Cheng Yiming gave them a cold look, turned around and left.

"Cheng Yiming, your brother is here," Fu Yuan'er called him, "You don't want to call me sister-in-law?"

Cheng Yiming hummed: "Brother? I can't reach that high."

Cheng Zitong was also very unhappy and said calmly: "Yuan'er, let's go."

"Why are you leaving?" Fu Yuan'er held his arm, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

She looked at Cheng Yiming again: "Cheng Yiming, your brother wants to cooperate with you. Your brother is responsible for attracting investment for the land in the southern district, and you are responsible for the implementation of the specific project. Do you want to do it?"

Cheng Yiming disagreed: "I'm not short of money."

"Oh," Fu Yuan'er suddenly realized, "So you know about Murong Jue secretly pouring money out, so you can forgive me for meddling in other people's business."

"Honey, let's go." Fu Yuan'er held Cheng Zitong's arm tightly.

Cheng Yiming's eyes flickered, "Fu Yuan'er, stop sowing discord here."

"Cheng Yiming, please be polite." Cheng Zitong shouted.

Why did Cheng Yiming not care about him, but not Fu Yuan'er?

Cheng Yiming sneered: "Why, can't you provoke him into anger? Cheng Zitong, after so many things have happened, you don't still want to return to the Cheng family, right?"

"So what if you want to, so what if you don't want to?" Cheng Zitong's tone was also dry.

Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips. The two face-loving men met and couldn't continue talking at all.

The elder brother obviously wants to help his younger brother, and the younger brother obviously doesn't want his elder brother to continue to fall into the quagmire of the Cheng family, but no one talks to him nicely.

"Don't let any of you get angry," Fu Yuan'er broke the tense atmosphere, "Cheng Yiming, no one is forcing you to cooperate. We will give you three days to think about it."

After saying that, she took Cheng Zi and left.

Moving to a place where Cheng Yiming couldn't see, Fu Yuan'er stopped to comfort Cheng Zitong, "Don't you understand, Cheng Yiming? He wants to save face and suffer. You saw it just now. He wants to comfort Yan Yan, but Yan Yan won't

Say those things to him."

Cheng Zitong frowned: "I don't care how he treats others, but it won't work for you."

When did it become Cheng Yiming's turn to accuse the person he cared about most?

Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips and smiled, her pretty face pressed against his heart, "I know, I am the treasure in your heart."

Cheng Zitong hugged her, lowered his head habitually, and kissed her deeply against the top of her hair, "It's good to know."

Fu Yuan'er closed her eyes and felt the smell of him in her breath. Until now, she still couldn't believe that this was true.

She already owned him completely.

"Why do you want to cooperate with Cheng Yiming?" she asked in his arms.

When she was half asleep this morning, she heard him talking on the phone and talking about this matter to his assistant.

"Because he holds land in the southern district," Cheng Zitong replied, "There are not many valuable lands left now, and the piece of land he holds is definitely a trump card."

"Since it's a trump card, why would Murong Jue give it to him?" Fu Yuan'er didn't understand.

"That's something from the Bai family, Murong Jue doesn't dare to covet it."

I see.

Fu Yuan'er really didn't know whether to be happy or sad for Cheng Yiming.

In the past, she felt that Cheng Yiming had taken some of the things that belonged to Cheng Zitong, but now it seems that Cheng Yiming didn't get anything from the Cheng family.

The losses Murong Jue stabbed Lou Zi all the time were borne by Cheng Yiming.

As for the rest of the Cheng family, they only say the same lines. Normally, the old lady loves you the most. If you don't contribute at the critical moment, can you justify it?

Therefore, Cheng Zitong said that Cheng Yiming was a good man, but in fact it was probably because he felt sorry for him.

Fu Yuan'er was very considerate and did not expose Cheng Zitong. Instead, she frowned and said, "Cheng Yiming is like a hard nut to crack. How can you get him to agree to cooperate with you?"

He gently raised her chin, "I will find a way..."

As soon as the sound fell, he had sealed her lips.

Fu Yuan'er was surprised that they were not talking about Cheng Yiming...

Originally, yes, but with her so close, how could he bear it...

"Hehe!" A young child's voice suddenly sounded, "Shame!"

Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw a little girl standing not far away, the one who had just led Yan Yan to Cheng Yiming.

"Little girl," Fu Yuan'er came to her and squatted down, "What's your name?"

"Mom calls me Xiaoya."

"Where are your parents?" Fu Yuan'er asked next.

Xiaoya pointed somewhere, and not far away there was a man and a woman sitting and having a drink.

Xiaoya was within their sight and waved when she saw Fu Yuan'er looking over.

Fu Yuan'er smiled slightly and turned back to continue talking to Xiaoya.

"Do you know why uncle and aunt did that just now?"

Xiaoya shook her head.

"Because uncles and aunts all like each other, which is a sign of love. For example, Xiaoya's parents like each other very much, so they have Xiaoya."

Xiaoya seemed to understand, "Do you also have Xiaoya?"

Fu Yuan'er smiled, "My uncle and aunt also have a child named Yu'er."

Xiaoya nodded and suddenly said: "You will have another child."

"Huh?" Fu Yuan'er didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this.

"Because Xiaoya has a younger brother, Yu'er will also have a younger brother."

Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Until she said goodbye to Xiaoya and walked to another part of the villa, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Children's brain circuits are both strange and cute.

"I think what she said is right," Cheng Zitong said seriously: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. It's better to start executing the plan to create humans tonight."

"Stop talking to you, Cheng Zi..." Fu Yuan'er burst into tears laughing.

"I'm not joking." Cheng Zitong was very serious.

"I know, you are not joking, I am joking... Hahaha..."

"Is that Fu Yuan'er?" Not far away, under the eaves of a higher building, a girl stared at the two cheerful figures.

The girl is about 20 years old, with fair skin and elegant temperament, but her eyes are full of indifference and aloofness, which is particularly inconsistent with her temperament.

"Yes, she is Fu Yuan'er." A middle-aged woman stood next to the girl.

The girl's name is Yu Sirui, she is the daughter of Yu Lingfei's uncle, and she has just obtained a doctorate in law abroad.

The middle-aged woman is Yu Sirui's nanny Mo Ting. From when Yu Sirui was five years old to now, Mo Ting has been by her side whether she is at home or studying abroad.

"Judging from the appearance, I really can't understand why Yu Lingfei lost to her." Yu Sirui said.

Mo Ting smiled slightly, "You should understand that not all men value appearance."

Hearing this, Yu Sirui couldn't help but feel sad, "But he is..."

"Neither is he." Mo Ting immediately denied her words.

Yu Sirui had little interest and did not want to discuss this topic anymore, so he turned around and went into the room.

Fu Yuan'er seemed to feel something, turned around and looked up.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Zitong asked.

Fu Yuan'er felt that someone was looking at her, but there was no one outside the house.

"It's nothing." She shook her head slightly, but she felt inexplicably uneasy.

Cheng Zitong took her into his arms and said, "Don't worry, Cheng Yiming will agree to cooperate."

She nodded.

"Why don't you ask me why?"

"I believe everything you say."

Cheng Zitong rubbed her head, his eyes and lips filled with affection.

Suddenly, Fu Yuan'er saw something shiny on the branch.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is a gift box hanging on the tree.

Cheng Yiming didn't know how many balloons he had dropped. There must be many such gift boxes in the villa.

"Do you think there is any gift inside?" Fu Yuan'er suddenly had a whim and wanted to make a bet with Cheng Zi.
To be continued...