Her eyes were so silky that no man could hold her back, but Cheng Yiming's eyes were filled with anger.

"Do you do the same in front of Wu Rui'an?" he asked coldly.

She giggled: "Cheng is clever, a woman like me, what else can be done besides this?"

He grabbed her arm tightly and cursed fiercely: "Bitch!"

After scolding him, he threw her away, got up and left without hesitation.

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the "bang" of the door closing. She was so tired that she didn't want to move.

It seems that the way to deal with Cheng Yiming does not need to be changed, as long as he blindly obeys, he will soon lose his freshness.

But, what do those words he just said mean, sleep with him to get the female number one... Will there be any changes to the signing of the contract at noon tomorrow?

Has Cheng Yiming already figured out a way to **** the female number one role to Zhu Qingqing?

Her head is heavy and it hurts. Let's get some sleep before trying to figure out a solution.

**

The next day the child was taken by Ling Yue to the home of Huama Villa.

Fu Yuan'er can't be discharged yet, but she can move around freely after the injection, so she plans to take a stroll in the afternoon to see the baby.

For this reason, Ling Yue was also busy at home, preparing dinner for Fu Yuaner.

Cheng Zitong walked into the house and smelled the scent of stewed chicken soup.

He glanced at the restaurant subconsciously, and saw that there were already several dishes on the table.

Ling Yue brought another plate of stewed pig's knuckles and put it on the table.

Cheng Zitong stopped: "Are guests coming over tonight?"

Ling Yue nodded, "Yuan'er said that she was coming to see the child. I made an order to replenish her body. Although she was not in a serious condition, her body was more bruised and purple..."

"Who allowed her to come from the hospital!" Cheng Zitong interrupted impatiently, "Aren't you afraid of bringing bacteria to your children?"

After speaking, he went to the bathroom.

Ling Yue was taken aback.

The babysitter was startled by Cheng Zitong's sudden uplifting tone, and poked his head out of the kitchen, "Boss, do you continue to make the food?" the babysitter whispered.

"Yes, of course." Lingyue replied, "Who's face is up to the kid's mother to have a meal?"

After dismissing the babysitter, Ling Yue could not help but turn up her mouth when she heard the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom.

It's only five o'clock in the afternoon. I am anxious to take a shower. Isn't it because there are guests coming!

When all the dishes are ready, it's six o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Zi and the baby who had just woken up were walking on the balcony, and made Yue glance at him. Well, there are three balconies in the house, and the balcony where Cheng Zi is on can see the entrance of the community.

You can see at a glance whether there is a car or if anyone enters the community.

Ling Yue deliberately exclaimed: "Zitong, the balcony is windy, be careful that your child is caught by the wind."

"She just woke up and needs a little fresh air." Cheng Zi was plausible.

As for what he thought in his heart, only he knew it.

Ling Yue held back her smile, but also found it strange that Fu Yuan'er should have arrived at this point.

She dialed Fu Yuan'er's phone, and it took a while before Fu Yuan'er picked it up out of breath, "What's the matter, is the child crying?"

"The child is fine," Lingyue replied, "but something is wrong with you, why are you out of breath?"

Fu Yuaner was helpless: "I accidentally got a leg."

"Have your feet hurt?" Ling Yue raised her tone in surprise, "What's the matter?"

The purple on her legs made Fu Yuan'er move a little inconvenience. In the afternoon, she went to get a pot of boiling water and came back, because she was anxious to answer the phone call from the newspaper office, and her legs were not working well, so she would have her ankles.

I don’t count my feet, but I’m hurting my ligaments.

The doctor has given her medicine, bandaged her, and put her in bed.

When Ling Yue called, she discovered that the phone had been left on the sofa. She was out of breath because she had to work a lot to hold the phone.

Yue frowned worriedly: "You can't do without personal care like this..."

"No, no, I can take care of myself," Fu Yuaner didn't want her to come over: "But I can't see the child anymore, the child can only ask you."

"Don't worry about the child, you should take a good rest first."

Ling Yue put down the phone and turned her head abruptly, only to see Cheng Zitong holding the baby, not knowing when she was next to her.

"Yu'er is hungry." A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Cheng Zi's face.

Ling Yue saw through his mind at a glance.

Yesterday he learned how to make milk for the child, and even if the child is hungry, he would tell her specifically?

It is true to eavesdrop on the phone between her and Fu Yuaner.

"You can breastfeed the baby," Ling Yue hurriedly walked to the kitchen, "I have to go to the hospital to see Yuan'er. She must have not had a good meal a day."

Cheng Zitong frowned displeasedly: "She is so old and needs someone to serve?"

"She accidentally got her ankle, her ankle swollen like a steamed bun, how do you let her take care of herself?"

After speaking, Ling Yue was a bit stunned, how did she feel that she was being talked about...

"You can still get a foot in the hospital!" Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows in disgust, "Do you need two babysitters to help you around the clock!"

After speaking, he hugged Yu'er and walked into the room.

As he walked, he mumbled disgustingly: "Yu'er, your mother is a big idiot."

Ling Yue shook her head helplessly, she could see that the two of them were in a commotion.

Cheng Zitong flushed half a bottle of milk to feed the child. The child was already familiar with his taste and did not cry or make a fuss. After drinking the milk, he flopped on the toy hanging beside the crib and fell asleep obediently.

"Why did Yu'er fall asleep so fast, not staying with her father for a while..."

The nanny was about to ask Cheng Zi to eat with him, but saw his tall figure sitting on the side of the small bed, with a little bit of reluctance in his muttering voice, and the nanny couldn't bear to interrupt.

She had done several homes before, but she hadn't seen a man sticking to her daughter like Cheng Zitong.

Such a tall figure, sitting next to the little pink crib, looked at it as if it did not violate the peace at all, and it was full of warmth~

The nanny returned to the kitchen to work on his own affairs. After an unknown period of time, Cheng Zitong suddenly came to the door, "Where is Lingyue?" he asked.

"She went to the hospital to deliver food." The nanny replied.

Cheng Zitong raised his thick eyebrows: "It takes so long to deliver meals?"

He looked out the window, and the rain that started in the evening was getting heavier now.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID as "Lingyue", and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, as soon as he answered the phone, he heard Ling Yue's hurried voice: "Zitong, has Yuan'er come home?"

"No," he replied.

"But it's not in the hospital. No one knows where she went. It's still raining so much outside...Hello, hello?"

The phone was suddenly hung up.

"Look at the child well." Cheng Zitong's voice sounded from the kitchen.

The nanny hurriedly raised her head to agree, but she has disappeared from Cheng Zitong~

The rain is getting heavier and there are not many pedestrians on the road, and some are rushing to find a place to shelter from the rain.

A car was moving slowly through the rain screen, and the wipers kept working "buzzing" to remove the rain from the windshield.

A pair of calm eyes carefully looked out through the windshield, and deep in the eyes is a touch of anxiety that cannot be concealed...

The person he was looking for was standing in front of a villa facing the street soaking in the rain.

Fu Yuaner got the news half an hour ago that Cheng Muying and Wu Ruian knew each other very well. She ran over to find Cheng Muying to find out the situation, but the housekeeper said that Cheng Muying was not at home.

Fu Yuaner called Cheng Muying, but couldn't get through. She could only ask the housekeeper if Cheng Muying had any other phone numbers.

The butler replied that yes, let her wait here, and she will wait till now~

The place where she could shelter from the rain was 20 meters away. She dragged her injured leg back and forth inconveniently, but she didn't expect the housekeeper to show up all the time.

"Chih!" Suddenly a brake sounded, and a car quickly drove up to her.

The door opened and Ji Senzhuo got out of the car and hurried to her side.

"Follow me!" He grabbed her wrist.

"Hey!" she whispered.

Ji Senzhuo found out that one of her feet was injured.

He was about to hold her, and another figure stood up on the ground, picked up Fu Yuan'er from the side, and walked towards the other car.

He looked at it for several times through the fuzzy rain and mist before distinguishing this person.

Cheng Zitong? !

Fu Yuan'er was put into the passenger seat of the car.

She also saw that this person was Cheng Zitong, and she couldn't help but look stunned: "Why are you..."

Before she finished speaking, a dry towel was thrown on her face.

"You are not allowed to see Yuer if you have a cold." His cold voice sounded.

Fu Yuan'er was so angry that she grabbed the towel, trying to refute but could not speak.

Although his tone was not good, there was nothing wrong with his words...

If she catches a cold, she will avoid Yuer.

Cheng Zitong was about to start the car.

Fu Yuan'er said quickly: "My business hasn't been done yet. If you want to go, you go first."

At this time, Ji Senzhuo also knocked on the window on the side of the driver's seat.

Cheng Zitong opened a gap in the car window impatiently, and Ji Senzhuo's voice immediately poured in: "Yuaner, are you here to find Cheng Muying?"

Fu Yuan'er nodded, "The butler said she is not here, can you contact her?"

Ji Senzhuo's face changed slightly.

"I know where she is." Cheng Zitong closed the window and started the car and drove forward.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help asking: "How do you know where she is?"

"Dry your hair and don't wet my car." Cheng Zi looked forward with his eyes and answered the question.

Fu Yuan'er curled her mouth and wiped her hair with a towel.

Inadvertently lowered his head, but saw a golden index finger in the storage box of the car door...

You don't need to pick it up and look carefully, you know at a glance, it's a woman's lipstick.

The woman who can leave lipstick in his car is no one but Yu Lingfei.

A picture suddenly popped out of her mind. He and Yu Lingfei were kissing in the car, and then Yu Lingfei used this lipstick to touch up her makeup...

With a "pop", she threw the towel in her hand onto the dashboard.

Cheng Zi gave her a puzzled look.

She shook the towel on the dashboard several times, and then continued to wipe her hair... The action just now was just to dry the towel a little.

The ghost knew what she was angry about.

Yu Lingfei is about to marry him, so it's nothing to leave the lipstick in his car.

Her identity is just an ex-wife, she is not qualified to be angry, nor to mind...

"Pop!" The towel was thrown on the dashboard again.

One thing in my heart, another thing in my mouth... Fu Yuan'er didn't expect that one day she would still play such a routine.

The car came to a halt slowly.

Fu Yuan'er thought she was there, but there was a row of shops outside. What was Cheng Muying doing in this place?

However, he saw Cheng Zitong get off the car and walk into a clothing store. When he came back, he threw two pieces of clothes on Fu Yuan'er.

"Put it on." He ordered in a low voice.

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