"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Fu Yuan'er looked up from a pile of interview materials and saw Cheng Zitong standing at the door. She suddenly fell into a trance and didn't know where she was at the moment.

"Fuji, what's wrong? You don't recognize your husband anymore?" The colleague next to her raised an eyebrow at her teasingly.

She came back to her senses and said, "Oh, you're here."

Why did he come to the newspaper office to find her?

Cheng Zitong closed the door, walked to her and looked her over.

"Are you planning to go to Ji's house like this?" he asked.

She also looked down at herself. Today she was wearing a dark suit with a colorful shirt.

Although it's just standard work attire, it shouldn't be a problem if you wear it to a party.

Cheng Zitong raised his lips disapprovingly: "You go alone, it doesn't matter what you wear, but if you ask me to come with you, it won't matter."

What he means is that she is not worthy of him dressed like this, right?

"Then what do you want to wear?" she asked.

"Come with me."

She must have been confused because she left early and followed him to the clothing store to choose clothes.

Let’s take a look at the styles he chose, including slim-fitting long gowns, off-shoulder tutu skirts, super powerful cheongsams…each one is a “heroine” configuration.

"Your thinking is wrong," she questioned Cheng Zitong. "If I dress like this, he will only think that I haven't given up yet and want to compare with his fiancée."

"What does it have to do with him?" Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows, "You dress beautifully because you are Cheng Zitong's wife."

Fu Yuan'er:......

After all, she was afraid that she would lose Mr. Cheng's face.

"Then don't go." She curled her lips unhappily.

When he asked her to help, she didn't ask for these things!

"As you wish." He turned around and walked out of the clothing store.

This...he seems angry...

But what makes him angry...

She thought for a while, maybe it was because he had reserved time, but she suddenly refused to let him go.

Not only did she leave early, his time was also precious.

Fu Yuan'er chased him out.

As he walked to the escalator and was about to go downstairs, she quickly stepped forward and took his arm.

"You really want to go," she turned her head in front of him and looked up at her, "didn't you promise me to help?"

He looked away.

"Don't leave. I'll wear whatever you want me to wear, okay?"

"Fu Yuan'er, are you coaxing a three-year-old child?" he said with disgust on his face.

"Then are you still leaving?"

"I'll go get my phone from the car."

Yep, I'm still looking for a step for myself.

Well, in that case, she wouldn't care about him anymore.

"Just buy it and get in the car. Don't make another trip." She pulled him back.

Finally, she put on a one-shoulder dress that he selected.

Although the clothes are very feminine, fortunately they are not too exaggerated.

As soon as she got back to the car, her phone rang suddenly.

It was Ji Senzhuo who called.

She looked at the caller ID and felt a little uncomfortable.

The number of times Ji Senzhuo took the initiative to call her was really rare.

After being stunned for a while, she answered the phone, "Hello..."

"Where are you?" he asked with his face covered.

"I...I was about to go to your house..."

"Come right over." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The car was very quiet, and Cheng Zitong could hear his voice clearly.

Fu Yuan'er was a little embarrassed, in front of Cheng Zitong

It seems a bit embarrassing to be attacked by another man...

It was as if the stubbornness and cruelty she had shown in front of Cheng Zitong were all made of paper.

"He didn't talk to me like this before." Could she save some face by force? "He..."

Cheng Zitong was not interested in knowing at all, so he started the car and looked forward.

In the past, his emotions towards her were very indifferent, without any emotion... She finished what she had not finished in her heart.

Today is indeed a party.

When they drove into Jijia Garden, there were several cars waiting in front of them to park in the parking lot.

She should have waited for Cheng Zi to join him, but she wanted to go to the bathroom.

"I'll go to the bathroom first and then wait for you at the door, okay?" she asked.

Cheng Zitong nodded slightly.

She was very familiar with the Ji family and found the bathroom on the first floor with ease.

After coming out, she hurriedly walked out when her arm was suddenly pulled by someone and her whole body was turned around.

She first saw Ji Senzhuo's face, and then she was pulled into his arms.

She heard a "boom" in her head and turned into a complete blank.

She was a little doubtful, was the person she saw really Ji Senzhuo?

He let go of her, grabbed her hand and said, "Follow me." He pulled her upstairs.

She looked at his face carefully and confirmed that he was Ji Sendhuo, and she became even more confused.

"You...where are you taking me?" She wanted to withdraw her hand.

His fiancée should be here. If he saw her, would he slap her in the face?

Ji Sendhuo glanced down at her hand that was trying to break free, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Yuan'er, you..."

"Mr. Ji, please let go of my wife." At this time, Cheng Zitong came to her side calmly.

Ji Senzhuo was stunned for a moment, and Fu Yuan'er took the opportunity to break free from his hand, half-touching and half-dodging to get to Cheng Zitong's side.

Ji Senzhuo squinted at the two of them and smiled coldly, "I forgot that Yuan'er is married to you."

Cheng Zitong raised his hand and put his arm around Fu Yuan'er's shoulders, "I heard that Mr. Ji brought his fiancée to the show today, and my wife and I came here to congratulate him."

Ji Senzhuo didn't answer, his eyes fell on Fu Yuan'er's face: "Yuan'er, I brought you a gift, follow me upstairs to have a look."

The tone of the command did not imply any discussion at all.

Fu Yuan'er subconsciously raised her steps. She had been to Ji Senzhuo's room too many times, and her first subconscious reaction was to raise her steps.

I don't even think about whether I should go or not.

But she immediately felt Cheng Zitong pinch her shoulder.

She came to her senses. Her purpose today was to let Ji Sendhuo know that she would not pester him again.

"Thank you," she smiled slightly, "can I go with you?"

Ji Senzhuo raised his lips: "Yuan'er and I grew up together. Mr. Cheng is worried about her going upstairs with me?"

Fu Yuan'er wondered what happened to Ji Senzhuo today and why he had to go upstairs.

Maybe there is something that I want to talk to her about privately?

"How could he be worried? He's just not familiar with this place yet," Fu Yuan'er smiled slightly, "Zitong, just wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

She followed Ji Senzhuo upstairs.

She originally wanted to ask him where his fiancée was, but thinking about it, he might think she had ulterior motives, so she stopped asking.

When I walked into his room, nothing changed inside, but I didn't see any gifts.
To be continued...