zitong was silent.

"Are you unwilling?" The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this method was better. "Just accompany me in acting. I have been acting with you for so many days, you..."

Suddenly, he put her in his arms.

His arms were very hard, very hard, and the warmth in his arms instantly spread to her heart.

She felt it, and he seemed to be comforting her.

He thought that she would be sad to hear the news of Ji Senzhuo's engagement, right?

In fact, she was already mentally prepared.

In fact, it was good that he had a master earlier, so that she would completely forget him.

"Thank you, Cheng Zitong." She honestly pressed her face to his heart.

Thank him for the warmth.

She will always remember his company when she said goodbye to the past.