Cheng Muying clicked her tongue twice, "Although her intelligence is different from normal people, her appearance is any different from us. What's more, is there really something wrong with her IQ?"

There is no deep meaning in her words.

Did she also see something?

"Cheng Muying, shut up!" Cheng Zi shouted angrily, and he strode up the garden ladder.

Cheng Muching shrugged nonchalantly, "I've finished what I want to say."

She turned around and left through another entrance to the garden.

Fu Yuan'er turned around and left, but he grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing!" She threw him away angrily and came to defend Ziyin again?

"Ziyin is just a child, don't get it wrong," he said.

"You have your thoughts, and I have my judgment." If they can't talk about it together, they shouldn't talk about this topic.

She turned around to leave again, but he strode forward and hugged her from behind.

"You can leave if you want," he breathed hot breath behind her ear, "first tell me, why did you hug me just now?"

Fu Yuan'er's cheeks turned red. What should she say? Did she realize that she fell in love with him?

She didn't want to say anything, she could imagine how proud he would be after hearing it.

"I didn't... didn't pay attention. I couldn't stand firm for a moment." She said hesitantly.

Her hesitation had revealed her inner thoughts.

A woman will only feel flustered and hesitant in front of a man she cares about.

She couldn't see it at all, the joy in his eyes had already spilled out of the corners of his eyes.

"Zi Yin..." He calmed down, but as soon as he said these two words, he realized that the person in his arms was about to leave.

He tightened his arms and refused to let go.

"I spent some time in an orphanage when I was a child," he said. "I was very thin at the time, but I was very smart. What the teacher taught me never troubled me..."

The person in his arms gradually calmed down.

"The older children don't like me. They use ridiculous methods such as quietly throwing away my food and putting bugs in my quilt. I'm not afraid of bugs, but I will be hungry. Only Ziyin will secretly leave steamed buns for me.

…”

Fu Yuan'er turned around in surprise: "You and Zi Yin met in the orphanage?"

Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, "There is also Ziqing."

But Ziqing had no sympathy for him. She could only give him a cold look when Ziyin secretly gave him steamed buns.

Half a year later, Cheng Zitong won first place in the city in a subject competition.

Perhaps this made his father think that he was still a talent, so he sent someone to pick him up and left the orphanage.

Later, he naturally became a young talent in the eyes of everyone, and Ziqing found him.

Only then did he learn about their sisters' talents in computers, so he funded their studies abroad.

Only then did Fu Yuan'er realize that the three of them had such a connection.

"You gave them their names, didn't you?" She suddenly thought of it.

Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, "They need a new identity after leaving the orphanage."

She understood that Ziqing and Ziyin were relatives to him.

Especially Ziyin.

"Why are you telling me this?" she asked.

"I don't want you to misunderstand."

"What can I misunderstand..." She didn't misunderstand anything at all. Her guesses about Ziyin were all well-founded.

"I care about her because she is my sister," he said.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but blush on her cheeks. Why did he say that? She didn't tell him. She would feel uncomfortable when he cared about Zi Yin...

"You...don't tell me this, who cares who you care about..."

"You really don't care?"

"in spite of."

"real?"

"Really... ugh!"

He just talks, so why come and kiss him?

"What are you doing? This is in the garden

!" She pushed him away.

"Is it okay in the bedroom?" he asked.

"In..." A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, "Come over here and I'll tell you."

He was dubious and lowered his head. She stood on tiptoes as if she wanted to say something to him, then suddenly pushed him away and ran away.

He was completely defenseless.

When he saw her again, she was already sitting in the study, working seriously.

"Don't come," she said immediately after seeing him, "I have to get out the interview transcript tonight."

He still came over, but just stood behind her.

Several interview materials and recording files were opened on the computer screen.

She is indeed working on the manuscript, and these materials are all dated within the past two or three days.

Except for that night, she never stayed in the hospital again.

This realization made the sullenness in his heart disappear immediately.

"Do you want to steal a secret?" she hummed.

She still remembered how shamelessly he once snatched her interview material and got the information he wanted.

Her face was red and her eyes were angry. In his eyes, she looked like an angry little kitten.

He didn't need to think, he just lowered his head and kissed the little milk cat.

Before she could react, he had already let go of her.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow night." He said.

"Why pick me up?" She looked at him confused.

"Go to mom's place for dinner."

"You're busy."

After saying that, he got up and went out.

Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a while before she realized that he was planning to go to her mother's place for dinner tomorrow night.

Did he ask her mother? He said she wanted to go!

"He called me," Fu's mother said on the phone, "and said he wanted to eat the roast chicken I cooked."

"Mom, when will you know how to cook roast chicken?" She hasn't even eaten it yet.

"Who told you to stay away from home so often? You don't come to see me as often as I do!"

"I won't tell you any more, I'm going to sleep."

Putting down the phone, Fu Yuan'er felt quite sad.

My mother lived in the Fu family villa for the first half of her life. Unless she wanted to, she had no need to take care of her three meals a day.

But now, I can even cook a complicated dish like roast chicken.

She was busy until midnight before returning to the room, only to find Cheng Zitong not asleep yet, sitting on the bedside looking at his mobile phone.

She walked over and sat down glumly.

"Cheng Zitong, you are not allowed to send my mother out in the future," she said.

Cheng Zitong put down his phone and turned to look at her.

"My mother rarely cooks for people. She lived in a big house for the first half of her life." Now, "I feel guilty that I can't let my mother live in a big house. I don't want her to have to work hard for cooking anymore."

.”

"Mom can live in Tianyun's house," he said.

When he first got married, he had someone "invite" her to his villa, but she ran out.

"I don't even live there, so it's impossible for my mother to go."
To be continued...