"Cheng Zitong, why do you do such a thing?" Fu Yuan'er asked.

"What's up?"

"Underground casino." Everything was clear, but she hadn't figured out the reason yet.

Isn't he a serious businessman?

Cheng Zitong lowered his eyes, "There is a limit to what a person can accomplish, but when getting along with others, sometimes you have to pay a price to be considered the same kind."

There was a bit of helplessness in his tone that could not be concealed.

Fu Yuan'er can understand what he means, just like she insists on herself in the newspaper office, doesn't she run into obstacles everywhere?

Sometimes when she wants to publish certain articles, she has to think of a roundabout tactic with the editor-in-chief.

But even so, Cheng Zitong's company will also go bankrupt.

She suddenly felt that he was so pitiful, that he carried too many things on his shoulders... and she also made trouble from time to time without knowing the situation.

"Cheng Zitong, can you tell me the real situation earlier next time?" she requested.

For example, "If I investigate any news again and it is related to you, please tell me clearly."

"If I tell you clearly, you will stop?" he asked.

"Of course I will give you a friendly treatment," but, "You have to promise me not to hurt anyone, otherwise I can only do business."

Cheng Zitong:......

"From your words, I feel like I am in illegal business." There are still many mines waiting for her to discover and detonate.

She smiled sheepishly, it seemed like that.

"I have no problem with you wanting to clear mines," Cheng Zitong looked at her, "I don't want something like this to happen again."

He glanced at her belly, his expression had never been so serious.

This man values ​​his offspring very seriously.

"Don't worry, I am also its biological mother." Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips at him unconvinced, her playful eyes full of energy.

Cheng Zitong loved to see her like this, as if nothing was a big deal and everything was full of hope.

He involuntarily stretched his arms around her waist and pulled her to him, his warm breath spraying on her face.

Fu Yuan'er blushed and covered his mouth with her hand, "The driver is here."

They are still in the car.

He must have been frightened by her today, and he was unwilling to drive the car himself.

Before she finished speaking, she felt a moist heat in the palm of her hand... She covered his mouth, and he actually stuck out his tongue...

"You are a puppy," she complained.

"Your hands are very soft." His eyes were dark and burning, and it was self-evident what he was thinking at this moment.

She was convinced. The structure of a man's brain is really strange. He can be interested in anything no matter what the environment is.

What she didn't understand was that it had nothing to do with the environment, it only had to do with who the woman he was facing was.

"Just calm down, you can't do it here, and neither can I." She chuckled, gloating about her misfortune.

Suddenly, he grasped her back with a big palm and pressed her into his arms.

She was startled, he seemed to be helpless, but she didn't want to be here... but she heard his low and hoarse voice ringing in her ears, "Fu Yuan'er, what is the label you gave me?

"

She rolled her eyes in confusion, it turned out that he still remembered this.

In fact, she had already thought of it.

She raised her head and leaned close to his ear, and her slender white neck fell completely into his sight... He slid his Adam's apple with difficulty, wanting to take a bite.

"Your label is..." She whispered in his ear very quietly, her pretty face blushing even more intensely.

"What?" He didn't hear clearly and moved closer to her.

She said it again.

"What?" He still didn't hear clearly.

She said again, "Don't say you didn't hear clearly this time. I won't do it if you do."

No, no... no!"

Before he finished speaking, his soft lips were sealed.

She just said, give you a label, the man Fu Yuan'er loves.

It turned out that saying this would lead to such treatment. She turned her bright eyes and felt as if she had found the point to seduce this man.

"Ah..." Her lip was bitten, "What for?"

"Seriously."

Fu Yuan'er:......

**

This night was the best night Fu Yuan'er had slept in these days.

There was no dream at all in my sleep. When I opened my eyes after a full sleep, it was only around five o'clock in the morning.

But she was the only one left on the bed.

Last night when she went to bed, he was still holding her in his arms, wondering whether she had a boy or a girl in her belly.

He said he wanted a girl and said he had already chosen a name.

But no matter how she asked, he just wouldn't say anything.

Finally she came to the conclusion that he hadn't thought about it at all and was just teasing her.

She put on her coat and walked out of the bedroom. She heard low voices coming from the study. It was him on the phone.

The house was very quiet in the morning. Even though his voice was low, she could still hear the words "please", "account due" and "dunning" in his words.

He must be worried about the company's bankruptcy crisis.

Cheng Yiming's words came to her mind involuntarily. When his company goes bankrupt, you will definitely feel guilty and choose to leave voluntarily...

Why does she hate Cheng Yiming so much? She's like a prophet. You don't know whether her predictions are accurate, but she's like a flea, jumping out to trouble you.

"Knock knock!" She knocked on the door of the room and brought him a cup of coffee.

"Getting up so early." he asked.

"When you got up at two o'clock, I was already awake."

He couldn't help but frown: "I didn't get up until half past four."

But when he saw her giving him a playful look, he instantly understood that he had been tricked by her again.

As she put the coffee cup in front of him, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.

"You got up so early just to set a trap for me?" His voice was low in her ear.

She couldn't help but dodge, and the hot air blew into her ears, which made her feel itchy.

"Don't move." Suddenly, he grabbed her arms.

She was stunned and immediately felt something hard somewhere in her body.

She couldn't help but sweat, she really couldn't move around in the morning...

"Cheng Zitong," she said cautiously: "Calm down, it's not appropriate now."

"What's inappropriate?"

"The time is not right."

"Why?" he asked.

"...I just heard you on the phone. Weren't you talking about the company's bankruptcy?"

One second he was talking about the company's survival plan, and the next second he was talking to a woman. Is it appropriate?

"I thought it was because your body wasn't suitable."

"My body... of course is not suitable. Hey, what are you doing..."

"I'll be gentler."

While she was talking, she was already lying on the carpet...

He didn't give her any chance to resist, because he had endured it for more than twenty-four hours from yesterday to now.

Then he found that he still couldn't bear it.

"Hey, is this okay with you?"

"I asked the doctor for advice."
To be continued...