Chapter 117: You Still Can't Forget Him
Fu Heng hung up the phone casually and threw the phone on the sofa.
"I'm still calling him so late, you have so much to say, do you want to make an appointment tomorrow to have a good talk. β
His voice was flat, and he couldn't hear much emotion.
But the irony is no less.
Chu Ci stroked his hair: "I didn't say anything to him!"
Fu Heng snorted coldly: "Didn't say anything, it takes so long?"
Chu Ci didn't know when he came, but the man walked silently and overheard her, although she didn't say anything.
There was a hidden anger in his heart, and Chu Ci got up from the sofa: "You eavesdropped on my phone!"
"Eavesdropping?" Fu Heng snorted disdainfully: "You have been talking to him so openly, and you are still afraid that I will eavesdrop?"
Chu Ci was angry, knowing that he couldn't argue with him, so he simply didn't speak.
But Fu Heng obviously didn't intend to let her go, he raised his eyebrows and looked displeased: "Chu Ci is it that I speak too hard to understand, so that you can ignore it again and again." β
Chu Ci stared at his slightly gloomy face, and said helplessly: "He called me." β
Fu Heng snorted disdainfully: "Then you want to take it?"
Although the man in front of him is twenty-eight and thirty, he is sometimes like a child.
Especially in terms of feelings, he is naΓ―ve and young like a young man who has tasted love for the first time, jealous at every turn, and suspicious at every turn.
Chu Ci really felt that he was very tired.
She shook her head: "Then I can't pretend I didn't see it!"
That's not how you are a human being.
She has her own bottom line and her own choices, so she can't blindly cater to him and don't rely on dodder seeds!
Fu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Chu Ci, tell me honestly, do you still can't forget him?"
That's a bit vexatious.
Chu Ci pursed his lips, and glanced at him for a while: "Is it interesting to keep tangled?"
She refused to answer his question head-on, which made the jealousy in Fu Heng's heart stronger and stronger.
He walked in and grabbed her hand, "You just have to tell me, don't you?"
The man's domineering tone and aggressive momentum made Chu Ci feel uncomfortable for a while, and she suddenly remembered Shen Mubai's words, Fu Heng Is he particularly unconfident, afraid that I will snatch you.
What she thought at the time was how the proud and conceited man could not be confident, he was just too possessive.
Chu Ci broke free of his hand: "If you only need to answer yes or no, then I say no, are you satisfied?"
Hearing the answer he wanted, Fu Heng's heart did not relax, he was still unsettled, and then he snorted coldly, not knowing whether it was self-deprecation or something else.
Chu Ci was afraid that the two of them would start quarreling again if they continued like this, so she took a step back and cut her hair: "I'll go upstairs first." β
But Fu Heng had already grabbed her hand, and his deep eyes looked towards the restaurant, and then he was displeased: "You cleaned up?"
Chu Ci looked at the empty dining table: "I thought you wouldn't eat it, so it fell." β
Poured?
Fu Heng was stunned for a few seconds, and a sneer escaped from his thin lips: "Do you think?
Chu Ci was also stunned, not knowing why he suddenly lost his temper.
But the man had a bad temper from the beginning.
Chu Ci lowered his eyes: "I'll get you something else to eat!"
"No need. Fu Heng glanced at her coldly, "Look at you too, you look reluctant." β
Chu Ci didn't know what to say to make him happy, thinking that he was also a stupid person, he would inexplicably make him angry at every turn.
She sighed in her heart, and her tone was very light: "There seem to be noodles in the refrigerator, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles!"
Fu Heng's cold thin lips hooked: "I said no, don't you understand?"
Chu Ci nodded: "Okay then, come by yourself what you want to eat!"
Fu Heng sneered again, sometimes he really wanted to strangle the woman in front of him who didn't know what to do.
No one had ever made his temper so uncertain.
In the end, he suppressed his anger, turned around and went upstairs, and did not forget to warn her before leaving: "You have given me some peace recently, you don't have to worry about how I deal with the Shen family, don't let me know that you still have contact with him." β
The last sentence did not fall into Chu Ci's ears without a word.
The corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled a little sarcastically.
She sat on the couch for a while, then she got up and walked into the kitchen, where she was stunned for a moment, and then began to boil water and prepare the noodles.
When frying the eggs, a drop of oil splashed on his hand, and Chu Ci suddenly trembled in pain.
She felt that she was really useless, that she had no place in this marriage.
Fu Heng can be upright and upright when she goes to find warmth, and even shows her care and gentleness for warmth in front of her.
She still remembers that time when she was filming on location, he appeared as soon as Wen Wen fainted and injured her by mistake.
She still remembers that charity gala, when she spent a lot of money.
I still remember that he went out desperately on a snowy night to find her who was missing.
And as long as she and Mu Bai have a little connection, that man will say some mean things to humiliate her.
When she thought of this, she only felt that the wound on her hand hurt even more.
She bit the back of her hand, and her eyes turned red.
When the noodles were cooked, Chu Ci went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.
After knocking a few times and no one answered, she pushed open the door of the study and saw Fu Heng sitting in the shadows, not knowing what she was thinking.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "I cooked you a bowl of noodles, do you want to eat it?"
Fu Heng lifted his eyelids and glanced at her coldly: "Don't eat, don't bother me." β
Chu Ci didn't continue to entangle, she nodded, then closed the door and retreated.
There were some things she really had to do her best.
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Fu Heng stayed in the study until twelve o'clock in the night, and then, hungry.
When he pushed open the door and walked out, the lights in the huge house were almost off, only the lights in the hallway were still on.
Pursing his lips, he pushed open the door to the master bedroom, and it was dark inside, except for the shallow breathing of a woman.
Fu Heng gently closed the door and walked downstairs.
On the dining table is a bowl of noodles that have been cold. There was also an egg on top of the noodles, Fu Heng walked over, heated the noodles, and then took a bite with chopsticks and put them in his mouth.
It's already paste, and it's not tasty.
But he ate it all at once.
While eating the noodles, he felt like he was abusing himself.
It was obviously terrible, but he finally forced himself to swallow it.
When he finished his last meal, he took the bowl to the kitchen when he heard footsteps behind him.
Chu Ci stood behind him with his hair draped and dressed in pajamas, and his voice was soft and confused: "What are you doing?"
She slept in a daze and felt movement downstairs, so she got up and came down to take a look.
Fu Heng turned his back to her, and he couldn't see his expression, only his voice was cold: "I'm hungry, come down and look for something to eat." β
Chu Ci glanced at the table, it was already empty, and she frowned: "What about the noodles I cooked?"
Fu Heng was stunned.
I don't know why, his little self-esteem began to make trouble, just now he said that he wouldn't eat it, and asked her not to bother him, and now he has eaten all the noodles she cooked badly, isn't it too much of a slap in the face?
Can Fu Heng make his face crackle?
Of course not!
So he didn't have any weakness at all, and said calmly: "It's down!"
Poured?
Chu Ci's forehead jumped after hearing these two words, and then she smiled: "Okay, if you fall, you will fall, you can do what you like!"
Then she turned and walked away.
Fu Heng turned to look at her at this time, and saw that her back was extremely thin, and at that moment, there was an urge to ask him to pull down his face and say good things to her.
But the footsteps took a step and finally froze.
Finally, he threw the bowl into the sink, then washed his hands and went to lie on his side.
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When Chu Ci woke up the next day, she was alone in the house, and Fu Heng should have left a long time ago.
She was going to work today, put on makeup, and the driver was already waiting downstairs.
When she was sick and hospitalized, Ye Shu and Fang Yi were always in charge of the work.
Now that she's back and is going to take over the work, it's natural that someone is unhappy.
For example, when she was handing over work with Ye Shu, Ye Shu first asked her a few words in a fake way, and then suddenly saw the scar on her right cheek, and suddenly screamed in surprise: "What's wrong with your face, why do you have such a long scar!"
A slightly normal person may feel a little sympathetic after saying this poignant sentence, and then shut up and look at you with a sympathetic eye.
But Ye Shu is not, the expression on her face is even more exaggerated, it is simply schadenfreude: "It's so ugly, it won't go away!"
The scar on Chu Ci's right cheek that is not deep or shallow should not be visible if it is covered by hair, but it has not recovered well, and the skin is also pink, and people with bright eyes will still find it if they stare at you.
Chu Ci wanted to smash the document in her face at that time, because her voice was too loud, and the entire editorial department knew about it.
They even began to cast sympathetic glances on her.
But in the end, Chu Ci still held back, pretending not to care and said, "I was accidentally scratched." β
Ye Shu stood up, stared at her for a few seconds, and smiled: "That has to be repaired well, otherwise it will be really ugly if you can't get rid of it, the most important thing for a girl is her face, leaving such a scar is really, hey......"
Chu Ci smiled at her calmly: "Editor-in-chief Ye, are the materials all ready, I will report at the meeting in a few days." β
Ye Shu looked at her calm appearance, and suddenly looked like a deflated ball, "It's all for you, in the USB flash drive, copy it yourself!"
Chu Ci nodded: "Thank you!"
She plugged the USB flash drive into the computer, and then copied all the materials in it, ready to sort it out, make a PPT, and display it at the meeting.
Just as she was tidying up, she suddenly realized something.